@gracehustle
She laughed lightly and rolled her eyes, "You don't need to impress me Prince, I think you already accomplished that."
She laughed lightly and rolled her eyes, "You don't need to impress me Prince, I think you already accomplished that."
He grinned and looked at her butterfly. "Damn. That's better than my first try."
"Nah, bet yours was better," She replied, blushing ever so slightly, "I just did whatever and only paid attention when it came to the details.'
"Mine was a blobby blue cloud, " he said, snorting at the memory. "Yours is definitely better."
Jynna laughed, imagining the picture in her mind, "I guess mine is better than your first try then, though now mine stands no chance against your art."
He gestured to his painting. "This is years of practice. You'll get there in no time."
"I can only hope," She replied, walking over to him and studying some of the other graffiti on the wall.
There were older pieces peeking out from beneath slightly less older pieces peeking out from beneath newish pieces peeking out from beneath new pieces. Abstract stories and thoughts put into splashes of color. Not all were as detailed as Rhydar's or Jynna's, but they still showcased their artist's skill.
Her eyes drifted from piece to piece, causing her to smile at some of them and almost take a picture of others that amazed her.
Rhydar leaned on the shed door, hands stuffed in his pockets as she watched Jynna with a small, idle smile. "Graffiti usually gets a bad rep. Associated with trouble makers and whatnot. It's not always the case–though I am one such trouble-maker, so I'm not an exception."
"I know it can get a bad rep, I'm always just amazed of how they get the art in the places they do." She glanced at him and gave him a small smile, "What's the craziest place you've graffitied?"
"Under a bridge that was going over a small river," he said immediately. "The night that we met, I had just graffitied my old school's lockers. Hence the can of paint that turned out to be an effective weapon."
She laughed and raised an eyebrow, "You spray painted your school's lockers? That's insane, and you didn't get caught?"
He smirked. "Who knows? I left before they could do anything."
"So you didn't get caught," An amazed smile appeared on her face, "Wow..that's insane, what did you paint?"
"It was more like a message with a few splashes of jewels. I usually incorporate them into my work." He shrugged, a grin spreading across his lips.
"I'm slightly curious as to what the message said," She replied, reaching over to the cans of paint she had used to pick them up and put them away.
"I'd prefer to not repeat it." He smirked at her and grabbed his paint cans as well. "Preserve your innocent ears."
She laughed and rolled her eyes, "You're worried about my innocent ears?" With the cans of paint in hand she headed back to the shed so she could put them away.
"Mhm." He followed her, holding open the door for her. "I basically said 'eff you' and some other stuff that would've definitely gotten me expelled."
"Wow…if you had been caught, you'd be so dead." She nodded in thanks and put the paint away quickly, looking around at all the colors once she was done.
Rhydar put his paints away and waited for Jynna. "Good thing I transferred."
a brief look of confusion crossed her face and she glanced at him, "Where'd you transfer too? Is it a long ways away?"
He raised a brow. "Forgot already? Jynna, I transferred to your school."
"Oh, duh." Her face turned bright red and she tried to hide her face, "Nevermind me, I'm an idiot."
He smiled at her adorable blush. "You're adorable," he said out loud.
"Am not," She replied, the comment just making the blush spread and get brighter red.
His smile widened to a grin. "Quite the contrary, my Princess. I think you're very adorable, especially with that blush of yours that's only getting cuter."
She scowled at the ground and tugged her shirt up to cover the bottom half of her face and most of the blush, a tiny smile covered up as well "Shut up Prince, I'm not adorable."
He chuckled and came up to her. He gently pulled down her shirt from her face and lifted her chin up so that she was looking at him. "Then how about this: You're gorgeous and too good for someone like me."
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