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Authors: Kaitlyn Davis
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All she had were questions. Ever
since she moved back to Charleston, everything about her life had
become questions with no answers. She flipped past the bench
drawings, past some blank pages and tried to see if he drew
anything else in that book she hadn’t seen.
After skipping through fifty blank pages,
Kira was about ready to give up and go to bed, when she turned one
more page and her own face was staring back at her. Her hair took
up most of the small piece of paper, and within the mass of curls
was the most perfect drawing of herself she had ever seen. The fire
in her eyes was sparkling. She was smiling in a laugh and even her
freckles were in the right location. Kira looked alive in the
picture, and happy. Beyond all the minute details he drew to
perfection, her emotion ran off the page. She looked like the sun
radiating warmth to the viewer. Was this a drawing of how he
pictured her? Kira never thought she had looked so happy or pretty
in her life, but maybe Tristan had thought so.
Kira turned to the next page and saw a close
up of her eyes, turned again and it was her lips. One more turn and
she saw herself standing by the wharf staring out at Fort Sumter
with a breeze in her hair and her skirt flowing in the wind. Kira
realized that he must have been observing her for a little while
today before he finally snuck up on her to say hello. Why was he so
afraid to talk to her? Everyone in school was intimated by his good
looks and standoffish attitude, by his dark slacks and typical
black t-shirt, and by his friends. He was a bonafide bad boy. Every
girl secretly loved it and every boy was secretly jealous of it,
but Kira was starting to realize that it wasn’t who he was at all.
What bad boy secretly draws pictures of old ladies and young
couples? Tristan was more of a tortured artist than anything
else.
Kira sighed and turned the page again, but
the blank paper returned. There were only four secret pages devoted
to her, and she tore each one out before dropping the small
notebook back into her bag to give to Tristan at school. She wanted
him to know she had discovered his secret and that she wasn’t going
down without a fight.
Chapter Five
"Hello gorgeous." Luke sat down next to Kira
in the cafeteria with his typical greeting. "Where were you this
weekend? I didn’t get a single phone call. Don’t tell me you have a
new best friend that you’re sneaking around with." He looked at her
with pouted puppy eyes.
"You know, now that I think of it, I do have
a new best friend. It’s called my Civil War term paper." She rolled
her eyes and shoved her notebook full of ideas at him.
"Kira, Kira, Kira. When will you learn? Term
papers are to be completed during the last week of the term, not
two months before it’s over." He opened her notebook and skimmed
some of her notes. "But let me know when you decide what to do
cause I will definitely steal one of these discarded theses." Kira
grabbed her research back from him quickly.
"We’ll see," she said to make a joke, knowing
full well she would help him out if he actually needed it.
"Hi y’all," Emma waved, while Dave carried
both of their lunch trays over. Kira assumed the fuchsia dress Emma
wore was new and Dave had been forced to play the chivalrous
boyfriend. From the back of the cafeteria, Kira could barely see
Miles walking over behind the mound of books he held in his arms.
In fact, all the she saw were the black rims of his glasses pressed
against his forehead.
"How are you guys just sitting and laughing?"
He said when he dropped what looked like twenty pounds worth of
library books on the table. "Are you not at all worried about
college?" Kira had noticed the fear of not getting into Harvard or
an Ivy had made Miles go a tad insane.
"Relax, man," Dave chimed in before slapping
Miles on the back.
"Yeah, seriously. Go buy some lunch and take
a minute to chill out. The books will be here when you get back."
Luke pushed Miles towards the lunch
since she moved back to Charleston, everything about her life had
become questions with no answers. She flipped past the bench
drawings, past some blank pages and tried to see if he drew
anything else in that book she hadn’t seen.
After skipping through fifty blank pages,
Kira was about ready to give up and go to bed, when she turned one
more page and her own face was staring back at her. Her hair took
up most of the small piece of paper, and within the mass of curls
was the most perfect drawing of herself she had ever seen. The fire
in her eyes was sparkling. She was smiling in a laugh and even her
freckles were in the right location. Kira looked alive in the
picture, and happy. Beyond all the minute details he drew to
perfection, her emotion ran off the page. She looked like the sun
radiating warmth to the viewer. Was this a drawing of how he
pictured her? Kira never thought she had looked so happy or pretty
in her life, but maybe Tristan had thought so.
Kira turned to the next page and saw a close
up of her eyes, turned again and it was her lips. One more turn and
she saw herself standing by the wharf staring out at Fort Sumter
with a breeze in her hair and her skirt flowing in the wind. Kira
realized that he must have been observing her for a little while
today before he finally snuck up on her to say hello. Why was he so
afraid to talk to her? Everyone in school was intimated by his good
looks and standoffish attitude, by his dark slacks and typical
black t-shirt, and by his friends. He was a bonafide bad boy. Every
girl secretly loved it and every boy was secretly jealous of it,
but Kira was starting to realize that it wasn’t who he was at all.
What bad boy secretly draws pictures of old ladies and young
couples? Tristan was more of a tortured artist than anything
else.
Kira sighed and turned the page again, but
the blank paper returned. There were only four secret pages devoted
to her, and she tore each one out before dropping the small
notebook back into her bag to give to Tristan at school. She wanted
him to know she had discovered his secret and that she wasn’t going
down without a fight.
Chapter Five
"Hello gorgeous." Luke sat down next to Kira
in the cafeteria with his typical greeting. "Where were you this
weekend? I didn’t get a single phone call. Don’t tell me you have a
new best friend that you’re sneaking around with." He looked at her
with pouted puppy eyes.
"You know, now that I think of it, I do have
a new best friend. It’s called my Civil War term paper." She rolled
her eyes and shoved her notebook full of ideas at him.
"Kira, Kira, Kira. When will you learn? Term
papers are to be completed during the last week of the term, not
two months before it’s over." He opened her notebook and skimmed
some of her notes. "But let me know when you decide what to do
cause I will definitely steal one of these discarded theses." Kira
grabbed her research back from him quickly.
"We’ll see," she said to make a joke, knowing
full well she would help him out if he actually needed it.
"Hi y’all," Emma waved, while Dave carried
both of their lunch trays over. Kira assumed the fuchsia dress Emma
wore was new and Dave had been forced to play the chivalrous
boyfriend. From the back of the cafeteria, Kira could barely see
Miles walking over behind the mound of books he held in his arms.
In fact, all the she saw were the black rims of his glasses pressed
against his forehead.
"How are you guys just sitting and laughing?"
He said when he dropped what looked like twenty pounds worth of
library books on the table. "Are you not at all worried about
college?" Kira had noticed the fear of not getting into Harvard or
an Ivy had made Miles go a tad insane.
"Relax, man," Dave chimed in before slapping
Miles on the back.
"Yeah, seriously. Go buy some lunch and take
a minute to chill out. The books will be here when you get back."
Luke pushed Miles towards the lunch
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