Good Girls like Bad Boys

Hazel Owens has always been the good girl. Always kept quiet and to herself. Never stood up for herself and would let everyone around her push her around because it was the best way to not get in any sort of trouble. That is until two brothers, Luke and Ashton move to her town. They soon both find interest in her. Both seeing that there's more to her than what others see. Soon Hazel finds herself to be a part of both boys life. When they both fall for her which will she choose. Why do bad boys make good girls feel so right?


4. Chapter 4

 I lead Ashton as I found out was his name into the classroom. Everyone was already working on there painting so I head to get mine. 


  "What are you working on?" He asks following me. 


 I'm a little nervous of what he might think but I grab my painting from the rack and place it on my desk for him to see. 


 He stares at it wide eyed for a moment running his hand over it. 


  "I call it wondering skies" I say nervous of what he might think. 


  "Oh my god" He says eyes still traveling over my painting. 


  "I know it's not the best but I put a lot of work in it" I say feeling insecure by his reaction.


He shakes his head at me in disagreement.


"It's amazing Hazel" He says glancing over it.


"How did you know my name?" I ask and he giggles pointing to where I signed it in the corner. I laughed along with him causing everyone to glance at us like we were crazy.


"How long did it take you to paint this?" He asks sending me a grin that made my heart jump slightly.


"A few weeks ago I still have to go over the edge a little more and add more to dark color that's by the bright color but I'm almost done" I say pointing to the things I have left to do.


"Can I watch?" He asks excited. His excitement is like a little kid which is cute and kinda strange because you wouldn't think he would be so happy and inviting when he has so many tattoos covering his body but to me it just made him that much more adorable.


"Are you sure?" I ask suprised he'd want to spend the class watching me.


"Yeah I'll just start tommorow" He says pulling up a chair next to me.


"Okay" I say as I start to move my brush across the painting.


I talked to him about my classes and some of the others things I have painted and my favorite music and shows. I was happy to have someone to talk to.

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