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Luna looked at him "When I say "all over you" that means they would demand pictures, autographs, clothes, hair, etc... and you get used to it after a while"
 
He smiled a little. "The pictures, autographs and stuff I can handle. The hair and clothes...you mean someone is gonna strip me down and steal my hair?" He leaned over to kiss her.
 
NEXT DAY​


Owen woke up early in the next morning alone in his own room. His hand smacked his alarm clock with a groan. He rubbed his eyes before sliding his hand through his hair as he got out of bed. He made his way to the shower after stripping from his shorts. He let the hot water spray over his body waking him up.

Climbing out of the shower he wrapped the towel around him. His new year was starting off great...Hopefully things would get better. After heading to his room and putting on a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt he sat on his bed to tie his shoes. He figured he would grab some breakfast at the cafeteria before heading to his first class. He grabbed his schedule on his desk and his bag heading out of his room.

He walked quietly with his head down through the halls of the dorms.
 
Willow had just got done with her shower and was in her room changing into anther pair of overalls with a light purple fuzzy sweater underth. she held her books in one for like four classes. she was holding a bag over her shoulder that had three books in it for her first three classes. She ignored all the laughing at the sight of her carring all those books. she made it to her first class and it was Art.
 
Mikhail woke up when his alarm went off. He practically threw it before he managed to get out of bed. Getting dressed, he grabbed his bags and went out the door. He had Science class, Chemistry more like it.
 
Danny woke up and got his books and laptop in his bag. Thinking about carrying the heaviest book he has MATH. whish wasn't that bad as he like the subject. He took a shower got dress and then went to class. When he got there he looked to see if he saw anyone he knew already but didn't really see anyone and sat down in the middle of the classroom
 
The constant ringing of the alarm clock by his ear only irritated Dom so much that he groggily managed to throw it into the bin by the door. His roommate was still asleep in her bed on the other side of the room and she only stirred after hearing the alarm clock. He really did not want to be bombarded with her worried behaviour right now, she honestly spent too much time worrying about him. He got off the bed and walked into the bathroom, wearing his knee-high shorts and white vest. He splashed some water onto his face and got to rigorously brushing his teeth.

Once he was done and out of the bathroom, he got dressed. He changed his shorts for jeans and his white vest for a white shirt, topping it off with his adored long coat. He then readied his bag for class with as much enthusiasm as he could conjure while still tired from sleep. He slung the backpack over one of his shoulders and headed towards Art class which was then followed by English Literature. He took subjects that concentrated on his talents, which was either drawing at a rather amateur level, writing fiction or writing poetry. He wasn't too concerned with the sciences, unlike most people. He kept his head level while he made his way through the hallways, not bothering to even smile at the people who looked at him.

Once at the class, he walked in and took his seat towards the far left-hand side of the room, as close to the window as he could get. So that if he could at least get something of a view when he got bored. He took out his notebook from his bag and flicked through the pages of various sketches and scribblings.
 
Willow got to art class and saw Dom but did not even wave at him. she took a seat in the back of the class and took out her note book. she had Math after this and she knew she was going to get all her work done then start helping others in the class. She was okay at art not really one of her strong points but she did make a b in this class. She made a A in math . After math she had computer class then off to English class then to Science class then off to history class and then P.E.
 
He wasn't too interested in the class since the teacher bored him to death, he preferred to just draw doodles all over the page in his notebook. He decided to draw an old friend of his, someone that was very dear to him but who had left. He remembered her exactly and because they had been so close, he spent more time and effort into perfecting the drawing than his other sketches. Once he was done, he picked up a colouring pencil and shaded in the eyes only, just to give them some life. He put the pencil back into its place and stared at the drawing.

He was snapped out of his trance when the teacher yelled, telling us to get into pairs. Dom remained in his seat, he didn't bother moving. It wasn't like he wanted people to sit next to him.
 
Willow sighed and saw that no one was picking dom ether cause he stayed there or cause they just was being mean . She had no friends and seemed people did not need her help in this class or could get it from friends . She walked over to Dom and before she sat down she asked him "would you mind if i be your partner or did you not want one i can work alone if i have to".
 
While the class changed places, Dom stayed in his seat before he felt someone's presence near him. He looked upon the face of one of the girls from the party last night. He heard her question and nodded, moving his stuff to his side of the desk.
"Go ahead." He said, returning to his detailed sketch, using his pencil to sharpen his portrait's features.
He was spending too much time on the sketch to hear the teacher tell them their assignments. After a couple of classes with this teacher, he had learned not to pay attention during these classes. At the moment, he preferred his English classes.
 
He was in some what of a dase with what was going on he wanted to get to know people but for the most part they have already broken into qroups already leaving him with either nerd or geek as a label.
 
Willow put her stuff on part of his desk and grabbed a chair and sat down. she listened to the teacher tell them their assignment then she blushed she was suppose to draw her partner and like wise. She did not say a word as she got out her notebook for drawing people and prayed it came out right. she could not draw people to save her life animals she was good like escepisley cats. she started doing the outline that was the easy part it was putting in his eyes and the rest that was the hard part.
 
Dom's head was leaning over the desk as he continued to refine the sketch in his notebook. If anyone was watching him, they would've sensed by the amount of time he was putting into it, that it meant a lot to him. The girl he drew meant a lot to him and he couldn't just let her fade. His sketches of her weren't good enough, nothing anyone could draw would be able to do her beauty any justice. He lived in the past because that's where he was comfortable. The present was too dramatic, too complex and too boring, he needed something simpler.
 
Willow was not paying any attation her mind was on her drawing . She kept redoing the poor guys eyes stopping every now and then to get a good look at them. she then manged to get them half way right then went to work on the nose. she got that close as well. she did not do so bad on the lips. She was working on his ears and sighed as she was having to yet redo those over and over again to get them to look like his ears. She did not stop to ask but stood up and walked around him looking at all angles of his face and body trying to figure out a way to get it as close as possible before tossing the book on the floor and say to hell with it.
 
The only thing that yanked Dom out of his trance was hearing a loud noise right by him. He looked up to see his partner standing in front of him and then he looked down at the floor to see what she had dropped. He bent down and picked up her notebook, analyzing her drawing of him.
"You were off to a good start, don't know why you gave up." He said, holding the notebook out for her. "So we're supposed to draw each other?" He asked.
 
Willow took the note book and sat back down and said "yea we are suppose to but i hate drawing people iam more of a cat girl myself i draw cats more and animals cause i can draw them". she worked on the ears a bit to hide her blushing at his comment she was a geek and a nerd not an airtist well sort of anyway .
 
He listened to her speaking even though he wasn't actually looking at her.
"Don't put yourself down just yet, no one said that you were bad at drawing people. From what I've seen, I'm surprised you even think that you can't draw people." He spoke, still fixated on his own sketch.
The teacher still hadn't bothered to tell him to draw his partner, not that he was refusing. He just didn't like this part of his day, he can't stay focused during it.
 
Owen had Math first and he moved into the room. He saw Danny sitting in the middle and he kind of smiled a bit. The middle was perfect for him. He hated the front and the back. He moved to sit next to him. "Hey man how's it going? Have fun at the party last night?" Owen looked at him then grabbed his math book. He figured if he struggled in Math he could strictly just have Danny help him. His eyes quickly moved to the blonde sitting in front of Danny and he smiled at her and gave her a quick nod. His eyes then moved back to Danny.
 
Mikhail just finished his science and was on his way to art. His secret favorite subject. He ran into Luna who was on her way to music with a violin in her hand.
 
Willow blushed again and then looked at the time almost time for her favorite class well one of them. "sweet almost time for math " she said with out thinking. she finished up her work not caring if he drew her or not. she was put the notebook down on the desk and watched the clock not caring if he answered her or not she just did not think her picture did him justice.
 
His head only turned to look at the picture she drew of him and when he looked up, she was already gone. He liked the sketch, he just didn't tell her in time. He took her notebook as well as his own and stuffed them into his backpack. He figured that he had some time until English so he departed from the class and went towards his dorm room. He arrived to see that his roommate was gone and that allowed him to grab a piece of Blu-Tac and stick her portrait of him on the wall by his bed. He put the notebook back into his bag and headed towards English, hoping the teacher wouldn't have a go at him for being late.
 
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