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You loved painting, you actually owned your own small art studio. At the art studio you would give painting lessons, hang up painting for everyone to see or just have people come to paint free style. One day you were sitting at your desk drawing. You looked over to your guest in the painting area cuase felt as someone was watching you, which really was interfered with your drawing.
Soon after you just brushed it off and continued to draw the best you could besides, it was closing time anyways. People started getting up to leave the studio, before leaving everyone put there paintings on the drying rack. After so, everyone said goodbye and walked out of the studio, all except one student, Canada.
"Matthew" you said as you got up from your chair. Hearing his name called out suddenly he jumped slightly, noticing this you giggled to yourself 'I must have startled him' you thought. "hey Matthew how did you do today?" you asked the Canadian with a nice bright smile causing Canada to turn a light shade of pink
"O-oh uh....I-I did really well I think.." He said to you as you continued to smile at him. "Well let me see what you have painted?" Canada had just turn red as the maple leaf on the Canadian flag now, all because of a simple question? what could he have painted?
He hesitanly handed you the canvas, grabbig it it you turn it around to see what he could have panited. Canada's paintings were always beautiful in your eyes. You turned it around to see that Canada had painted you. You stared at the painting with wide eyes, but then it turned into a smile.
"you painted me?" you asked with a smile. Canada simply nodded. Your smile grew wider "I thought i felt someone watching me" you said, looking at the picture once more you say "It's vervy beautiful Matthew" Cannada looked down, still with his cheeks still blushing "Yeah..." he says and started to walk away "Well...I guess i'll see you around ____" he said. "Yes of course good bye Matthew" you said waving goodbye and he waved back.
For the next couple of weeks weird paintings have appeared on your desk. You would get paintings with hearts, flowers and all that other lovey dovey stuff.You seemed to have a secert admire. Altough this made you happy it also made you upset because they would sneak into YOUR art studio, and use YOUR paints without permission!
One day you came into work an hour earlier to see if you could catch your admire in the act. This was usually the day they would live something on your desk. You were egar to know who your admire was, but you didn't want to hurt their feelings.....the truth is you really like Canada, he is is just so sweet. I loved the way he would act so shy, yet charming around you. It absolutley made you melt.
You sigh happily into thoughts of Canada till they were broken by a loud crashing. You jump up and ran to the back room were the crashing noise came from, grabbing your broom along the way. You never know what could go down. You quickly opened the door to the back room and held out your broom ready to swing, and all you saw was was red paint spilled everywhere, Canda trying to clean up the mess with paint on all over himself and a picture of of a huge red heart with the word "I love you _____" painted on it.
You blused madly, just standing there with wide eyes and, your jaw dropped. You were shocked and happy at the same time! just then you decided to mess with Canada. you put on an angry exprssion and folded your arms, walking up to him. He looked quite frightened. This amused you. "Matthew." you said with a serious tone. He just looked up to you with hs lip qivering. Just then quickly changing your exprssion to how you really felt you say "I love you too"
Soon after you just brushed it off and continued to draw the best you could besides, it was closing time anyways. People started getting up to leave the studio, before leaving everyone put there paintings on the drying rack. After so, everyone said goodbye and walked out of the studio, all except one student, Canada.
"Matthew" you said as you got up from your chair. Hearing his name called out suddenly he jumped slightly, noticing this you giggled to yourself 'I must have startled him' you thought. "hey Matthew how did you do today?" you asked the Canadian with a nice bright smile causing Canada to turn a light shade of pink
"O-oh uh....I-I did really well I think.." He said to you as you continued to smile at him. "Well let me see what you have painted?" Canada had just turn red as the maple leaf on the Canadian flag now, all because of a simple question? what could he have painted?
He hesitanly handed you the canvas, grabbig it it you turn it around to see what he could have panited. Canada's paintings were always beautiful in your eyes. You turned it around to see that Canada had painted you. You stared at the painting with wide eyes, but then it turned into a smile.
"you painted me?" you asked with a smile. Canada simply nodded. Your smile grew wider "I thought i felt someone watching me" you said, looking at the picture once more you say "It's vervy beautiful Matthew" Cannada looked down, still with his cheeks still blushing "Yeah..." he says and started to walk away "Well...I guess i'll see you around ____" he said. "Yes of course good bye Matthew" you said waving goodbye and he waved back.
For the next couple of weeks weird paintings have appeared on your desk. You would get paintings with hearts, flowers and all that other lovey dovey stuff.You seemed to have a secert admire. Altough this made you happy it also made you upset because they would sneak into YOUR art studio, and use YOUR paints without permission!
One day you came into work an hour earlier to see if you could catch your admire in the act. This was usually the day they would live something on your desk. You were egar to know who your admire was, but you didn't want to hurt their feelings.....the truth is you really like Canada, he is is just so sweet. I loved the way he would act so shy, yet charming around you. It absolutley made you melt.
You sigh happily into thoughts of Canada till they were broken by a loud crashing. You jump up and ran to the back room were the crashing noise came from, grabbing your broom along the way. You never know what could go down. You quickly opened the door to the back room and held out your broom ready to swing, and all you saw was was red paint spilled everywhere, Canda trying to clean up the mess with paint on all over himself and a picture of of a huge red heart with the word "I love you _____" painted on it.
You blused madly, just standing there with wide eyes and, your jaw dropped. You were shocked and happy at the same time! just then you decided to mess with Canada. you put on an angry exprssion and folded your arms, walking up to him. He looked quite frightened. This amused you. "Matthew." you said with a serious tone. He just looked up to you with hs lip qivering. Just then quickly changing your exprssion to how you really felt you say "I love you too"
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That is so sweet!!! I'm not really good with painting though.