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Math class artwork.

He held his hands behind his head, leaning back in his chair.
The pen pulsed in my grasp, begging to press to his skin.
I pushed it forward, making a small line.
I waited for his reaction. He flashed it in front of his face, nodded, than pushed it back farther. I took that as approval, and curved a few lines, making a callaboration of shapes. Again, he looked at it, than put his hand flat on my desk, all without turning around.
A grin spread across my face, and I went all out.
A unicorn, a dinosaur, a cloud, the sun, and lastly, my name.
He took his hand back, and laughed after studying it for a while.
He turned around for the first time, with a huge smile.
“By Cassie?”
“Yessir.” I said smuggly.
“Just in case someone wants to buy your artwork, hmm?” His eyebrows arched..
“Thats exactly it.” I retorted.
and added, “To Cullen.”

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