David:👇
it'll be pitch black out. Your alone, walking the road. It's something you do all the time, so your not scared. That and you know how to defend yourself if anyone tried to hurt you. One night though, something did happen.
While you were walking, a guy on a motorbike slows beside you.
"Hey," is what he says. You look at him before looking away and continuing forward.
You know better, don't give anyone attention, especially strangers on bikes!
He follows you. "What's the rush?" He'll ask, which makes you look at him again.
"I'm walking," you'll respond, and he'll scoff. "You're either very brave, or very naive," he'll joke before flashing a dangerous smirk that makes your heartbeat speed up.
You glare at him.
"I'm David. You?"
"Y/N," you respond, still walking. He'll pull up a bit closer to you. "Why don't you jump on? I'll give you a ride."
"No thanks," you respond, but he doesn't take no for an answer.
He pulls out in front of you, blocking you from going any further. "It's too dangerous out here at this time. It's safer if you come with me."
He outstretches a gloved hand, waiting for your answer. You almost refuse, but you can't deny that you think he's really handsome, and so far, the most interesting person you've met so far in Santa Carla.
So you cave, and get on.***
Paul:👇
you get up on the stage at the boardwalk, taking the mic in your hand. Your heart is pounding and your head is sweating. You don't know how everything is going to go! This is your first time ever singing in front of a large audience...
You try to stay calm.
Your eyes scan the crowd, before you suddenly see someone messing around with another.
He looks like Twisted Sister, and the guy he's horsing around with has blond curly hair and an outrageously colorful patch jacket.
You keep staring at the Twisted Sister guy.
'He's cute,' you think, before his head turns and his eyes stare at you.
You look away quickly, clearing your throat and speaking in the mic.
"Hey, I'm Y/N. Today I will be covering Y/F/S." (Your favorite song)
You strum the strings of your guitar, singing so sweetly. You don't notice that the guy who looks like Twisted Sister is lost in staring at you, lost in your voice...
After you're done singing and you get off stage, you begin to pack up your bags.
"Hi," a voice says behind you. You look around to see him. Your eyes widen, and cheeks begin to turn pink.
"Hi," you whisper, extremely nervous.
He smiles. "I heard you singing. You have a beautiful voice."
"Thank you," you reply, feeling your heart pound out of your chest.
He outstretches his hand. "I'm Paul, by the way."
"Y/N," you grin, shaking his calloused hand.
"Well Y/N, you wanna go get a bite?"
You said yes to quickly😂***
Marko:👇
Your sitting on the carousel with your friends, riding around, not a care in the world.
A group of four walk past you, the one behind the other three catches your eye.
It was his jacket...it was so different.
You stared at his back, admiring all the details in that patch jacket, and also noticing the blond curls that runs down his back.
Suddenly, he turns, and you see his face.
Your eyes widen. He's the handsomest boy you've ever seen! You can't stop staring, and soon, he looks at you.
He grins at you softly, waving a little before hopping off the carousel, following the other three.
You get off as fast as you can, but you lose sight of him.
Bummed out, you back to your friends.
A couple hours later, while your wandering around the boardwalk, after practically trying everything, you accidentally bump into someone.
Turns out, it's the patch jacket boy on the carousel.
You are really embarrassed, but he smiles at you, saying that it's alright.
"I'm Marko," he says.
"Y/N," you answer. Then, you make conversation about little things, like how long they've been in Santa Carla, who they are etc...
Suddenly, Marko perks up. "Have you eaten yet?"
You shake your head.
"I know a great Chinese place, if you want we can go there and maybe get to know each other better."
He said it kind of shyly, but your heart was falling...
You went to have Chinese food with your new friend.
***
Dwayne:👇
You just broke up with your ex, who was a seriously bad guy.
You were glad he was gone, and you definitely wanted some time to yourself.
So, you decided to hang out at the boardwalk.
You walk around, swinging a little flower that you picked, gently moving out of the way of oncoming people.
Ahead of you, there's a dark haired man with tan skin holding the hand of a little boy.
You stop, and stare for a moment. You notice instantly how calm he is, how his hand is protectively holding the little boys.
You can't help but smile softly. Your ex hated children, couldn't stand them at all. You however, loved children and wanted to have a big family.
The man picks the little boy up, giving him a piggy back ride, walking towards you.
"Excuse me," he says to you as he passes you.
You stare over your shoulder at him...your chest tingling a little. He was very handsome, very strong looking.
You hope you'll see him again.
A week later, you go back to the boardwalk, and you find him sitting on a motorbike, head down.
You want to introduce yourself, but at the same time, your hesitate.
Your ex left a pretty bad taste in your mouth...you don't want to experience that again.
Still, you find yourself saying hi.
He looks at you and says hi back, confusion on his face.
You talk to him for a moment, about how his night is, how long he's lived in Santa Carla.
It goes well, but you can tell that he's usually the quiet type.
So, you ask if there is anything else fun to do in Santa Carla.
"To be honest, I mostly hang out at the boardwalk with my brothers. But if you want fun, there's the beach. That's where we go riding."
"Your a motorbike kind of guy," you laugh, smiling.
He nods a little, smiling as well.
Then, everything seems to get easier. You talk about a ton of things, and then he offers you a ride, which you decline, but the second time he offers, you accept.To lazy to write about the Frog Brothers/ Michael and Sam Emerson 😂
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