Paint me a heart

I was not the prettiest girl in my town or some skinny model, but I understood art when I saw it. I knew how to click my own pictures, so I posed in front of the mirror. My full lips stretched in a bright, charming smile. I maintained that pose and clicked a picture with my phone. I loved the blue in my eyes. But still, I loved it more when I make photos and paintings with no colors. Just black and white, which was strange considering the fact I usually worked with colors. Maybe, I had to just admit that I looked nice when I smiled.

The most exciting detention was over an hour later. I was both thankful and disappointed when Thomas went to help Daphne, the older girl, after he stated that ‘I painted his heart’. Whatever that was supposed to mean in his head."What a self-oriented, annoying...like he is made of confidence!" I bit out angrily as I climbed inside Lin

 "Good morning, everyone," I said into my phone camera and posed for a picture. "Day one of twin sis makeover (TSM)" I wrote above the photo I just made and posted it in social media.I had my "Stained" T-shirt on, dressed like myself with my hair down and only mascara on. I wondered how will I look at the end of the day when Tina forces her fashion ideas on me.I went to the kitchen and grabbed a banana for the road. It's my favorite breakfast. Sweet, easy to eat when you are not in the mood and healthy. I like to get one "to go" and eat it in my car while driving to school. That was what I did today too, the only difference was that I spotted Tina in the yard when she was going to her car, and she actually said "hi" to me with a very big not fake smile. That was a first!"I will see you near the lockers at 14:30h, okay?" she asked and I nodded.At the parking lot at school, I was making a list of things that I can use for the project that c

When the light stepped away from my red face, I hid it in my palms, unable to believe what just happened. I thought that those things happened only in movies, or when someone is getting engaged or something like that. This is so crazy!"I shouldn't have come!" I yelled, still hiding my face with my head bent down on Linda's shoulder."What?! What are you talking about? It was amazing! How many people do you think can get this kind of attention?" She yelled back, removing my hands, so she can see me. "Come on! Enjoy it while it lasts. It doesn't have to mean a thing!""I don't like attention. If he knew me, he wouldn't have done it." I pointed and risked a shy look to the band on stage."Who knows what it would have been? Does it matte

 "You were at my house?" I questioned, standing up from the floor, with a brush in my hand.Thomas took his time to answer me, while slowly walking towards me with a grin. I could admire how his face lights up when he is smiling so charmingly if I wasn't so surprised and annoyed. He stopped in such distance from me, that if I just reach my hand, I could bury my fingers in his blonde hair."I had to find you and talk with you?" He explained, staring at my eyes for the reaction of his words."No, you didn't," I said and turned around to avoid his eyes... or hide mine."Yes, I had to! You disappeared last night. I thought that you would like the song I was singing to you." His confident voice said behind my back, but I just