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She floated through her remaining classes. When the final bell rang, she ran to the football stadium. The bleachers were empty except for Leo, who was sitting at the very top, holding two milkshakes from the diner across the street.

Elena climbed up and sat next to him, accepting the strawberry milkshake. The wind was cool, but sitting next to Leo, she felt incredibly warm. sex teen picture

The afternoon sun poured through the massive windows of the Oakridge High art studio, casting long, golden rectangles across the paint-splattered floor. Elena stood before her easel, chewing the end of her paintbrush, completely stuck. She floated through her remaining classes

"Done," Leo said suddenly, breaking the silence. He turned his sketchbook around. Elena climbed up and sat next to him,

Leo was the school’s resident mystery. He wore faded denim jackets, rarely spoke in class, and had a laugh that Elena had only heard a few times, but it always made her stomach flip. He was effortlessly cool, and Elena had been harboring a massive, secret crush on him since sophomore year.

For the next hour, the bustling sounds of the art room faded away. There was only the sound of charcoal scratching against paper and the intense, electric gaze they shared every few seconds. Elena found herself memorizing the slope of Leo's nose, the way his hair fell over his forehead, and the slight dimple that appeared when he looked at his paper and smiled.

Elena gasped. It wasn’t a perfect, lifelike portrait. It was a sketch of her laughing, surrounded by bright, swirling lines of color that weren't actually there in reality. It made her look vibrant, alive, and beautiful. "You see me like that?" Elena whispered.