Cordelia pushed her glasses back up her nose as they fell for the hundredth time. She had been in the library for a few hours already trying to prepare herself for her finals the next week. She checked her watch and groaned. There was still about three hours until her next class and she had promised herself that she would study until then.

About half an hour later, she sat back on the small couch that she had found in a more secluded area of the library and sighed out. She propped her legs up along the couch and brought her text book into her lap. She read for a few more minutes before feeling her eyes start to droop. She shook her head to wake herself up and shifted slightly before making another note.

A few moments later, she gave up and set an alarm on her phone before settling into the couch and closing her eyes.

oooOOooOOooo

Misty made her way through the library looking for anything of any interest that might make for an okay still life for an upcoming project. She sighed when nothing caught her eyes and headed farther into the science side of the library hoping that something molecular might catch her eyes or something. Those were always fun to recreate in her own style.

Misty stumbled as she wondered up on a girl who had obviously been studying. She was laid along the couch with her text book still open in her lap and her arm thrown across it while the other had been apparently combing through her hair when she'd succumbed to sleep and was just slightly pushed into blonde strands.

Black glasses were laid on top of her book and her bookbag was sat in the floor next to her while pens spilled out on the floor. The wild blonde bit her lip before pulling a chair over quietly and taking a seat in it. She crossed her legs before opening her sketch book and looking back to the girl.

Misty set to sketching the beautiful girl before her and had looked down to add more detail. When she looked back up, brown eyes were staring at her curiously and she jumped slightly at the sight. Misty swallowed nervously as the girl looked at her before shifting her gaze to the sketchpad in the girl's lap.

"Are you drawing me?" Misty glanced down at her lap and bit her lip. She looked back up and nodded. The wild blonde watched the girl wrinkle her nose up for a moment, "Just make sure you get my good side okay?" Misty watched her sink back into her earlier sleeping position and gaped for a moment.

"I didn't think ya had a bad side," Cordelia glanced back over to her and smirked slightly, "Sorry, I would've asked but ya were sleepin' and I needed inspiration," She then gestured towards Cordelia, "And low and behold: inspiration," Cordelia giggled lightly at that and Misty bit her lip as she grinned, "I'm finished by the way. Ya don't have ta keep lyin' there like that for me," Cordelia sat up slowly and planted her feet on the ground as she looked at the girl.

"Can I see it?" Misty blushed and Cordelia just stared at her, "It is me," Misty finally nodded and handed the sketchbook over. The girl had not only captured Cordelia's face, but also her body and the angle at which she was sleeping. The couch was drawn to perfection and her bookbag along with all of her pens were even thrown in there, "Wow."

"Yeah, you're really pretty," Misty blushed as she said so but didn't look away from the girl.

"I meant your drawing skills but thank you," Misty blushed harder and accepted her sketchbook back when it was held out to her, "What's that for?"

"Congratulations, you're my still life final project," Cordelia grinned softly at her, "It's needs a title," Cordelia nodded, "What's your name?"

"Cordelia," Misty grinned and scrawled it at the top of her sketch. Cordelia reached for the book again, "I have a title?" Misty nodded and handed it to her. Cordelia picked up a pencil and wrote something in the margins. She then handed the book back to Misty as she grabbed her things and stood, "Call me."

Misty looked down to see the girl's number written elegantly in the margins of her sketch and thought her heart was going to beat out of her chest.