Disclaimer: I do not own anything. I'm just fooling around. Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and its characters.
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Green, electric eyes. Overgrown copper strands obstructing his view. Sharp, angular jaw; masculine. Boyish grin as he takes me in; his new companion.
I don't know why, but I flush rose and he chuckles with glinting greens. "So, what'd you do?" His voice is knowing, and I feel shy. "I drew on the wall behind the cafeteria," I say while avoiding his curious gaze.
He laughs, shakes his head of bronze, and doesn't say another word to me for the rest of the day.