Avery P.O.V.

　　Okay, Angelstar now is the time to say yes your right Avery?” I was telling her inside my mind. Nothing she still stayed quiet. I rolled my eyes at her and went back into my Art class.

　　I see Mrs. White done; I see her stand there smiling by side her Eiffel tower with two couples kissing. I see she painted a picture of her husband and her standing under the tower. I wanted to cry my eyes out because it was so beautiful and sad. I can’t believe how much she loves her husband. I saw the love she put into it. I turn my head and I see she got tears in her eyes. I can see in her face how much she loves Mr. White her husband.

　　She cleared her throat.

　　Oh, Okay, class. I want you to paint something you care about and love.” It could be a place or a person.” Whatever, you want to paint.” I heard Mrs. White tells us with a

　　Sweet smile. I can see right through her fake smile. She didn’t want any of us to see she was crying. But I saw it. I see she nods and tells us to get started.

　　She walks out the door. She probably going to the bathroom and wanted to get out of the class. She was going there to cry and be alone. No one can see her cry.

　　I sigh and watch her leave.

　　“Mrs. White is going to be okay.” I heard that voice again.

　　“Huh? I asked it. But there was nothing, no word from that voice again for the rest of the day.

　　So, I take out my notepad and I start drawing a place I love very much. The waterfall. I took blue and red together. I mixed it and made a beautiful color for the water.

　　Then I took my paintbrush I dipped it the color I just made. I took nice up and down strokes. After I was satisfied with the painted, I colored the falling water. But then I started painting four wolves? Two Brown with red-tinted in the fur and black stripe down both back, and Two Black with a bright blue stripe down the middle of both backs.

　　I kept painting and changing the colors of the paints and mixing them together making wonderful shapes and colors. When I would stroke the brush on the notepad.

　　Once I stop. I drop the brush and I didn’t realize what I painted.

　　Wow, Avery, it’s beautiful? I heard Ashely say with shock on her face and wonder.

　　Wow, there four, wolves? I heard Natalie say staring at me with aww. Because I can’t believe I made this. I was staring at it. But something wasn’t right. I didn’t see what else I painted in the picture. What I saw made my cheeks heat.

　　There were four strong, muscular, tall men with a girl sandwich in the middle between them. They are kissing and touching her body. I wanted to blush because it was intimated, and I shouldn’t have drawn that. This is not for people to see. This is private only. I just drew something out of a romance novel. The two men had blonde hair with dark midnight blue eyes. The other two men had reddish-brown hair with bright blue eyes. Then I see her. She has blonde hair, but I can’t see her face. But when I look closer. I gasp and hide the painting because the four men in the picture I painted were...

　　Oh God, there is no way it is them?

　　There got to be mistaken right, I wanted to tell me I was imagining things. But no, it was them. What I see in the picture is four guys treated me like shit and now I am painting them in my special place, and there is no way this is real and happening right now.

　　I shook my head.

　　No,

　　No,

　　No!

　　I scream inside my mind. I heard ringing in my ears. I wanted it to stop.

　　Stop!

　　Ringing.

　　Why, me? I should not be drawing the guys that hurt me over the years.

　　I don’t understand why, I must be losing my mind.

　　I am trying to see if anyone can see what I painted. So, I turn my head and roam my eyes around the room.

　　When I didn’t see anyone looking or paying attention to me and my painting.

　　I let out a breath.

　　I do know Ashely and Natalie have only seen the four wolves. But they didn’t see the four guys in there with a blonde-headed female with no face because her back is the only thing you can see.

　　So, when you see the picture, the only thing you will see is her back towards yeah.

　　I didn’t wait for time and hide the painting. My face was red from how intimate where they are making out with the blonde. Why is this turning me on?

　　Oh, God, I can feel the heat in between my legs.

　　Oh, no, not again.

　　Oh, God!

　　That was when I felt wetness soaking my underwear. So, I cross my leg and grabbed the painting, and put it away. So, I stick it back in my bag. So, I don’t have to worry anyone has seen it. I would just die if someone saw it. I could never show my face ever again.

　　That is when I ripe another piece of notepad paper. I started over again. I painted something easy and not dirty. It was a pretty kitten. I love cats. I am not a dog person.

　　Yeah, I know I am a werewolf, but I still don’t like dogs. Their needly and messy creature and loud. You could never have anything nice. Because they tear everything up. Anyway, I painted again.

　　I don’t ever do that again. I almost left my secret desire out of the bag. That would not be good.

　　I licked my lips and drummed the brush in my hand. I am so nervous waiting for anyone to come over and speak.

　　Oh, no that’s not you’re painting. What happens to your dirty picture freak!” I was waiting for someone to say in front of the classroom.

　　But I didn’t hear anything.

　　I sigh but that all changed when I felt eyes on my back.

　　I felt heat and desire in my body, somehow? When I turned my head. I saw the four horsemen smirking at me.

　　Oh, God, they know.

　　They can see through my lies and secrets.

　　Oh, no, they know it.

　　They know my deep dark secrets.

　　How did they know?

　　There is no way.

　　I made sure I was hiding my tracks and made sure I watch around me. Well, I guess I let my guard down! that’s not what happens.

　　Because I am an idiot and stupid.

　　Now, they see I just painted their picture.

　　They are smirking and staring at me with deep wanted eyes, I can feel them eating me alive with their eyes.