*Rexy's P.O.V*
"Here's to yet another awesome show guys." We all clinked our beer bottles together in a toast.
After the concert, we decided to go to an after party for all the performers. It was held in what looked liked an abandoned warehouse on the outside, but on the inside, it was more like a club. There was flashing lights, loud music, and all the musicians were just relaxed and enjoying themselves.
"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but that guy over there keeps checking you out Rex." Logan nodded his head over to a guy talking with a group of people. As soon as our eyes met, a kind of hot smirk went across his face.
"What?! How dare that horn dog try to hit on the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with!" Ryder said, putting a hand on his chest, pretending to be hurt.
"Oh suuure, but as I recall, the girl you were grinding on a few minutes ago wasn't this said woman too, now was she?"
"I mean it is pretty dark in here, how was I supposed to know who it was?" He said defensively
"Plus, she was the one that decided to dance on me. How am I going to deprive a hot girl from dancing with this." He motioned at his face.
"Oh my god, please just shut up before you make me puke.", The guys laughed at my comment.
"Well you might want to swallow that puke back up because your horn dog is coming over."
I looked back and sure enough, mystery guy was on his way towards us. He was tall with a built frame, and was wearing a black v neck that clung to him in all the right places. His sleek black hair only emphasized his emerald like eyes, and the mischievous grin he had as he walked over, started making me feel self conscious all of a sudden.
"Hi."
"Hey."
"Look, I know this is totally random, but I saw you from across the room, and thought you were absolutely beautiful."
"Oh, umm thanks." I smiled. I was glad it was dim in here or else he would have for sure seen my face turn red.
"So does this beautiful girl have a name?"
"Yeah, I'm ummm Rexy, Rexy Gray." I put out my hand for him to shake it.
"Dylan Moore." he responded, shaking my hand
"Wait, you're THE Dylan Moore? The Dylan from Poisonous Anarchy?"
"The one and only." he smiled.
"I love your music. I'm just mad that I wasn't able to catch your performance tonight because my own band mates were acting stupid while you guys were playing. I'm the lead singer of Blaze by the way."
"Ahhh, I thought I recognized you. Don't worry about it though, if you want I can just give you a private concert." He winked. I felt my face get hotter than before. "So, where are your mates? Or did you come here alone?"
"No, they're right-" I turned around, but the guys weren't there anymore. I scanned the room and saw Alex and Ryder dancing with some girls, and Logan was just talking to some other people.
"Well they were right behind me..."
"Well Ms.Gray, mind doing me the honor of keeping me company for the rest of the night?"
"It'll be my pleasure."
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The rest of the night was pretty chill. Dylan and I spent most of our time, talking about music and where we want to go with it. It started getting late though, so I knew it was time for me to say goodbye to Dylan,
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My Marriage Contract
Teen FictionFor as long as she could remember, Rexy Gray always wanted to be a rockstar and prove to other people that she was worth something. Although her mom died when she was little and she lives with her deadbeat father who is always on the run from debt c...