Answer:
"Hi," I said to Joy, the girl being introduced to me. I sat down next to her, feeling awkward. The teacher had made some kids move seats, and that included me. We sat in silence as the teacher began the lesson. The girl, Joy, took out her notebook and flipped though it. I looked over at it with the corner of my eye, and something caught my attention. It was filled with drawings. Joy stopped at a drawing of a girl, and in a moment I was peering over her shoulder, already deciding that she was going to be my friend whether she wanted to or not. We didn't get along great at first, and I even asked the teacher if I could move seats. She told me that I should just try to get along with Joy. And eventually, I did. Joy was very untouchable in the beginning, and she didn't like my constant hugs. Soon enough, though, she warmed up to me. I can only remember the shock of happiness I felt when half the year passed, and <em>she </em>hugged me for the first time. Soon, I developed feelings for her, and I found out we felt the same way. I'd give her kisses on the cheek, and later, when I had to move seats again, we'd sit on the same seat at my desk and I'd lean on her shoulder.
Explanation:
The important things are the girl, Joy, and art because I'm an artist too.
