Chapter 1 - Jerk on the bus

How much is it worth? By phantom42


I met the strangest guy. Sort of a jerk, but an interesting one.

I decided to catch the bus to the city park



Wormwood- You got the wings wrong.

I looked up. Good-looking jerk Ill give him that. He was leaning over my shoulder, scooping out my sketch.


Get lost I said VERY ladylike!


Wormwood- The heads ok&I guess


Glad you approve. Get lost.


Wormwood- Wormwood *stuck out his hand *



I shook his hand


Nice to met you, wormwood. Go away.


Wormwood- A real artist has to know how to take criticism.


Im not a real artist! Just another sketching wannabe& bye-bye now wormwood.



He laughed and bent down beside my shoulder, studying the sketch, bit closer than necessary,



I wanted to tell him to get lost, meaning it.

But&



Time slowed down&.




Then I opened up:




Stretching the pause between one wave breaking&



And the next I knew&.





He asked me if I wanted to go for a walk&&

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