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Haruka took the seat across from mine, and I decided to stare at the table once more. The teacher continued on with class.
"Everyone, take out a piece of paper. We're gonna have a little game!" The class groaned. The teacher had an evil glint in her eye. "I have a basket full of little pieces of paper with your names on it. I'm going to give one to every single person in this room, and you will have to draw that person. If you get yourself, please tell me and take another piece of paper out. After fifteen minutes, I'll collect your drawings and the class will guess who is the person drawn on each paper. When that is done, you will go to the person that you drew and ask them for any suggestions on how you can improve. Those are my directions. I will not repeat them. You may start now." The class was silent as everyone picked a name from the basket. I picked mine, and opened it. Oh no, not him. God… I can't draw him! Crap. On the paper was neatly written Haruka. The fifteen minutes started, and I looked at him. Roman face… clear, crisp eyes… URGH, HE IS HARD TO DRAW! I almost banged my hand on the table. I threw away the paper and tried again. And again. And again. I wanted that laughter to be in his eyes… the crinkles at the corners to be there when he smiles... yes… Yes… YES! I GOT IT! I GOT IT! I could feel the contours of his face in my hands. Ok, stop it now Michiru, you're scaring me! The fifteen minutes were up. I handed my picture in to the teacher and sat down.
"Alright class, now we can start guessing. I hope you did all of your drawings in black and white pen, or it's disqualified. The color will give it away. Now… the first drawing…" The class started shouting out guesses.
"Harry! Brad! Alex!"
"Yes, alex is correct. Now look at this one."
"Martha!"
"Very good, class. Now the next one… oh, well this one is easy enough!" I gasped when I saw the drawing. It was of me. The facial structure wasn't that good, but the amount of time the drawer put into my hair and eyes gave it an incredible texture that only I could match. My mouth was curled up into a genuine smile. Who could have drawn that? I thought.
"It's Michiru!" All the guys sang in union. Then the teacher held up mine. Everyone ooohed and aahhhhed.
"Haruka!!!!!!" All the girls squealed. Another one was held up.
"Brad!" I yelled out. The teacher smiled and nodded. Then she held the last one up.
"Martha!" The class yelled. The teacher loved her job. She clapped her hands five times to make us quiet down, and told us to go to the person we drew. I looked around the room for him. Where was he- eeeks!!! Someone touched me lightly on my shoulder and I turned around quickly.
"H-haruka! I was just looking for you." I smiled. He seemed to be studying my hands. I was puzzled. I motioned him to sit down, and we got back our pictures that we drew. He finally spoke.
"You are an excellent drawer."
"Thank you. I must say, your drawing was quite good too… better than I expected." We nodded at eachother and became silent.
"There are some problems though." I continued.
"What problems?" Haruka looked up, annoyed. I loved that look.
"Actually, lots and lots of problems." I winked. Haruka glared back.
"Look, I'll show you." I took his paper of me. Haruka got out of his chair and stood behind me. His movements were lithe and graceful, something most men didn't have… it seemed to attract me though. I was distracted by my thoughts and went back to the paper. "The facial structure is all wrong. You see, some people have oval faces, some people have round faces. You must look for these things. Your face would be… more square. Man-like. My face would be more of the feminine type… oval." I took out a piece of paper and drew a perfect oval on it. Then I started shaping it with my charcoal, and I finally got the perfect facial structure. Haruka was silent. "You did a good job on the eyes and hair… seems like you took a lot of time on that." I took a deep breath. "Now on to the lips. You did it all wrong." I smiled back up to him. "The teeth are in porportion, but the mouth is wayyy too small. Only goddesses have really really small mouths like that." I laughed. Haruka seemed as if he were going to argue, but then kept his mouth shut. "Also, the lips are too big in porportion. How do I say this???" I frowned. "The lips are too big in porportion to my face." I drew an oval on my paper for the mouth and started curving and and then I made it smile. Haruka was still silent. I continued. "The lips are of the wrong shape… totally! Some people have really full lips… how do you say… kissable. Other people have more thin lips. You made me have the really full kind. Do you really think that is how they are?" I turned around. "Look at my lips and tell me whether they are full or thin." I saw Haruka gulp and then look at my lips. This was so uncomfortable, but he had to learn it right. I knew what he had done. He had drawn me as he would have IMAGINED me, not the way I actually look. I was pretty gorgeous normally, but this guy made everything look alien. The eyes were too big, the hair was fine… but really- I looked like some anime character! *hehe ^^* Haruka averted his eyes. "Well?" I asked.
"They're mostly thin." Haruka answered.
"Mostly?" I questioned.
"They are full in one aspect."
"In what aspect?"
"They are… kissable." With that the bell rang. The teacher yelled out that this was a huge project and that it was due in a month. We had to work with the person we drew and turn in a huge portrait at the end of the quarter. I stared at Haruka. Did I hear him say… that my lips were kissable? Oh lord oh lord, now I am hallucinating. I saw Haruka leaving and yelled to him that I'll meet him after school about the project. He nodded and left. Brad came up to me and looked really mad.
"What's up, hon?" I frowned.
"You like him, don't you." Brad was hurt, really bad.
"Brad… I-"
"Just… don't talk to me. I need to be alone." He looked as if he was going to fall apart.
"Brad… wait! Brad!" I yelled.
But he was already gone.
Haruka took the seat across from mine, and I decided to stare at the table once more. The teacher continued on with class.
"Everyone, take out a piece of paper. We're gonna have a little game!" The class groaned. The teacher had an evil glint in her eye. "I have a basket full of little pieces of paper with your names on it. I'm going to give one to every single person in this room, and you will have to draw that person. If you get yourself, please tell me and take another piece of paper out. After fifteen minutes, I'll collect your drawings and the class will guess who is the person drawn on each paper. When that is done, you will go to the person that you drew and ask them for any suggestions on how you can improve. Those are my directions. I will not repeat them. You may start now." The class was silent as everyone picked a name from the basket. I picked mine, and opened it. Oh no, not him. God… I can't draw him! Crap. On the paper was neatly written Haruka. The fifteen minutes started, and I looked at him. Roman face… clear, crisp eyes… URGH, HE IS HARD TO DRAW! I almost banged my hand on the table. I threw away the paper and tried again. And again. And again. I wanted that laughter to be in his eyes… the crinkles at the corners to be there when he smiles... yes… Yes… YES! I GOT IT! I GOT IT! I could feel the contours of his face in my hands. Ok, stop it now Michiru, you're scaring me! The fifteen minutes were up. I handed my picture in to the teacher and sat down.
"Alright class, now we can start guessing. I hope you did all of your drawings in black and white pen, or it's disqualified. The color will give it away. Now… the first drawing…" The class started shouting out guesses.
"Harry! Brad! Alex!"
"Yes, alex is correct. Now look at this one."
"Martha!"
"Very good, class. Now the next one… oh, well this one is easy enough!" I gasped when I saw the drawing. It was of me. The facial structure wasn't that good, but the amount of time the drawer put into my hair and eyes gave it an incredible texture that only I could match. My mouth was curled up into a genuine smile. Who could have drawn that? I thought.
"It's Michiru!" All the guys sang in union. Then the teacher held up mine. Everyone ooohed and aahhhhed.
"Haruka!!!!!!" All the girls squealed. Another one was held up.
"Brad!" I yelled out. The teacher smiled and nodded. Then she held the last one up.
"Martha!" The class yelled. The teacher loved her job. She clapped her hands five times to make us quiet down, and told us to go to the person we drew. I looked around the room for him. Where was he- eeeks!!! Someone touched me lightly on my shoulder and I turned around quickly.
"H-haruka! I was just looking for you." I smiled. He seemed to be studying my hands. I was puzzled. I motioned him to sit down, and we got back our pictures that we drew. He finally spoke.
"You are an excellent drawer."
"Thank you. I must say, your drawing was quite good too… better than I expected." We nodded at eachother and became silent.
"There are some problems though." I continued.
"What problems?" Haruka looked up, annoyed. I loved that look.
"Actually, lots and lots of problems." I winked. Haruka glared back.
"Look, I'll show you." I took his paper of me. Haruka got out of his chair and stood behind me. His movements were lithe and graceful, something most men didn't have… it seemed to attract me though. I was distracted by my thoughts and went back to the paper. "The facial structure is all wrong. You see, some people have oval faces, some people have round faces. You must look for these things. Your face would be… more square. Man-like. My face would be more of the feminine type… oval." I took out a piece of paper and drew a perfect oval on it. Then I started shaping it with my charcoal, and I finally got the perfect facial structure. Haruka was silent. "You did a good job on the eyes and hair… seems like you took a lot of time on that." I took a deep breath. "Now on to the lips. You did it all wrong." I smiled back up to him. "The teeth are in porportion, but the mouth is wayyy too small. Only goddesses have really really small mouths like that." I laughed. Haruka seemed as if he were going to argue, but then kept his mouth shut. "Also, the lips are too big in porportion. How do I say this???" I frowned. "The lips are too big in porportion to my face." I drew an oval on my paper for the mouth and started curving and and then I made it smile. Haruka was still silent. I continued. "The lips are of the wrong shape… totally! Some people have really full lips… how do you say… kissable. Other people have more thin lips. You made me have the really full kind. Do you really think that is how they are?" I turned around. "Look at my lips and tell me whether they are full or thin." I saw Haruka gulp and then look at my lips. This was so uncomfortable, but he had to learn it right. I knew what he had done. He had drawn me as he would have IMAGINED me, not the way I actually look. I was pretty gorgeous normally, but this guy made everything look alien. The eyes were too big, the hair was fine… but really- I looked like some anime character! *hehe ^^* Haruka averted his eyes. "Well?" I asked.
"They're mostly thin." Haruka answered.
"Mostly?" I questioned.
"They are full in one aspect."
"In what aspect?"
"They are… kissable." With that the bell rang. The teacher yelled out that this was a huge project and that it was due in a month. We had to work with the person we drew and turn in a huge portrait at the end of the quarter. I stared at Haruka. Did I hear him say… that my lips were kissable? Oh lord oh lord, now I am hallucinating. I saw Haruka leaving and yelled to him that I'll meet him after school about the project. He nodded and left. Brad came up to me and looked really mad.
"What's up, hon?" I frowned.
"You like him, don't you." Brad was hurt, really bad.
"Brad… I-"
"Just… don't talk to me. I need to be alone." He looked as if he was going to fall apart.
"Brad… wait! Brad!" I yelled.
But he was already gone.