#AtoZChallenge — F is for Fool Triumphant

FHere is today’s story. I am very sleepy. TGIF.

578 words.

Fool Triumphant

The new model in his figure drawing class pissed Will off. Models were supposed to come in, sit silently, then go. Charlie chatted. He could talk about anything with anyone, regardless of position he was holding, and no one but Will seemed to be annoyed about it. But the most irritating thing was that whenever he tried to sketch the guy, the drawings always came out stiff and flat.

“Everyone else does best with Charlie,” the professor told him, exasperated, when Will complained about all the distracting chatter. “The boy has a gift! But your marks are going to go down if you keep turning in work like this. I know you can do better.”

So Will grudgingly sat closer to the model stand the next time he had that class. Charlie, on the other hand, was thrilled. Despite not being an artist himself, he’d befriended enough of them since taking up modeling that he had started to develop a sense for talent, and most of Will’s work was very good. He’d been hoping for a chance to talk to him for some time.

It did not go well. Charlie told all his best jokes, but WIll didn’t even crack a smile. Will tried his best to draw the fool, but Charlie irritated him too much to concentrate properly.

When class ended, Charlie put on his robe and retreated dejectedly to the bathroom next door to the classroom to put his clothes on. He didn’t bother locking the door because there was only one class in this particular building at this time of day, and the only students nearby all knew he was in there. So he was surprised when, one leg into his jeans and the other still bare, the door opened behind him. “Hey, uh, I’m kind of naked here.”

The door fell closed behind Will with a quiet snick. “You’ve been naked for the past two hours,” he pointed out. “Look, we need to talk.”

“Oookay.” Charlie pulled his pants the rest of the way up and turned around, buttoning them. He still wasn’t wearing a shirt. “Anything in particular, or do you just generally want to chat?”

“God you’re a pain in the ass,” Will huffed. “Look, I can’t draw you but you’re the only model Professor Lowell has booked for the rest of the semester, so I need to fix that before you bring my entire GPA down. You have to find a way to be less annoying. It’s distracting!”

Charlie picked up his t-shirt and put it on wrong, accidentally trying to get his head through one of the sleeves. “You think I’m annoying?” he sputtered inside the shirt, and pulled it back off to get himself unstuck with a sheepish fool’s grin.

“Yes!”

“Maybe we should be friends then.” Charlie rushed to continue before Will could scoff. “I’m a likeable guy, ask anybody. I’ll grow on you. And if we start hanging out, you’ll have more chances to practice. Maybe you just… draw things better once you get to know them.”

Will scowled, but considered the idea. Finally, he gave a curt nod. “Alright, fine. I guess I could use the practice.”

They exchanged cell phone numbers and arranged to meet at the nearest Starbucks in a couple of days. Will couldn’t decide which was more annoying — that Charlie still hadn’t bothered to finish putting his shirt on the whole time or the big, triumphant grin on the fool’s face.

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