Falling For The Rockstar

Friends.

I grab my book from my locker and look at my friend Abby. Her blonde hair is stacked on her head and her face is nicely done with makeup.
" Come on Becky, you have to admit, the band sounds really great," she bites her pale pink lips. Her green eyes plead with me. I sigh and drop the history book in my back pack.
"Fine. But your paying for my ticket," I say. I raise my eyebrow and she squeals.
"Oh my god! Of course! Yay!!!" She lets out a girly scream and spins in a circle. I roll my eyes and fling my back pack strap on my shoulder.
" Let's go crazy," I walk down the hall away from her and towards my car.
Forty minutes later, Abby and Nancy are on my bed, making me pick a out for.
"I think the black dress with the lace wedges would be super cute; It could get the eye of a guy," Nancy chirps. I raise a eyebrow and look at her. Her brown hair makes her grey eyes look extremely jewel like. Her eyes are thickly coated in mascara and eyeliner. I look to Abby where she's painting her nails a hot pink color. She looks at me and nods.
"It looks great on your body Becky. I would wear it if I where you," she flashed her white teeth then gets back to her nails.
"Fine, but you have to wear the purple v neck tonight," I say; Sticking my tongue out like I'm three. Nancy shrugs and rolls over.
"Whatever, I don't care. It looks good on me anyways," she gets up and gets dressed. I do the same and pull the dress over my body. I look in the mirror and see my curves.
I am 5' 2'' with a large chest and a really curvy bottom. I have dark chocolate colored curly hair that falls halfway down my back. My Crystal blue eyes make my face look like I wear contacts. My cheeks are naturally a light pink and my lips are full and a slightly red color. My friends say that I'm the ideal babe for any man with a mind.
I turn to look at Nancy. She's already in her dress and slipping on her shoes. Abby is dressed and applying her final make up touches. We are all around the same height and we all have different things about us that make us stand out. Abby has a natural tan all year round and Nancy seems to always have a feather in her hair.
" God Becky, you look hotter than hell," Abby whistles. Nancy nods and hands me my shoes. I put them on my feet and stand.
"Okay. Lets rock this concert," I smile and pick up the keys to my car.
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We get to the concert before the rush of the crowds. Nancy is flirting with some guy dressed in a black shirt and a pair of loose skinny jeans,Abby is sitting on the hood of the car, and I'm leaning against the hood of the car and watch Nancy. Nancy nods and brings her "friend" over to me and Abby. He's taller than all of us by at least a foot and pretty good looking. He's tan and built with blond strawberry hair. He has a pair of ratings and a chain thats attached to his jeans and his wallet.
"Hey girls. He wants to take us inside to see the band," she says while linking her arm between one of his. He smiles and nods his head toward the "private" door. Me and Abby look at each other and shrug. We both push ourselves off of the car and follow Nancy and her new friend inside. He takes us through a series of doors and hallways. He stops at a heavy metal silver door.
"Lady's,after you," he bows and lets us into the room. Nancy giggles like a school girl and lets us in first. The first thing I notice is the two other guys standing in a corner arguing about something. When we walked in both the boys stopped and started at us. The boy with black hair and blue crystal eyes locks eyes with me. I bite my lip and smile. He grins and then smacks his friend next to him.
" Hey Mick, come on dude. We can talk to them after the show," his voice says. Its low and deep with a husky sound. He walks past me and winks. His friend does the same with Abby.
" You girls can stay in here if you want, we will be back after the concert. Enjoy whatever," Nancy's boy says to us. He smiles then leaves the room. Nancy and Abby squeal and clasp their hands together. They fall on the couch and start having another giggle fest.
"Did you see his smile?"
"Did you see his ass?"
"Omg, girls! Get your shit together. We can't let them know we are all giggity around them. We need to be strong. As a whole," I say. I sit between them and Nancy sits up.
" Oh, like you didn't get this way when Mr.hotty looked at you," Nancy says. She sits up and smiles batting her eyelashes. I blush then stick my middle finger out at her. She flips me off right back then bumps Abby on the shoulder.
'' It's not my fault we encountered hot and sexy guys," Abby swoons. I stare at the both of them.
" Ya, they will wine us and dine us," I say. I cross my arms and stare at them. They both look at me like I might have lost my mind.
"Oh Becky. We don't know what they are like until we start to talk to them, and actually hang out with them," Abby says.
"Ya, you have barely been in the same room with him. Let alone talk to him," Nancy adds in. I snort and cross my arms across over my chest. Nancy and Abby ignore me and go to talking about their plans for the night. In a flash, the lights turn down and the television pops on. We sit up and stare at the television.
We can hear the crowds scream from inside the small room. The boys get on the stage and I seen the one who noticed me stand in the front. He's holding a pitch black guitar with skulls etched around the edges. He's dressed in a leather jacket over his black t shirt. His hair looks like he's been combing it with his fingers. I notice his grin as the rest of his band mates join him.
" are you already to Rock n Roll!!" He screams into the microphone. The crowd cheer and he smiles wider. "Then lets get ready to rumble!" He shouts again. And then as fast as a bat out of hell he starts to play his guitar and the whole band eruptes as one. They begin to play and sing. They play songs that sounds like Metallica and Five Finger Death Punch would be afraid to listen to.
I find myself enjoying the concert as the songs progress. Before I know it, the band is playing their final song. I can hear the crowd swaying and singing along. Maybe becauses of the alcohol that is running through their systems. The band says goodnight and I get prepared to see his face again. Abby and Nancy are tipsy from the drinks they have consumed in the past hour.
The sound of the door creeks open and I bite my lip. Why am I so nervous? The boys walk in and sit with their girls. Abby and Nancy look like they couldn't be happier. I sit myself down on a plush love seat that's placed in the corner with the least amount of bright light. I start to dwindle with my thumbs as Abby and Nancy begin to talk and make out with there band mates.
The couch cushion goes up and I look to see who has sat beside me. His smile is soft and gentle, his eyes showing no warning signs.
" Hey. I'm James Hendricks." He holds out a hand. I take it and shake it. His eyes glow with adrenaline, obviously from the show tonight.
" Hi, I'm Becky Rawlins." I let my hand shake his one more time. A smile plays on his lips.
" That's a gorgeous name," he says. I bite my lip and nod. "What is a sweet thing like you doing here?" His right eyebrow shoots up as if he's trying to solve a mystery.
" My friend Nancy," I point to wear Nancy is kissing the drummer," wanted to come and see you guys. So I came with her. That's why I'm here," I say. He nods and then turns sideways so he's facing me.
"Have you ever heard of us before tonight?" His eyebrows go up. I shake my head and he nods once. "What did you think of us then?"
"I think you guys were excellent, but I am not all into rock and heavy metal," I say shrugging my shoulders.
" then what are you into?"
"I am more into country," I say raising my eyebrow real fast. He smiles and leans back. His arm resting on the back of the love seat and his other laying in his lap.
" Maybe you can show me your favorite songs sometimes," he says. I look him in the eye and nod.
"Ya, that would be good," I smile.
"Hey I'm starving over here dip shit. Let's go get some food," the bass guitarist says. James turns from me to his band mates.
" Sounds good, but I'm gonna drive Becky, if that's okay with you?" He turns to look at me. I nod and smile.
" Ya, it's fine. Abby, your gonna drive my car," I toss my keys to her and she bites her lips and smiles. We all stand and begin to walk out of the room. James takes my hand and looks at me.
"Is this alright with you? I mean I won't go it if it feels to uncomfortable for you," he says.
"Its fine. I promise," I smile at him and squeeze his hand. It's rough with calluses and I can feel a few scars laying on his palm. He smiles at me. And that's the start to a wonderful night.