we're like paint

The paint brush seemed to way a ton now and Marlène found herself turning pale. The eyes were now staring at her, forcing her to focus on the canvas even harder. It's always been clear that she is not comfortable with people watching her. Or seeing her. Or even being around her. When you're a artist you gain the magic ability to block out the world, but once her best friend Jo forces her to meet a guy that loved her since 8th grade...He'll have to try pretty hard to show her the world or even get her out of the house.