There's something wrong with that Jason kid. Ever since we got into art class, he wouldn't stop staring at me. It wasn't the type of stare I got from Nickoli when I first met him in Calculus. I didn't feel delighted or calm. I was quite disturbed and uncomfortable. I knew it showed on my face. Yeah, I know I can't draw, but that doesn't mean I don't want to concentrate on my work.
Somehow he knew how I felt by the smirk he had on his face. Right now, I wanted this class to be over. It didn't help that he was sitting across from me either. He could see me perfectly and I wasn't okay with that. It freaked me out even more that he didn't even blink! Sighing in frustration, I tried to focus on my art work. So far, the only thing on my paper was a straight line. Yeah, I know, patheti……
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