Drawings and Bitchy Girlfriends

*A few days pass*

Paisley's P.O.V

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock. I sat up on my bed sleepily and stretched. Today was Monday and my first day at James Wilson High School. I turned off my alarm. It was 6:00 a.m. Since school started at seven thirty, I had an hour and a half. I took a shower and wrapped myself in a towel afterwards. There wasn't a uniform, so I could wear whatever I wanted as long as it was school appropriate. I rummaged through my dresser. I ended up putting on a Three Days Grace band shirt and dark blue jeans. I walked over to my closet. I wanted to wear one of my jackets. I chose a dark grey zip-up hoodie. I slipped on my black converse and went into the kitchen. I started making coffee.

After straightening my black hair I put on some eyeliner. I liked wearing eyeliner. I thought it was cool because it made my eyes look dark and mysterious. I grabbed my book bag and slung it over my shoulder. It was plain black with one red stripe and I liked it. While grabbing a cup of coffee after I brushed my teeth, I headed out the door, checking the time. It would take about thirty minutes to walk to school and it was 6:45. I took out my IPod and headphones and started listening to music.

I soon arrived at the school and there were people everywhere. I didn't like crowded places all that much so I decided to go to a less populated room or something. I walked into what I guessed was the art room. I didn't see anyone in there but I thought they wouldn't mind if I just sat there and drew in one of my books. I turned up my music and the song 'It Ends Tonight' by the All American Rejects came on. Since no one was in there I started singing."Your subtleties, they strangle me I can't explain myself at all."I was unaware that I was singing really loud. I checked the time as I continued singing. At 7:30, all the students are suppose to go to the gymnasium for a morning meeting on Mondays. I still had about ten minutes till it was time. The song ended and the next one came on. It was 'All Signs Point To Lauderdale' by A Day To Remember. I started singing that one and then I decided to get up and dance as I made my way to the pencil sharpener that was on the other side of the room. When the song ended I laughed to myself. Then I heard applause. I turned around and saw the same boy that I saw at the coffee shop, but I couldn't remember his name. I was too afraid to ask because he probably remembered mine. "How much of that did you see!?" I said, a little panic in my voice.He laughed. "Ever since you started singing." I mentally face palmed myself."I'm sorry there was no one in here and I didn't think anyone came in here so..." I looked down. "Yeah, well I come here every morning so I was bound to see you, but don't be sorry. You were really good." He smiled."Uh..thanks." I said and checked the time. He did the same. We had two minutes to get to the gym. "Well I guess we better get going." He sighed and I nodded. We both made our way to the gym as I saw a blonde girl run up behind him. He laughed and introduced us. "Paisley this is my girlfriend, Amber. Amber, this is Paisley." I smiled and slightly waved at her. She glared at me. I stopped waving and looked down."Hey babe. So let's go get our seats." She said as she threw herself at him. He smiled awkwardly at me and said,"See you around, Paisley." I waved at him and went to the nearest seat in the gymnasium. The meeting was boring and all the principle did was make us do the pledge of allegiance, have a moment of silence, wished those who had a birthday over the weekend or on that day 'Happy Birthday', and talked about upcoming events. As soon as we were released, everyone dispersed and went on their way to their first class. I pulled the schedule out of my pocket. My first class was...Calculous?I sighed and walked to the room number that was on the paper. Room number 308. I was confused. I saw room 306 and room 307, but when I kept walking, the hallway ended. I saw the girl, Amber. I walked over to her and asked if she could help me. She looked me up and down and made a disgusted face.

She continued to glare at me. "Pictures last longer you know." I said. "Look you little bitch," she started," I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but you better stay the hell away from Gerard. Got it?" Gerard! That was his name! Just when she finished talking, Gerard came into view. "Hey Paisley! What's your first class?" He asked. "Calculous with Mr.Sharp?" I questioned. His face lit up. "I have that too! C'mon I'll show you where he is. See ya babe." He turned to Amber and gave her a kiss on the cheek.When Gerard wasn't looking, Amber looked at me as if to say,"He's mine and not going anywhere you little slut." I tried to ignore her.

Gerard led the way to Mr. Sharp's class. When we got there he said,"We don't have assigned seats so just choose where you want to sit." I looked around and saw that there were four rows. Each row had two desks. Everyone was sitting in the front and the middle. I decided to take a seat in the back. It was one of the last two seats.

Gerard's P.O.V

She sat down in the seat that I always sat in and I smiled. I sat in the seat next to her and smiled at her. She smiled back and slid her desk over, a little from mine. I was confused and I thought that I had done something wrong. Mr. Sharp told us to get out some paper because we were taking notes. I took out my notebook and Paisley did the same. We started writing what was on the board. I wrote a note and gave it to her.It's said:-Why did you slide away from me? Did I do something wrong?She wrote back with:-No you didn't do anything. I figured that since you have a girlfriend, she wouldn't want me to be all over you or whateverI read it and threw away the paper. Had she really felt that way? She was too nice. I sat back down and caught myself staring at her. I quickly snapped back to reality. I took out another piece of paper and each slide that I finished my notes, I'd draw a little. I ended up drawing a cartoon character that looked like a troll. Paisley peered over my arm. She brought our desks closer and she watched me draw. I was so focused on the troll I was drawing that I barely noticed our legs were touching. I finished it and got back to concentrating on the notes. I felt the paper that I drew the troll on slide out from under my arm. Paisley was drawing something on it. Curious, I looked over to see what it was. I had my head practically on her shoulder. She smelled so good. I saw that she was drawing a girl troll with long hair and eyelashes. I laughed to myself.This girl is something else.She finished and put her signature next to mine. Her hand movements were so swift and precise. I took the trolls and outlined them in light blue pen. Then, she took out a pack of sharpie pens and splayed them out. We colored our trolls with the pens and when we were done, we smiled at each other approvingly.

The bell rung and I quickly gathered my things. She did the same. We both walked out together with her, holding the picture we made and admiring our art work. We laughed as we talked about what their parents would look like or their children and what their pet would look like if they had one. I asked her what class she had next. She took out her schedule. "Next I have...art." She replied. "Me too." I told her. We walked to art class together and she walked in before me. I entered the room after waving to Amber, who was giggling on her way to her physical education class with a couple other girls. I started going toward the table I usually sat at and I saw her already sitting there, drawing with her headphones in her ears. The thought of her already sitting there and perfectly comfortable made me happy. Stop! You can't think like that! Your with Amber! I tried to constrict my thoughts as I sat down next to her. I unconsciously picked up her iPod and looked at what song she was listening to. It was 'Broken' by Seether. I changed her song to 'Through Glass' by Stone Sour. Her head snapped up. She saw it was me and she instantly relaxed."You scared the hell out of me." She tried to catch her breath."Sorry. I didn't mean to." I said. Mrs. Tillman walked inside the classroom and got everyone's attention. Paisley stopped drawing and looked at her."Alright everyone," She looked at Paisley."Oh! We have a new student. This is Paisley Harron. She moved her from California." Everyone glared at Paisley and she looked at little nervous and she was trembling. I put a hand on her shoulder to reassure her that everything was okay. I could feel the nerves leave her body and I took my hand off of her slowly. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. After introducing Paisley, Mrs.Tillman told us what we were going to do for the day. "Everyone get a partner. You are going to choose a facial feature and draw it from your partner." She said. We all must have looked confused because she kept speaking. "For example, say Rebecca is my partner," she pointed to a girl with light brown hair who was playing on her phone. "I choose to draw Rebecca's nose. So I concentrate on her nose and I draw the outline very lightly. Then, I find colors that match her skin tone and I try to match the highlights and shadows if her nose." Everyone nodded and started getting into partners. "Do you want to be partners?" I asked Paisley. "Sure." She replied happily. We went to go get a piece of paper that was on Mrs.Tillman's desk and we started working. Paisley chose to draw my eyes and I chose to do her lips. We started getting to work."Can you stay still for a moment. Just look at me." Paisley grabbed my shoulder to make sure I was being still and she stared deeply into my eyes. I stared at her lips. She took her hand off my shoulder and said,"Okay." I blinked several times. I looked down at my paper and looked back at her lips. I started sketching the outline.

Paisley's P.O.V

His eyes were so beautiful. They were a wonderful shade of hazel and his eyelashes were long and gave them a feminine quality. I watched him. His skilled hand ran across the paper, sketching the outline of my bottom lip. I shook my head and tried to concentrate on my task. I lightly made two circles. I sketched the eyelids and the general image of his eyes. After I finished sketching the basics, I started putting more detail. It was perfect. I picked out some colors after having a thorough look at his eyes, trying to determine what mix of colors they portrayed. I went back to my seat. Gerard grabbed my chin and and brought my face closer as he tilted me head up. He examined my lips for what seemed like forever. He ran a finger over them and said matter of fact,"Don't worry I'm just figuring out the texture." I blushed. When he released me, I returned to his eyes. First I filled in the colors of his actual eyes. Then, I used a white colored pencil to concentrate on the highlights in his eyes and skin. I then used pastel to make it look realistic. Lastly, I used charcoal for his pupils. I finished by putting my signature in the bottom right corner and I looked over to see how he was doing. He was almost finished too. He was going into intricate detail as he worked on my lips. Fifteen minutes after watching him, he finished and we raised our hands to get Mrs.Tillman's attention. She came over and took a look at our pieces. She looked at us with surprise and said,"This is wonderful. You guys have done an amazing job." She checked her watch. "Class is almost up so why don't you just clean up your station and hang out for a little bit." We nodded at her. We silently cleaned our station and put our drawings in a drawer that had Gerard's name on it."Cool. You have your own drawer?" I asked. "Yeah, everyone does, but there aren't anymore so I figured we could share." He smiled at me. I put my drawing in his drawer and something caught me eye. It was a cartoon drawing of...me?I picked it up and looked at it. It was so cute. "Awe, this is adorable!" I gushed. He looked nervous and his cheeks were turning red. "What?" I asked."You weren't meant to see that." He scratched the back of his head.I laughed and said,"Nonsense. I love it! Can I keep it?" He looked at me and smiled. "Yeah. Just let me..." He pulled out a pen and took the paper from me. He wrote his signature in the left hand corner and handed it back to me. I smiled and put it into one of the empty folders in my backpack.