[M e w]

Sasha laughed lightly at Cam's comment.
"Don't worry, I'll be doing to same to you," she said with a quick wink.
She got to work on her portrait, constantly looking up at his face to see if she was doing ok. It definitely wasn't the real thing.
However, when she got to his eyes she seemed to grab artistic talent out of nowhere. She carefully traced her pencil across the page, capturing the icy eyes with precision. She spent a while on them, and when she finally done getting them sketched she looked up from them to take in the picture as a whole. It was a strange sight.

His eyes looked perfect in the center of his face, while the rest of him looked scribbely and lopsided. She started giggling at the ridiculous picture, clasping her hand over her mouth to muffle the sound.
"I'm sorry, this.... is just... so bad..." she said to Cam, laughing in between her words.

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Even though Draydon had tried to slow himself down, he had gotten the drawing about halfway done when the class was about to end.
The two portraits looked like total opposites, which is what Aza seemed like today; completely opposite from how she had been yesterday.
He glanced over at her and the smooth, dark lines she had made on the paper as she drew him.

He could feel more energy building up inside of him but held it in. Maybe he would go outside the city and just run around as he released the energy. He didn't have many options dealing with that.
His thoughts were interrupted by the teacher who was coming around. She told both of them that they were quite fast drawers and wanted to know what they're inspiration was for what they were drawing.
Draydon frowned and ran his hand through his dark hair, sighing.
"I guess... mine is just because Aza was so shy yesterday but today she seems a lot more confident. So I'm drawing that," he told the art teacher, his brow furrowed with annoyance.