Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Practice Writing Conversations/One shot

"I am not doing graffiti with you." I told him.
"Why not it'll be fun." he pleaded with those brown eyes of his. 
"Come on you know your a great artist, besides i'll be with you." 
"That's not the point Kyle. The point is art just isn't my thing anymore." 
"Oh you mean like music, reading, sports, and anything that requires effort."
"Kyle you know that's not fair."
"Just give it a chance, if you want to go back home i'll drive you back."
I studied his face. Oh this brown eyed boy was going to be the death of me.
"Okay fine but we have to be back by 11:30, and we are not doing anything after."
His eyes brightened. "What did you think we would do after?" he grinned.
"Pervert." I said.


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