Once I had moved to another school for junior high I told no one of my gift and the only friend I had left who knew about it was Sara. We were never going to leave each other for no one and nothing.
But lately Sara had been really depressed. I knew why and I had introduced her to every guy that I thought she would like. Unfortunately she claimed they just weren�t what she looked for in a guy. She wanted him to be good looking with blue eyes, blond or brown hair, a nice ass, and was gentle. I knew one way to get her that guy and she knew it too, but I refused to do it and she understood. That�s why she was my best friend. She never pushed you into anything you didn�t want to do and she understood you no matter what.
The reason why I didn�t want to draw her perfect guy was because what she liked, I also liked with a bit more. And I didn�t want to end up creating him and then falling for him when he was meant for Sara.