In fear that he might see my natural rough, I quickly spun around. Too quickly, for when I did, I ended up falling flat on my face. Great, he won't notice it if my entire face is covered in dirt! I stood back up almost as fast as I'd fallen, but ended up wishing I hadn't when I saw Sakura looking through my sketch book. He seemed intrigued, sort of like when a teenage boy is first introduced to play boy magazines. I snatched the book out of his hands, earning another one of his confused looks. "I don't see why you're so embarrassed." He stated. "You are very good." "Well I don't see why you insist on looking through my stuff!" I replied. I was getting angry. Not because he looked at my drawings, or because he insisted on talking to me, but because I kept blushing!

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