~Travis Valkrum {1}~

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I can't justify myself on this one @Koal_Maria...I'm sorry I didn't get this out as soon as I could. I hope you enjoy this as much as possible. I'm sorry for not publishing this sooner.

Requested by: @Koal_Maria

Type: OC x Character

OC: Roxy

           Roxy's POV:
     Roxy, a werewolf attending Phoenix Drop High, sat in class with her sketchbook on her desk. With a pencil in her hand, the sophomore started to draw, sketching out a person instinctively. She loved to draw human figures; they just matched with her imagination so well.

     By the time the drawing was finished being sketched, everyone else in class joined her in finishing the assignment given to them. The brunette's matching brown ears shot up as the bell rang, making her hurry and pack her things in her bag. She rushed out of the classroom first and made her way to her next class.

In her third hour, Roxy sat down at her seat. She unconsciously looked over her shoulder to the seat to her right. The seat was Travis Valkrum's assigned seat, a person that made Roxy's heart flutter every time he looked at her or spoke to her. He was one of the few reasons she liked her class. Back to her drawing, she erased the sketch marks of her drawing and took out her pens, outlining the faint marks that were left behind. A few minutes later, her picture was finished as soon as the other students started filing in.

     Roxy was so indulged in her art that she did not notice the white-haired male that sat down in his seat. She did not notice that he watched as she inked out the picture and colored it with detailed markers. Only when she was done did he speak.

     "Th-That's pretty good! It's like I'm looking in a mirror." He said.

     The werewolf almost jumped out of her seat at his voice. She turned towards him quickly, then looked at the picture she was drawing. While she was making it, she did not know how it would turn out. Her mind was blank as she drew, but the picture was crystal clear. Travis's distinct white hair, green eyes, and blue uniform stood out on the page.

"Ah!" She exclaimed. "I...I didn't realize that I was making this! Oh...I'm sorry."

Travis chuckled and responded, "Why do you have to apologize for creating something so good? I'm not mad at all. In fact, I like the way you draw."

He gave her a quirky smile that made her heart almost leap out of her chest. 'Him?! Complimenting me?! Oh god, this is too much for me to handle! I was fine looking at him from the corner of my eye!'

     "A-Are you available after school? I was, you know, wondering if we can chat...I want to get to know you better. I also wanna learn how you draw so well!" He offered.

     Roxy's ears shot straight up and her tail wagged a little bit. Although it was a tiny offer, she felt like the happiest girl in the world.

    "Yes! I-I would love to!" She answered.

     'Oh god...was that a little too forward?'

     Travis giggled at her reaction with amusement, but was happy that she accepted his offer anyways. While they were in their little world, the teacher brought them back to reality by clearing his throat, making the two of them jump in their seats. The whole class laughed and Roxy and Travis just blushed in embarrassment.




Me: Ugh...I'm DEAD...

Aphmau: Don't worry! Just a few more practices of piano, and you'll be home free!

Me: BUT THE RECITAL IS IN A MONTH AND THE PRACTICES ARE 1 HOUR LONG!

Travis: Just hang in there...we'll be supporting you!

Me: Thanks...but we all know that you guys are just fictional characters...oh well! Made up comfort is better than none!

         ~Kawai_Marshmallow

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