✑ twelve

❝Artists paint their dreams.❞

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"Happy birthday, nerd!"

Mikaela screeched as her best friend smashed a cake in her face. "Cara!"

"Ahh, I wanted to do that."

"Hoe."

"Nerd."

"Bitch."

"Smartass."

"Am I interrupting?" Someone asked.

Mikaela's cheeks flushed and Cara winked at her, skipping away to her other friends. "See ya!"

Aaron cleared his throat and smiled at Mikaela, who was staring into space.

"Uh, Mikaela?" He waved his hand in front of her.

"Yes?"

He handed the canvas to her and smiled wide, his dimples showing. "Happy birthday."

She smiled back and kissed his cheek softly, blushing. His face turning into a tomato, cake all over his cheek now.

"You might want to clean your face, Mika," he chuckled.

She blushed and laughed. "Sorry about that...!"

He laughed. "It's okay, hehe. I... have to go now." He turned to leave.

"Wait," she grabbed his hand, and he instantly stopped.

"Y-yeah?"

"I like you too..."

"..."

"..."

"I love you."

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