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Forbidden (Lexie & Savvy)

Anastasia put the mirror away and started doing as the teacher told them to. She tried to ignore the slight shaking of her body and instead, tried to focus on what it was they had to do.
 
Tyler noticed she still seemed to be a bit shaken up, it couldnt be from yesterday he thought. It was friday maybe he could take her out, see what was going on, maybe she would be more open outside of school.
 
Anastasia soon finished her work and turned it in without a word. She sat back down in her seat, finally gaining the courage to look at Tyler. She gave him a silent wave before laying her head down.
 
Tyler smiled, writing her a note,


You okay?


He passed it to her as he went up to turn his assignment in.
 
Anastasia took the note and read it before letting out a faint sigh.


It's nothing serious.


She sat it back on his desk before looking out the window.
 
Tyler noticed the small bruise on her cheeck apparently everything was not okay.


It doesnt look like everything is okay.
 
It's fine. I promise.





Anastasia heard the bell ring and got up silently, gathering her things before walking out the door to go to art.
 
Anastasia took her seat and immediately attempted to hide her bruise, not wanting to talk about it.
 
Tyler sighed, taking his seat beside Anastasia. She had made it quite obvious she didnt wanna talk about the bruise, and she had also attempted to hide it, which means it wasnt an accident. He began drawing his picture for the day. Beauty. He took his time on this today, sketching a small framed woman, along with a boy about his size and shape. In the background he drew another woman enjoying her favorite book, being completly relaxed with just being herself. Tyler often lived by the motto; only you can tell yourself who to be, who to love, and how to live. He smiled when he was finally ginished signing the bottom and closing his book.
 
Anastasia looked around and noticed a lot of girls drawing themselves. Rolling her eyes, she retrieve her paints and closed her eyes as she started painting. She had gotten a feel for the size of the sketch paper and kept her eyes closed. Once she finished, she opened her eyes and automatically blushed bright pink. She let her mind run wild and it led her to painting one person. Tyler.
 
Tyler pulled his drawing out for the teacher, she nodded and turned towards Ana. Tyler had followed the teachers lead, turning to see Ana's painting.
 
Ana shook her head slightly, holding it close to her. She remained silent though her blush became much darker. "I'd...rather not," she finally spoke as she tightened her grip.
 
Tyler laughed, " It cant be bad, you're a great artist." The teacher insist she show the painting or take a failing grade.
 
Anastasia reluctantly threw it on the table. She stood and picked her things up before walking out in embarrassment. She went straight to the parking lot and got in her car. Once inside she locked all the doors and blared her music.
 
The shock that went through tylers body could have kill a small rodent. He was staring at himself, she thought he was attractive. He gathered his things and ran after her. After finding her car he lightly knocked on her window, curious why her music was so loud.
 
Anastasia heard the knock but instead of acknowledging it, she looked down, feeling ashamed. She wrapped her arms tightly around her waist as she let out a small sigh. Deciding she didn't want to seem that rude, she reluctantly turned down the music a bit and rolled down the window. "What?"
 
He raised his eyebrows, " really, what." He looked at her, " im pretty sure you know why i am here."
 
"And I don't want to talk about it," Ana said as she looked in the opposite direction, unable to face him.
 
"Because..." Ana said quietly and looked down with a sigh. "I'm not who you think I am," she admitted, still unable to look at him.
 
" i think you are just someone like me, trying to make it through this school thing, and life in general." He smiled even though she still wouldnt look at him. " You dont have to be shy, or ashamed, or anything like that." He wondered how she felt and why she was being so cold.
 
"I'm not who you think," Ana repeated herself as she finally brought herself to look at him. She couldn't bring herself to tell him. He wouldn't believe her. If he needed the help that only the other side of her could give then she would but not until then.
 

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