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"Thanks," he whispered, his British accent seeping through. He couldn't remember the last time he'd gotten a compliment. It felt...weird. He looked at his drawing. He always got sucked into his art, not noticing those around him. He guessed that that's just what happened when people draw what their heart feels.

He smiled when he heard the boy respond to him. "you have a cool accent to. " He added smiling more , this boy was what his parents told him to stay away from but he could careless .

Lucas nodded and looked down at his sketchbook. The kid probably wanted to see more, so he slid it over to him, offering to let him look. He never never never ever ever let anyone touch his sketchbook but himself, let alone look through it. So, this was a big step for him.

Anthony smiled and slid over his . Just to make it a fair trade . He looked threw the boys art it was amzing even thought it was depressing and scary . It took his breath away . His art was just people he saw and thought where good enought to draw or animals.

Lucas looked through Anthony's sketchbook. It was pretty good, filled with people and animals. It was...happy, he noticed. He liked how different the kid's style was from his own. His was light and curvy pencil lines, while Lucas's was dark and heavy pen strokes.

"your art so beautiful." he breathed touching one picture with a heart bleeding and all stitched up it was so detail and gourgious.

Lucas looked at the bleeding stitched up heart picture. "Ah. That's just what I feel like my heart is," he whispered in his heavy British accent. That's the most he had said in years. He liked talking about art though, it was his comfort zone. He didn't offer any more talking though.

"really ?" He asked eyes softening lightly and smiling a light smile . "thats sad ." He stated and turned his golden eyes on to lucas. " i really dont know how my heart feels." He stated truthfully.

Lucas looked at Anthony and nodded. He'd done enough talking for today, and he took his sketchbook back, turning to a fresh page and starting another drawing; a fallen angel being impaled by a sharp rock on the bottom of a cliff. He wondered there was no teacher in the class yet.

Anthony smiled taking his sketch pad back and treying to figure out how his heart felt as the teacher came in 15 minutes late . Her stripper boots clanking loudly on the ground , she told the to do whatever they wanted .

Lucas continued sketching, filling in dark shadows, making the impaled angel look gloomy. He wondered why he felt...safe around this kid. But he shrugged it off. The teacher had told them to do whatever, and he decided he liked this class. He sighed and looked at his drawing, it was professional quality, but he would never show anyone...except Anthony...them.

Anthony sighed and opened his sketch book , making random lines on the paper . not sure what he was drawing till it started to become a person , he didnt think about anything just had a soft look on his face as it became more detailed and more humanly. He didnt know who he was drawing but it looked good.

Lucas looked at Anthony, then looked at the clock. The bell rang and he decided he was going to skip the next couple classes and go out for a cigarette. He was about to get up and go out when Anthony tapped his shoulder, making him flinch but not very visibly and asked him about his next class. Lucas sighed and handed him the schedule.

Anthony smiled at the guy and looked over his schedule once more . He had a different class this period but the next one they were in together again. "i'll lead you to your next class , its not to far from mine. "He stated softly and happily.Being to lead lucas to his next class.

Lucas didn't follow. When Anthony looked back with a questioning look he shook his head, meaning he wasn't going to his next class. "Skipping," he said, putting his sketchbook in his backpack.

"thats not good." He stated putting his hand on his hip.He didnt like when people skipped cause he never did and couldnt get away with it.

Lucas shook his head. He didn't know why it was a big deal to people. Anthony didn't know that he needed this break, a stress related issue he needed to satisfy. He walked past him and right out the door. The teacher wouldn't notice him missing since he hadn't even been there a day yet. He could just make it seem like he got lost on his way to class again.

Anthony sighed and started going towards his class then decided against it , he didnt wan to be perfect one skip couldnt be that bad. He bite hsi lip and went the way lucas went . He want to follow the guy.

Lucas wandered outside and across the street, leaning against a tree facing away from the school. He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and sighed, lighting one and putting it in his mouth. He wished he didn't have to smoke, but he couldn't help it. It was a good thing his father smoked, or else he'd never have any packs to swipe.

Anthony went outside and frowned . He lost sight of lucas and know he was really late to class so there was no reason to even go. He sighed and sat against a wall, pulling out his mp3 player and listening to Lady gaga.