Painting the Stars
Chapter one: Alone in my Room
I guess it's time I ask myself the big question…what makes a better lover? Someone like me in every single way? Or someone who is like me but completely different at the same time…
Damn…
Who thought that making such a simple decision as taking music and painting class would bring me to this fork in the road…?
You have no fucking clue what I'm talking about do you? Okay, a couple days ago I signed up for two classes, out of boredom, Music and Painting at my local community college while still being in high School. The first day of painting was when all hell broke loose. I met Sasuke, a jackass and an ice princess. He did nothing the first day but make rude comments at everyone and made me feel like a complete beginner, which I was! The only thing that really bothered me was when we began painting our first assignment he became Mr. Helpful and went as far as guiding my hand-How embarrassing!
The next day I had music class, we had to bring out own instruments. I brought old' Crimson. My dad's old guitar. As soon as I walked in the door I had an eraser drop on my head. I would have let it go if there wasn't only ONE person in the class since I was early. I glared at him and he gave me this cheesy grin and I knew I couldn't be mad at him. He introduced himself as Kiba. While we waited for the instructor and other students he pulled out his portable DVD player and started playing Invader Zim, my favorite show EVER! From that moment on, I knew we would be good friends.
BAH! This isn't explaining anything at all is it? Let's just do a flash back thing…
(Hah! I know stopping it here will annoy some of you but I thought it would be a good place to stop. If you want to see this go farther Review or else I'll just let it sit and collect dust.)
Your truly LightSoul
Btw, this was in Naruto's POW if you couldn't guess.