R5 Imagines

Riker and Nicole: Part One

Nicole's POV

7:00 a.m.

Today is the first day of my new job and I'm pretty excited. I'm going to be an assistant stylist for a classic pop rock band. The band is called R5 and I'm starting to think that maybe I should've like Googled them or listened to their music. All I knew was that there were four boys and one girl in the band and they had a little brother who was a DJ. I got out of bed with a little hop, showered, and got ready for the day.

I packed my bag for the day and was pretty happy with my outfit. Today was gonna be so good. I just had that feeling.

I was only a few minutes behind schedule but I knew that if I slowed my roll to make breakfast, I'd be late and I didn't wanna be late on the first day.

Don't skip meals though; especially breakfast. That's the most important one. Just, ya know, just lookin' out for ya... *public service announcement over*

ANYWAY,

I decided I'd grab something to eat once I got there so I headed on over to the venue. When I arrived, the sweested blonde-haired woman was by the door.

"Good morning! You must be Nicole." She beamed.

"Hi." I replied. "Yep. That's me."

She immediately pulled me into a huge hug. "I'm so glad you were able to make it today."

"Thanks."

She showed me around the outdoor stage for the festival R5 would be headlining. My excitement grew as we walked around.

"Did you get something to eat?" Stormie asked in a sweet, motherly tone. We were walking backstage and I could see the band.

"Umm not quite but I'll grab something soon."

So there were two blondes and two brunettes in the band. I was kinda confused because I thought there were five people in the band but maybe the other simply wasn't in the room. Hmm. Weird.

I gotta say neither the blondes nor the brunettes are unattractive. They're all kinda, sorta super gorgeous in different ways. Like seriously.

"Hi." The drummer (who was fiddling with his drumsticks piped up). "I'm Ellington Ratliff but you can call me Ratliff."

"Hi Ratliff. I'm Nicole." I chuckled slightly. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. Would you like some Sprite?" He offered. "I have two cans because Rocky wanted some and then he didn't and then he did again and I was like 'Gurl, just make up your mind tho' so he finally decided he didn't want any. Gosh. He's so obnoxious. But like he's my bro. Ya know? Like we have our moments but we cool yo."

I just about exploded with laughter and the lovely chick, who seemed to be the only girl (or one of the few girls) in R5, started laughing too.

"Oh my." She snickered. "I apologize for the weirdness already. It's literally been two minutes and you've only met one boy and already, you're probably scarred for life."

"Nah. I'm good. I love it. You guys seem like so much fun."

"Oh good. I'm glad." She smiled. "Well I'm Rydel. It's so nice to meet you, Nicole."

"Nice to meet you too."

The other brunette with the fantastic man-bun in hair stood up slowly and I almost fainted because daaaaaaang he was tall. Like Dude. You gotta warn someone before you stand up and make them feel like a tiny sapling next to a huge tree. He was like 6' 3" or 6' 4" or something. Whoa.

Rydel and Ellington were pretty tall too but this one. It was crazy.

"How's it goin'? Rocky." He smiled shyly and shook my hand.

"It's going well thanks and nice to meet you, Rocky." I grinned. "Umm you probably get this a lot but wow you're tall..."

"Whoa. I am?" He acted surprised. "Nah. I've never heard that one before. Most people just think I'm hot."

"You wish, Rocky." The shorter blonde-haired guy laughed, standing up to greet me.

So like can Stormie and her husband like not produce ugly children? I guess that's it. I met Ross who was extremely adorable and hyper and I loved it. He insisted on having a backflip competition with me later and already, I had this feeling that he was one of the types that would let me win.

"Oh and Riker should be in here. He left to get a drink but I gotta warn ya..." Rydel spoke. "He's not really a morning person. At all. Like today he snapped at all of us because we were being annoying by "being all early and prepared" so yeah..."

"Oh my gosh. That's funny."

"Sure. We'll see how funny you find it when he walks in."

"Yeah. Bet you won't be laughing at all." Rocky agreed. "He's legit a Satan spawn when he has to wake up early. Like this morning he didn't talk to anyone and I swear he was growling while Rydel cooked pancakes and then he-"

Rocky abruptly stopped talking a tall, lanky blonde boy walked into the room. I assumed it was Riker because he shot a death glare at Rocky but then grinned at me. The thing was it wasn't an "Oh hi there. I'm so glad you're in my life." grin. It was a "Oh hi. You're in my life...therefore I shall make it a living nightmare until noon when I finally get over myself" grin.

"Hi. I'm Nicole." I extended my arm to shake his hand.

He reluctantly shook my hand. "I'm Riker. Pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure's mine."

"I can tell." He winked.

Ewwww. No. No. No. NO. NOOOOOOO. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Boy. Don't you play those games with me. Yes, I think you're drop-dead stunning but I am NEVER letting you know that.

We chatted for a bit and I actually spent most of the day getting to know everyone, meeting the crew, and goofing off until a few hours before the show. Also, why did no one inform me that Ryland was like only an inch shorter than Rocky? I've never felt so short.

Also Ryland is so handsome. It's ridiculous. They all really need to stop.

I ended up doing hair and makeup alongside Stormie and she insisted that I did Riker's styling. It's like she knew I kinda sorta liked him and that he got on my last nerve.

Riker was literally sitting there with a stack of pancakes on a plate. I wasn't about to ask him for one but I was kinda hungry. He was literally like stick thin but he was devouring that stack like there was no tomorrow.

Stormie glanced up, pausing her makeup job on Ratliff, and looked at Riker. "Oh Rikey, Sweetie. Why don't you share some of those with Nicole?"

"My pancakes?" He asked.

"Yeah or give her that bag of Chex Mix."

"Oh I'm fine." I shrugged contentedly. "No worries. I wouldn't wanna take all his food."

"You better not." He challenged quietly.

"Wouldn't dream of it." I retaliated. "You probably poisoned them anyway."

Riker rolled his eyes and I "accidentally" got the comb stuck in his hair. I yanked a little too hard and if his mom and siblings weren't in the room, I'd probably be a goner. But like I said before, today was gonna be great. Absolutely fantastic.

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Oh snap. What's gonna happen? Oh my. Guess we'll never know....

....until I finish writing Part Two. Hope you like it so far, Dear. ^_^