120th Reviewer: Insecure-Invisible-Shy-Lonely
I've gotten so far...I really don't know how I'll wrap this up or even really end it. I wanna make drawings for this to show you (on DA) but I'm not too sure how. (LOL, my drawing skills suck anyways.) And my other story...yeesh, that's going nowhere fast. Anyway! New chapter! Sorry for the long wait.
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Looking at all the drawings, I knew no matter how hard I tried I could never put down Max's real smile on paper. It was all Max and herself that made it all so beautiful. I could only try to project it on the paper with any hope of it being beautiful at all. The Max I drew to the Max I knew were completely different yet so alike at the same time. I couldn't create her the way I wanted to on the paper and she would always amaze me again and again with a simple smile or a cheerful word.
"Oh, Max," I muttered as I taped up another drawing. "You're just...amazing is all."
Her expressions - from stormy to teasing - were all so...so Max! I've never been so taken by someone like her. Max has this buzzing attraction that pulls me towards her. Every single word from her mouth is like a part of a song that flows along gently in the wind, leading to me yearning to hear more. I find her beautiful. Strong, brave, annoying, beautiful...there's just too much to say when it comes to Max.
"Hey! Fang!" The door bounced open. "Come on, let's go! The fair's opening...today..."
I smoothed another picture over before turning. "Hey, Sam."
His eyes widened in surprise as he came in for a closer inspection of the pictures. He took a long look, analyzing every little detail in the photo. I stepped back, unsure of what to do. Sam straightened up and looked at me. "Who's this?"
"A friend," I answered, somehow reluctant to share.
"Wow," Sam clapped me on the shoulder. "She's pretty cute. You two like each other?"
I heated but kept my cool. "I dunno."
"How can you not know?" Sam laughed. "What? She have a boyfriend or something?"
"I just...I don't know," I grabbed my jacket and my bag of art supplies. "Let's go."
"Yes, sir!" Sam started talking as we went out the door.
I took one last look at the room before exiting. I still had one picture folded away that would only be known to my eyes and my eyes only. Still...the image of her was burned into the back of my eyelids so no matter what, I would never forget what she looked like.
"Dude, coming?"
I shut the door and locked it, the small shed resounded with a small click. It was a little ways from the house but just the right size for me to call it my studio. I turned and hopped off the small steps.
"Yeah."
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[A/N] Hallo, danke Für das Lesen meiner Geschichte! Anywho, I shall speak English since I'm silly XD [Bitte!] Read again, will you?
Hallo Kel! Ich reite und lese gern auch! Ich habe lange schwarz Haare und braune augen. Ich habe eine Katze heisse Roo. Und du?
(I'm still brand new to German so I'm not even sure it's all correct σ(^_^;)
Tschüs,
~kitana411