I puffed my cheeks out at Thomas, and opened the door, only to find my beautiful model standing outside.

Rebel, as I often joked around, looked a lot like the R&B singer Rihanna. The dark skin, straight dark brown hair, and lovely frame. She was perfect in every way.

"Dearest, please come in." I smiled, opening the door wider so that she could come in.

"How am I posing this time? Clothes, underwear, naked?" Rebel asked being so blunt. I watched as Thomas turned to give me an incredulous look.

"Someday I'll draw you naked, today is not that day." I patted her arm.

"What you are wearing now is perfect. Leave the sunglasses, it completes the look." I helped her into the studio.

"The paint smell only gets stronger. You really need to air out this room sometime." Rebel complained.

"It will ruin my inspiration. Now stand still, the outline won't take long, then I'll let you go free." I called to her.

After about an hour, I finally finished my sketch, I snapped a quick pic and taped it to the back of the canvas. I now had to pick a medium. I work great with acrylic, but oil is nice too… Ugh this was the hard part.

"Let me make you guys something to eat. Hope you don't mind sandwiches!" Thomas called to us from the hall. By the time I had turned around, he was gone.

"Who was that?" Rebel called with given surprise.

"My new roommate, Thomas McCallister, surely you remember him, you know from English?" I asked standing up and stretching. She walked over to me, searched, and grabbed my shoulder.

"Spill!" She screeched.

"Well, he approached me about the open room, I offered him the key, which he took. Since then he's kissed my cheek, and we've had movie night. That's it."

"Really? That's all?" Rebel asked dubiously.

"Oh, that and the fact that we've admitted our feelings for each other." Thomas answered from the doorway.

"I hope you don't mind peanut butter…" He muttered handing Rebel the sandwich.

"And where was this information Atlin?" She asked taking a bite from her food.

"That just happened, forgive me for trying to figure things out first." I grumbled, taking the plate from Thomas, who once again winked at me. I, being the mature kindergartener I am, stuck my tongue out.

"This guy sounds great!" Rebel squealed. I groaned as I led my model into the living room, helping her into the mint blue armchair.

"Okay Benji, I want you to know, that my roommate Michelle has been asking about you a lot lately. She wants to know when she can model for you." Rebel commented after taking a bite of her sandwich.

"Oh, bring her by next week, and I'll try to work with her." I placed my plate down on the coffee table.

"Thanks B, I'll let her know you said yes." Rebel said with a huge smile. Again the sandwich was placed onto my lap, the look on Thomas's face said eat. I looked at the sandwich that only had a single bite mark, and felt repulsed by the idea of eating.

"I have a question," Thomas said leaning onto his knees.

"Shoot!" Rebel turned, giving the male her full attention.

"What's Benji's aversion to eating?" He asked glaring at me. I just puffed out my cheeks.

"He's an artist, they all have some kind of quirk. Just be thankful he doesn't smoke, or you know do some other thing that is terrible." Rebel replied, trying to stand up for me.

"Yeah, at least I don't kill people." I joked, knowing full well that that was my sin.

"No babe, I know you could never do something like that, but not eating is hurting you." Thomas said cupping my face.

"That could also be the main reason for your growth stunt." Rebel added, commenting on my short height.

"Oh yes, because this sandwich is the medium between my small height and being as tall as you." I smarted off to my blind model, who only rolled her milky eyes.

"I think you're the perfect height, I just want you to eat regular meals from time to time." The FBI intern kissed my forehead.

"OH! I heard that!" Rebel once again squealed.

"Get out, beautiful, or you'll hear worse." Thomas chuckled deep from his chest.

"Is that a promise?" Rebel joked back.

"I can't listen to this anymore!" I covered my ears, trying my hardest to tune them out.