Pony was definitely into art and stuff that includes it, but he could never do it himself.

Anytime he’d get the rush of adrenaline he’d pick up a pencil and realize he’s just drawn a stick figure in an odd position.

You on the other hand, you could pick up and pencil and just do it. Not even looking at reference.

He was also a pretty tough looking dude. A greaser most people would shout at him. So, him being into reading, writing, and art was unfathomable.

What he has towards you was definitely not jealousy, no not at all. It was admiration. Pure admiration.

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During history, you were sketching on your learning guide. You’d call it a doodle. Pony, who was your desk partner, would call it art that belonged in a museum.