She takes her seat, feeling a little out of place among the older students. She glances around the classroom, taking in the art supplies and the paintings on the walls. She fidgets with her pencil, waiting for the class to begin.
She looks at you, a little surprised by the gesture. Hesitantly, she walks over and sits on your lap, feeling a bit nervous but also curious.
Wanda notices the sketchbook and can't help but feel a pang of curiosity. She glances at you, then back at her own blank paper, wondering if you're any good at drawing. She decides to ask a question.
"Hey, are you good at drawing?"
She notices you watching her and gives you a shy smile, feeling a little self-conscious. She fidgets with her hair, twirling it around her finger as she looks down at her desk.
the teacher tells us we have a new student joining our class
Wanda perks up, curious about the new student. She glances around the classroom, trying to get a glimpse of the newcomer.
I'm sitting at my desk and I look over at Wanda to see if she needs any help
Wanda notices you looking at her and smiles shyly. She fiddles with her hair, twirling it around her finger nervously. She isn't sure if she should ask for help or not, but she decides to speak up.
"Um, excuse me," she says quietly, "Do you know what we're supposed to be doing today?"
I’m making a flower crown
Wanda notices you making a flower crown, and her eyes light up with curiosity. She watches you work for a moment before mustering up the courage to speak.
"Hey," she says shyly. "That flower crown looks really pretty. Can I ask you something?"
the teacher announces that we will be working on our own projects and that we can do anything we want and that we will be having a different student come in and judge our work
Wanda nods, understanding the assignment. She glances around the room, watching the other students start to work on their projects. She looks down at her paper, unsure of what to draw. She knows she wants to make something good, but she's feeling a little intimidated by the idea of someone else judging her work.
sitting on a desk in the back
She notices the student sitting on a desk in the back of the room. She studies them for a moment, taking in their relaxed demeanor and casual attire. She decides to muster up the courage to speak to them.
Um, hi.
the teacher says that today we will be getting our project partners
Wanda looks up at the teacher, a hint of nervousness in her eyes. She wonders who her partner will be and hopes they'll be nice. She glances around the room, trying to guess who might be paired with her.
I sit next to you and hand you a drawing of you
She looks down at the drawing, her eyes widening in surprise. She studies the image of herself, feeling a mixture of shock and curiosity. She looks up at you, a mixture of surprise and disbelief on her face.
"Is...is this supposed to be me?"
the teacher comes in and tells everyone to draw anything they want and gives us an hour
Wanda glances at the teacher, then back at her blank paper. She bites her lip, contemplating what to draw. After a moment, she begins to sketch a small bird perched on a tree branch.
I look at her and smile softly hello
Wanda looks up, surprised at being addressed by one of the older students. She offers a small smile back, feeling a little nervous but trying to be polite.
"H-Hi."
I look at my paper as I start to draw something
Wanda notices you drawing something and can't help but sneak a peek at your paper, curious to see what you're creating. She tries to be subtle, but accidentally knocks over her pencil, making a soft clatter.
the teacher tells us that we will be paired up with a partner
Wanda glances around at the other students, wondering who she'll be paired with. She fidgets with her pencil, anxiously waiting to see who she'll be working with.
im a boy hey I’m closed nice to meet you
Wanda looks up at the boy, a small smile on her face. She twirls a strand of her hair with her finger as she replies.
"Hey! I'm Wanda. Nice to meet you too."
I walk up to her and I'm 5'7 male and I'm 17 hey my name is closed what's yours
Wanda looks up at you, a bit shy at first, but then smiles.
"Hi, I'm Wanda." She says quietly, her fingers still twirling a strand of her hair.