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Bill’s POV

I walked into Emily room with my hair half done. She was sat on the bed drawing. I wonder if I should tell her how I feel? Hmm…

‘Oh. Hey Bill.’

‘Hey. What you drawing?’

‘Just some cartoons. You wanna see?’

‘Hey. Wow. I didn’t know you could draw like that!’

‘It’s nothing special. Everyone says they’re really good. But I don’t think they are.’

‘Why not?’

‘I dunno I just don’t.’

‘Can you draw me?’

‘Not with hair like that. It’s only half done! And anyway…I have this.’

She got up and went into one of the draws next to her bed. She got a folder out and handed me a piece of paper. It was a drawing. It was of me! Wow.

‘That’s…wow.’

‘No it’s not.’

‘Well, I think it is.’

She sat down again next to me. We were so close. We were leaning in closer and closer…