Artistic Abilities
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#justwriteit #aprilfools
Whatever, I don't know how to hashtag any way *eye roll*.
Anyway, this book will be about a boy named Louis (Loo-E) that is starting his first day of second semester, his freshmen year of college at the big university he got into, UNCSA. He is a sculptor who is just trying to hang with his friends and get known (more then he already is) in the world. He doesn't even consider having any type of life besides the one he has now with his friends, classwork, and clay.
Ya know, until he meets him.
Him, gorgeous, mr. let-me-eat-your-face-off.Chandler. The sophomore painter in creative writing, Tuesday at 3pm.
The guy-no, MAN that makes Louis question things he had never put much thought into. Liking the same gender. TO like the same gender.
Maybe even-dare I?
Crowd: *DARE! DARE!*
*cough, cough*
Maybe even...
Falling in LOVE with the same gender.
Not just any gender, mind you.
Him.
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