Damon's small smile grew and he held out his notebook, walking alongside her and waiting for her reaction. Sharing artwork wasn't something he did often, but maybe she would know the girl on the motorcycle. "What do you think?" He asked gently, looking around the hallway for something that would even resemble a biology classroom. This school was confusing to him..especially on his first day here.
She looked at it with a confused look at first then she looked up at him with big eyes to match her white smile.
“You drew me!?” She laughed “How come?” She tilted her head towards him before looking back down at the sketchbook, obviously admiring his work and talent.
She was always so captivated by artists. She wished she could be one too, but that wasn’t really her style. She liked doodling flowers and such on herself, but nothing more than that. A few small daisies inked on her arm and down to her hand on her left side. She handed him the drawing back carefully.
"Wait, that's you?" He asked, pointing to the drawing and seeming shocked though excited, "I didn't know who it was, I was hoping you could tell me who it was but I guess that problem has been solved." Now that she had told him that it was her, he did see the connection in the picture to her. Gently, he took the notebook back and smiled at his new friend, "It was really cool how all of your stuff matched, I would never be able to get a whole set of things that matched like that."
"well I'm flattered that you would draw me" she smiled, putting her hands confidently on her hips "I bet I looked super badbass Huh? " her smile beamed. Badbass was a word using to substitute "bad ass" but she never liked to curse, unlike her big brother who flips someone off just for looking at him the wrong way.
She looked up at him happily, "what's even more amazing though, is that you just drew that from memory and it matched! You can even see the detailed frills of my skirt! That's so cool! Do you sell your art? I bet it would make good bucks!"
Damon laughed and shrugged, "You did look really confident and awesome, and no I've never sold my art..no one has ever really seen it or if they have they're really not interested." He hadn't really watched how much detail he had put into the drawing, mostly just copying it down from his head and so her compliment on the detail gave him a rush of happiness. The more he looked at it after the compliment, the more detail he realized he had actually put in and how good it looked.
She smiled with a small blush when he complimented her on how she looked, but she quickly got distracted by his other words.
"well my brothers an artist and I know it's quite annoying when people ask you to draw something for them. So I can see how you wouldn't want to sell your work, drawing for a whole bunch of people." she says skipping alongside him as they walked down the hallway. She didn't have any way to make money other than working at the ice skating rink nearby and the little smoothie shack in the summer. Anyone who lives in this town would have seen her if not at the rink then definitely at the smoothie shack with her bright smile.
"Yeah, the most annoying thing is when they want to just have you draw without having to pay. That's one of the main reasons I don't sell my work." He explained, folding the notebook closed and smiling at CC, "Is your brother's artwork any good? How old is he?" Damon knew he was probably asking too many questions, but he was curious, and would definitely not push it if she didn't answer.
She smiled when she mentioned her brother. "oh he's only a year older than me" she smiled "he goes here. You should be able to see him. Well if he's not skipping class that is" she laughed a little before looking around for him. But with no luck she turned back to Damon.
"welp " she shrugged "I guess he probably is. Anyway, he's an amazing artist! He draws and paints digitally and gets no sleep ever" she says turning the corner "he sells his work. Since he can make copies digitally, he's always afraid of copywriters though" she shook her head. "Do you ever see yourself selling your art? "
He nodded, listening without interrupting as she talked until she finished, "I mean, I'm not sure, first I would have to find people who would be willing to buy it, but maybe I could see myself seeing my art in the future." To be honest, he didn't see himself selling it for years though, figuring he would have to find some way to gain some traction and find a way for people to notice his art first before selling it. That would be the toughest part for him.
She stopped and looked up to him, holding a small finger up gesutering him to wait. She then got her wallet and pulled out a dollar, a quarter and a nickle, handing it to him. "would this be enough for you to draw me something?" she smiled sweetly up at him. "sorry, I don't have much money right now." she let out a small little nervous laugh as she held out the crinkled up dollar and the shiny coins to him
Damon seemed shocked at her holding money out to him, though he nodded and recovered quickly with a smile, "That's more than enough, and you can keep the change, a dollar is good. What do you want me to draw?" He swept a strand of hair out of his face before taking the dollar and folding her hand back around the coins. CC clearly didn't have much money, and he felt bad even taking the money he did, even though he was in the same boat with not having much money at the moment.
Her smile grew when he took the dollar. She was already so afraid she had scared him off with her peppiness and bubbly personality. Was she being annoying? Was he just putting up with her? No… surely not right?
Many people have done that with her so many times. Their feet always pointed away from the girl as she spoke, trying to befriend them. Never starting a conversation and always doing something with their hands, trying to get away as they never made eye contact.
But he was different (said every girl ever XD)
He didnt seem like he wanted to leave her. He was being sweeter than a lot of people were to her.
She snapped out of her thoughts when he spoke once more. Tapping her finger on her pink tinted bottom lip as she thought about it, transferring her weight from one side to the other before she looked back up at him.
“Surprise me! Something pretty. No scary or sad things.” She smiled up at him.
(XD the most repeated lie in romance, 'they're different!')
"Well, at least narrow it down slightly, a person or thing? Or a landscape?" He asked, tucking the dollar into his pocket and letting his imagination go. Having free reign of what to draw was something he enjoyed, since it's what he usually did, but this time he didn't want to get it wrong. Damon was almost nervous to draw for her, seeing as he wanted to make a good impression, and drawing something that she wouldn't like wasn't going to help his case…or his slight crush on her that he was slowly realizing he had.
Her big eyes turned up to the schools ceiling then to the window that lined the halls.
“A landscape.” She nodded. “I dont have any specific thing in mind. But…oh i love flowers!” She beamed up at him with a small bounce as she stopped. This girl seemed as if she had filled every ounce of blood in her tiny little body with caffeine. Or drugs if your mind went there.
But no, she was just normally like this, though her hands weren’t very shaky.
“If thats too much, thats fine. You could do a little flower. That’d be cute” she laughed at her own little thoughts. She was too dense for her own good, not realizing her own feelings. Talking to him made her happy and she didnt want the bell to ring so they would have to part ways.
Damon nodded, laughing and thinking for a moment, "Any flowers in particular?" He had an idea of what he wanted to draw, but he wanted to know her favorite flowers so he could get it just right. The bell rang right after he asked, and he sighed, waving to her and starting towards his class, calling at her, "Tell me at lunch, see ya!"
The bell. Hurt her ear a little bit, not not enough to where she would wince as she used to. "oh.. Okay! " she smiled "see Ya!" she stood on her tipsy toes and waved to him before she herself needed to get to class. Once she couldn't see him anymore she thought about it for a second before someone bumping into her, almost knocking her over. "watch where you're going freak" they scowled at her when they walked away. She sighed, tucking strands of hair behind her ear and making her way to class, hoping Damon hadn't seen from the window in the door.
Soon she made her way into class and sat down near the front with a smile, hoping no one would come up. And talk to her. Not right now. She was trying to think…
(do we want to skip?)
(Sure, to lunch?)
(yeah I assume so.)
When the bell finally rang to signify that class was over, Damon was the first one out the door, wanting enough time to find his way through the mess of halls and to the lunchroom so he could also talk to CC. He had started on his drawing for her during that hour, but it was mostly a sketch at this point, with only the bare pencil lines on the page. There was a slight smile on his face as he finally found where to go and found a table to sit at. Thankfully he had brought his own lunch, and as he pulled it out and started eating, he occasionally scanned the room for CC.
The tiny white haired girl slipped into the lunch room and scanned the whole room for her friend. Which was rather hard being 5 feet 3 inches. But her white hair made her stand out quite a bit so nobody could really miss her.
She walked around the edges, not really wanting to eat today. She was too excited. Plus she had stuffed herself full of gummy bears secretly during class.
Soon she saw the boy sitting alone at the table near the edge and her being her bubbly self skipped over to him and slid into the spot in front of him, leaning over to him with a bright smile. "Hey friend!" her storm creamy eyes beamed at him.
When she slid in front of him he smiled, waving in return since his mouth was crammed with part of his sandwich. "Hi again." He finally said once he finished his bite, wasting no time on his next question, "Did you think about your favorite flower?"
“Yep!” She nodded gleefully “daisies and sunflowers. And i really love baby blue” she says pulling her hair over her shoulder, sitting down with a small bounce to her whole demeanor.
“Is that alright? Those are just random things, you dont have to use all of those” she smiled
Before he forgot, he quickly pulled a pen from his backpack and wrote down what she had said on his arm. "Anything else you want me to add?" He asked nicely, knowing exactly how he could incorporate all three things she had listed into his drawing for her.
“Hm…. no i dont think so” she tapped her bottom lip trying to think, though coming up with nothing.
Turning her head back to him with a little shrug she smiled at him. “I’m excited to see what you make!”