Nikki POV
"He's cute" I comment to the guy Bree pointed out. I had a boyfriend but I can still call a guy cute. "Yeah his names Owen!" Bree said excited "have you guys talked?" Lauren asked. "Yeah we have bio together. He's really sweet and artistic" she said with dreamy eyes "how funny I use to do art" I say giggling as Lauren rolled her eyes "if winning the art competition the last three years in a row and talking about It nonstop means 'use too' then yeah she use to do art" Lauren says as I stick my tongue out at her. "Wow that's impressive! Are you entering again?" Bree asked stealing glances at Owen "no" I shake my head "I'll let someone else win" I say as Lauren rolls her eyes "I bet Owen will win" she said bringing him back up "yeah he seems like a good artist. The contest tomorrow so i guess we will see then" I say as Lauren nods. "Excuse me? Bree?" We turn to see Owen. "Oh hey Owen" Bree says cheerful. "We should be going now we've got to go...meet up with Adam and Chase" Lauren says pulling my arm,pulling me away from Owen and Bree. We found the guys at there locker watching Owen and Bree chat. Lauren went to Adam as he slung his arm around her. I went Chase who did the same "who's he?" "Owen" I say giggling along with Lauren. Adam and Chase looked a little worried. I kissed Chases cheek "that's Brees new crush not mine. I've got mine" I say with arms wrapped around his torso. He squeezes his arm around me keeping me from moving away "mine" he says kissing my head as I giggle.
Bree's POV
"Hey Bree" Owen greeted "oh hey Owen" I said trying to look casual "I was wondering if you would join me at the art competition" he asked with hopeful eyes "oh sure! I was planning on going anyway" I said when I really wasn't planning on going. "Really? Did you enter?" He asked "w-what? Oh n-" "I love a girl with an artistic side" he says looking excited. "Oh y-yeah I'm entering. I've got a painting I've been working on for weeks!" I say making it believable "great! I'll see you there" he says kissing my cheek and leaving. Oh was I in trouble. I don't know how to paint! I can't even stay inside the lines! Anything I enter with wont even come in 10th place. What was I gonna do?
"Nikki I really need your help!" I say rushing into her room where she laid down on her laptop "sure what is it?" She asked closing the laptop and scooting over so I could sit with her "I told Owen I was entering the competition tonight! I don't know how to paint!" I say freaking out "so what do you need me for?" She asked confused "I was hoping you could paint a picture for me to enter with" I say with a sweet smile trying to convince her "I'm not sure" she says looking like she thinking "please! Do this for your bionic bestie/sister" she smiles "ok I'll have a painting ready for you to enter by tonight" she agrees as I tell in excitement and hug her "thanks so much!" "No problem. Go get ready while I paint" I nod and do as she says.
After a few hours the competition was about to begin. I had brought Nikki's painting and put it on display. She even came up with the idea to wear a device so she can explain art stuff that I don't understand. I finally spot Owen. He's so cute! Blonde,tall,lean,just so cute! Oh no he's walking over here! "Nikki he's coming" I whisper "ok be ready" she says out of the device "hey Bree" he greets before looking at the painting "wow really nice painting" he says awwwing at the art. The painting was of the inside of the ocean,it had sand at the bottom along with a few shells. "It's so original! Tell me what does this mean?" A painting is suppose to mean something?! "Oh ok you wanna know what it means" I say loud enough for the device to hear "it's a painting of life. We are all sand at the bottom as democracy is the hard shifting waves. The waves move us and tell us where to go and what to do and expect us to listen. But some people are head strong enought to stand there ground like the shells. Choosing there own path and making there own descions" I repeated as Nikki said it. It actually was very deep "wow I like how you see it. Would you like to see mine?" "Sure" I answer as he holds his hand out to mine and holds it til we get to his work. It a tire with different colored paint splatters. "Very ugh lovely" "thank you" he says smiling "this represents life also. The different colored splatters represent us as people using our 'tires' to roll into our own destined future" awww how he said it was so cute but I'm not sure what it ment fully. "Very deep" Nikki says as I copy.
Nikki's POV
The art competition seemed to be going well. Bree was doing really great with the help of me of course. I had to keep adjusting the dial to the ear peice to make sure I could hear her clearly. Suddenly Adam and Chase entered the lab playing football. "Mind doing that somewhere else?" I ask over there grunts and yeses for getting the ball "we can't play in the living room" Adam says "then play outside" I say but then the ball hits me in the head causing the device to come out. "I'm sorry!" Chase said waking over to me "no no no no no" I warned but he stepped on the chip making a cracking noise. "Oh no" I said sighing
Bree's POV
"What do you think of this marvelous work?" Owen asks about the ballon on a canvas "oh a ballon on a canvas how could I put it?" I repeat trying to get Nikki to respond but she didn't. "Hello?" I said louder trying to get her to answer "hello" Owen repeated. "I think it's too beautiful to descibe" I pass off "I agree" I sigh. Where's Nikki?! "Oh look there judging" Owen says pointing as they examind 'my' work. "Look they seem to like it! Lets go explain what it means. You'll win for sure!" "Ok" I say but inside I was worried. What was I gonna do? Nikki won't respond?! Owen leads me to the judges as they look at 'my' painting. "Hello this is Bree,the painter of this painting" Owen introduces me. "Hello this is a beautiful peice of work! Tell me what does it mean?" Why do people ask this? Why does it have to mean anything? I can't remember what Nikki said! "Um it's of a beautiful ocean that suppose to be like the president and stuff and were the sand and it sweeps us into shells that are too stubborn to move" I say trying to pass it off as the judges looked confused but nodded and went to a different peice of work. "What? How come you said something different earlier?" Owen asked "ugh I was just joking with the judges." I say fake laughing. Oh this will be a disaster
Nikki's POV
"Bree is gonna kill me" I say trying to put the chip back together "why?" Chase asked. "Because I'm helping her get Owen and thanks to you two I can't" I groan "I told you two to play somewhere else!" I say frustrated "I'm sorry Nikki I didn't know" Chase apoligized. "Ok" I say going into the elevator hoping that Bree will come home with good news
Bree's POV
I lost the competition which was ok but Owen looked sorta bummed he didn't win either. He was walking me home. How sweet? "I'm sorry you didn't win" I said as he looked at me confused "it wasn't your fault. They have next year anyway. I hope I'll get to see what's next of your work" I sighed. I can't lie any longer. "I can paint" I admit as he looks at me and chuckles "yes you can your amazing!" "No that's not mine" I say a bit ashamed "who's was it?" "Nikki's she's been telling me all this art stuff" I say taking the device out my ear "why?" He asked turning to me "because I wanted to impress you with art facts but I don't know anything about art" he smiled instead of leaving like I thought "you did that for me?" He said giving my hand a squeeze "yeah it was pretty dumb I know" I said looking down "I only did it because I like you" I admitted also "I like you too! I invited you to spend time with you" I smiled "really?" I said excited "really. Do you wanna go out sometime?" He asked as we arrived at my door. "I'd love too!" "Great! Well I'll see you tonorrow" he said before leaning in and giving me my first kiss! Ahhh! Best night ever!
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Accidental Lab Rat (Lab Rats Fanfic)
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