Meeting mr hottie

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I was pumping my fists and jamming to the music the DJ was playing while the Sexy muffins got ready to preform. In fact, I was so into the music that I accidentally bumped into someone and it sent us sprawling across the floor. I tumbled and banged my elbow in the process.
"Ow!" I rubbed my elbow gingerly. The figure next to me cursed and stood.
"Gee, thanks for the help." I glared up at the guy. What a gentleman.
"Hey, you fell on me." He rolled his eyes before extending his hand. I gladly took it as he hoisted me up. He smelled good, like mint and fresh laundry. Ok that sounded a bit weird. And creepy.
"Thanks. Sorry about that," I gestured with my hands.
"Hey, no problem. I'm Ashton by the way." He offered his hand. I shook it and said,
"Hey, I'm Kryn. You know, your name sounds kind of familiar..."
"I'm in a band called Five Seconds of Summer-"
"Wait a minute!" I snapped my fingers. "You're in a band called Five Seconds of Summer!"
"Yep!" He smiled warmly. It was a smile I could get used to! He had these warm green eyes that I just wanted to get lost in. And his silky hair... Ugh, stay strong!
"So, do you want to, uh, dance?" I said. He opened his mouth to respond when the DJ picked up his microphone.
"Alright guys, say hello to...The Sexy Muffins!" He announced and the singers mounted the stage with their sparkly pink microphones. They all had shiny silver tops with black leggings except for Rachel, who was showing off her curves in a tight gold dress. Ugh it just screamed desperate to me, but as I turned to voice my thoughts I saw Ashton staring at her with lust. Ugh men.
A spotlight shimmered down on her. Stage hog. She flipped her silky brown hair and the other four girls formed a semicircle around her. As she brought the mic to her red lips she thrust out her hip and started to sway. The girls behind her shook their hips in sync while they started to sing. Rachel grinned seductively and started on the first verse.

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The song ended with one last swing of her hips and she left the audience hanging on her last note. After a moment of silence the room broke into applause and everyone there stood and whistled and yelled.
"Show off." I muttered under my breath but Ashton was too busy clapping to notice. We definitely have our work cut out for us...

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