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 Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 5:29 pm
Layla smiled as she looked down at him. She loved it when people smiled sheepishly. Layla blinked suddenly and reached into her bag. She always had a paper and pencil with her. She pulled out both and began to draw, she wanted to capture that sheepish smile. She didn't ask him to hold the pose, as a woman of emtions she enver espected people to hold on to theirs for her sake. She went by memory and she wanted todraw while the memory was still fresh.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 1:28 am
Immediately he had blinked, and scrambled over to watch he. Cocking his head, he wondered if she was actually drawing a picture of him, or the scenery. He couldn't decide.[/color]
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 1:13 pm
Soon it would become clear though as his shape emerged among the vauge scenery she did as a back ground. Vauge shapes soon became a body, and a vauge body soon became him. Her style was cartoony, going for more silly characher rather than brilliant display. No she liked things to be happy, she liked happily ever afters and kids who always out wit their betters. She liked fantasy. The world had enough reality.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 12:15 am
Oh right, it was him. Her style was rather interesting though, and he sat down next to her to watch how the drawing turned out. He drew himself, but most were just kiddy crayon scribbles on pieces of paper.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 2:45 am
Layla drew furiously, it really wasn't her best work but these sketches rarely were. She smiled when she was done though, ripping the paper from her sketch book and started anew, all without saying a thing to the boy watching her draw. Her second picture was better, and got the look she wanted much better and she smiled at it. It was still very much a rough sketch but it would work for her purposes now.
"You can have this one" she mentioned, offering him the first sketch. "And I'll send you the finnished picture too" Or a copy at least. Everytime someone inspired her to actually make art she would give them at least a copy of her finale work, and normally the first sketch. After all they deserved something for what they did for her.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 12:55 am
For him? He took it, staring at the picture as a smile came over his face. It wasn't bad at all. "Thank you." He said simply. He would put it in his room.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:19 pm
((Mel I do wish my boyfriend was hot like Mere))
"I'll give you the real picture when I'm done with it" Layla promised, smiling down at the boy, "but you can keep the first sketch....Oh!" she grabed it quickly and wrote her signiature on the bottom, "I forget that's important now" she said with a joke.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 6:53 am
"The real one?" He glanced down at the picture he had given him. She was going to draw another one? This was the sketch? Oh. He grinned as she signed the paper. "So I can prove that you really drew it and show off?" He joked.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 3:15 pm
"Yep" she grined at him and giggled, "I'm a famos artist now" she mentioned to him, "Well not artist, illistrator but I drew a book, it's lots of fun"
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 1:03 am
"Wow, famous! I'm honoured. "He sank into a deep bow, only giving her a cheesy smile as he ascended. " A book? What's it called?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 4:27 pm
"Life of Piper Peppers" she said with a grin, "It's a good book, and I'm definately glad I drew for it. It's funny I didn't even try. I just got lucky. And don't bow unless you want to fight" she said with a laugh. "It's not that great of a honor. I'm not anyone really special"
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 2:28 am
"I should get my mom to buy it for me." He grinned, tucking the title of the book away in his mind. "And I'll keep that in mind, though actually, everyone's special in their own way."
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 1:10 pm
"Of course they are" Layla's tone didn't sound paternizing, because she wasn't trying to be. She just didn't beleive that. When everyone was special no one was. Besides Layla had her talents but that didn't mean she was special just different. You were special if you fought to be, other wise you're just different.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 6:08 am
"It's getting rather late." He murmured, a frown on his face as he watched the sky turn darker every minute. He'd have to get home fast before his mom did. Immediately, he got up, then hesitated, turning towards her. "So, are you gonna be my bodyguard?"
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