Summary: You moved to Santa Carla with your older brother Michael and your younger brother Sam. While out on the Boardwalk, you see Him....
You walked down the Boardwalk of Santa Carla with your older brother Michael and your younger brother Sam. You were wearing a white, corset tank top that was laced in the middle,
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a white skirt
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and sandals.
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Michael sighed as he glanced at your outfit.
"Couldn't you have chosen a more modest outfit?" He asked. You rolled your eyes.
"Leave me alone, Michael. Last time I checked you weren't my parent." You said. You were the middle child of the Emerson family. You and Michael didn't exactly get along very well. Michael scoffed.
"I may not be your parent, but I am your older brother, which means you have to listen to what I tell you." He said. You rolled your eyes.
"Like hell I do." You grumbled. Sam had left a little bit ago to go and look at a comic store that he saw, leaving you with your big brother. As you and your brother got closer to a live concert that was going on, you heard the revving of motorcycles. You looked over your shoulder and saw four males, all dressed in some kind of leather. They either had long hair or hair styled in a mullet. One male that caught your eye was the male with the platinum blonde hair. His hair was styled into a mullet. His eyes. His electric blue eyes were what really caught your attention. Suddenly, his eyes locked onto yours and you could swear that the world stopped. There was nothing else. No Michael. No Sam. No mom. Just you and the male.
"[Y/N]!" You jumped as Michael called your name, placing his hand on your shoulder. You looked at your brother. Michael saw the boy you had been staring at. Michael frowned. "You should probably stay away from those guys. They look like trouble." He said. You scoffed.
"And you're not?" You asked. You turned to walk away. You glanced over your shoulder one more time. The male with the platinum blonde hair was still staring at you. He gave you a wink, making you blush. As you turned to follow Michael, you hoped that you would see him again.
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//How do you like the first chapter so far?? I'm really sorry if it sucks, like I said. This is my first time really writing a preference book so please go easy on me. Anywho, next up is Dwayne, my personal favorite next to Marko.//
