Eden grabbed the pile of papers sitting by the door and started walking back to her canvases. It had gotten colder in Wisconsin so she had to set up heaters as the heating in the studio was broken. Because of this there were cords everywhere that she wasn’t yet used to. She tripped over the cord and went to catch herself, the papers slipping out of her hands and flying across the floor. A couple people including the young woman who had just walked into the studio came over to help pick them up. The young woman crouched down to help, the bottom of her light green dress hit the floor as she stopped. She slowly picked up one of the drawings and looked up at the girl who stood up and grabbed the papers from the others who helped. She partly bowed and thanked them with a smile before she turned to the woman who stood up from the floor. Her smile slowly fell as she processed who was in front of her. The woman handed the paper to the girl who hesitantly grabbed it and put it on top of the pile, not looking away from the girl.

“It’s not what it looks like.”

The woman chuckled and looked at the paper which she had set upside down on the stack.

“I love the drawing.”

“I’m not a stalker I swear. I saw you at the coffee shop a while ago and I just thought you were really pretty and I was too scared to introduce myself.”

The woman smiled and stuck out her hand.

“Well. I’m Faith and I think what you do is very sweet.”

Eden shifted the papers to her other arm and grabbed Faith’s hand.

“Eden. Jones. My grandpa owns the studio so I spend most of my time here.”

“Well, I heard there were maybe some art lessons here and I thought it might be fun to start.”

“Then you came to the right place, Watson will get you set up for that.”

Faith smiled and looked over to where Eden gestured before looking back at her.

“Also. I was wondering if you’d show me the rest of those drawings. If you have time that is.”

“Of course. Give me a minute.”

Eden walked over to her canvases and set the papers on the table. She speed some of them out as Faith moved to Eden’s side of the table. Most of the pictures were drawn out and then painted with water colours. The one thing that stood out in almost every drawing were the bright amber eyes that sometimes contrasted her outfits.

“You really got my eyes.”

“I thought they were really pretty. You never sat very far away so I could always see them shine when the sun hit them just right.”

Eden had a light blush across her face because she never thought she would actually speak to the woman she had seen every morning. She saw Faith move next to her making her look up. That’s when her eyes met Faith’s the bright amber shining like the sun, lighting up her whole world. The two looked at each other for a moment and right then and there is when Eden realized that she no longer had to be the creep painting from afar. She could tell that something special would form and she couldn’t wait for it to begin