Chapter 1

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I stare, with my eyes widened.

I just broke a guitar that costs more than me. I didn't have my wallet, Brendon didn't have his either.

"Dammit!" I mumbled.

All of the sudden, I hear a growl. I turn my head, only to see a big angry man marching towards us.

Shit.

"What the hell? Disrespectful little shit heads! You're going to pay for this or I swe-!" The man tries to scream, but was interrupted.

"Mr. Valentine, please calm down. We have customers present. Let me handle this." A girl begs. A very pretty girl. Wait not pretty... beautiful.

"Evelyn, did you not see what these two did?" He shouts at her.

"Yes, sir, but please, let me handle this." Evelyn says as she goes to stand in front of us.  She wasn't doing much to block his view of us since both Brendon and I are taller than her.

Mr. Valentine huffs and walks away.

We all sigh in relief. Brendon looks like he wants to faint. Should I let Sarah know? Nah, he will be fine.

Evelyn walks behind the counter, and takes her wallet out from behind the counter. She rings up the price of the bass and deposits the money into the register.

I couldn't believe it. I could tell by the look on Brendon's face that he couldn't either.

"I...you..what?" I rambled.

"You're welcome. I, honestly, hope my roommate doesn't flip out when she figures out I can't pay my half of the rent this month. You know, since I just used all of the last two months of my paycheck I had saved." She , nervously, laughed.

"Thank you." Brendon says.

"Yeah, what he said." I say, agreeing

She flashes a smile. It's a gorgeous smile. She's gorgeous. Oh god am I staring? I am staring. Shit, shit, shit. I really should've been more popular in school. I would've learned how not to stare at beautiful women then.

Evelyn looks at the both of us then says, "well, I've got a work shift to finish, and if I were you guys, I'd leave before my boss flips more shot. Have a nice day, boys." She , waves and disappears off into the back room.

I can't help but check out her ass for a quick second. It's nice. I shake my head and mutter a quick "damn." Brendon does too and I hope it wasn't for the same reason as me.

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