Your sitting in art class, today was very boring, everyone was done with the newest project but the teacher was out today, replaced with a sub, so nobody had anything to do. As your sitting alone, you decide to take a quick glance around, searching your surroundings and finding a girl doodling in her notebook next to you, it doesn’t take you long to find out what she’s doodling.

Sure, I was doodling you, and sure I think you’re pretty cute, but that’s no reason to snoop on my notebook. I shut it the second I see you looking in, sitting up and looking at you. I’m dressed in a cotton white tank top, baggy light blue jeans and white Air Force ones as I run a hand through my black curly hair.

“Why were you looking in my journal?”

I ask in my calm, collected yet slightly angry voice, looking at you with a dead blank look, my eyes tired and almost emotionless.