Art class

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David's POV

I smiled when I walked into the art class and saw my girlfriend of two years Sam, sitting at the table. She looked great. Though she always looked great to me. Over the last two years she had let her hair go back to its natural colour which meant she was wearing the helmet I had given her to protect her hair from Joe. Sam was making sure she had all her pencils for today's lesson. I saw a vase with a bunch of flowers in it, standing on a table right in the middle of the room. I smiled as I watched Sam push a piece of hair that had fallen over her face so she pushed it back behind her ear. She was beautiful.

Sam was still as gorgeous as she had been when I'd first met her. I had always found her attractive. She was a great artist and really smart. Though she wasn't that smart sometimes because it took her a while to realise that she loved me. But then she did so it was all good. I walked over to her and sat down next to her. Sam looked up and smiled at me. "Hey," she said. I smiled before kissing her cheek gently.

"Hey," I whispered in her ear. She shivered and I smiled at her reaction. Close up she was really beautiful. Our art teacher walked in and our art lesson began.