JADEN JACOBS

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I sat at my desk, straightening my charcoal pencils, the light from my desk lamp nearly blinding. In front of me sat a large piece of cardstock paper. I sucked in a large breath and picked up a pencil, rolling it between my fingers. I decided to draw what I knew. I let my pencil take over, sketching lines that were already familiar. I soon realized that the lines connected to form Spencer, mid-laugh. I smiled, and continued to highlight and contour,
duplicated that amazing light in his eyes, and drawing that face that had become so familiar to me. I smiled, liking how it looked. I shaded the space under his chin, then noticed my brother Charlie coming in. "Hey, Jaden. Whatcha drawing?" I cleared my throat. He leaned over, tossing his hair out of his eyes. "Ooh, more like, who ya drawing?" I blushed and turned to face him. "My friend Spencer." "Ah. Big upgrade from that doe last time." He leaned forward again. "He's cute." "Charlie!" I screeched. "Ok, ok. Gosh."