Nessa's pov

the words of my teacher went through my ear and out the other, i couldnt bring myself to retain anything she was saying.

I started sketching in my notebook hoping class will be over soon."ness" someone whispered.

I slightly nudged my head to the side,seeing a boy, i couldnt really remember his name.

"Can i draw something?" he asked.

"Uh sure" its random but im not really doing anything else so. One of his hand was fitted on my thigh keeping it steady as he wrote on it with a sharpie.

When he was finished i looked through my ripped jeans.

It was a detailed butterfly, and what i think was his name beneath it, jaden...

"Woah-i love it- when did you learn to draw like that?" I asked.

"Self taught- im bored most of the time"

"Oh, thats really cool" i smiled.

"Ah god"" i forgot something"

He wrote one more thing on it.his number... he smiled at me before continuing to sketch in his sketch book.

I subconciously bit my lip before going back to sketching in my book.