History repeating itself

Chapter 1: mistakes happen

Ridley Grey Shepard loved her parents, she really did but sometimes she wished she wasn't their daughter. It wasn't because she was rebelling against them or thought they were embarrassing, actually she thought they were both amazing and kinda like gods in their own way. It was because of their greatness people expected greatness from her and feared that she would be a disappointment in comparison. Not that she had told anyone other than her best friend Matt but she knew he would never tell anyone. This is why after hours of smiling and pretending to be the perfect replica of both her parents, she felt she had to expect for her internship orientation party. This also how her and Matt found themselves in a club called pandora although as soon as they got there Matt had left her to hook up with a pretty blonde, leaving Ridley alone.

Despite wearing a red studded shoulder which went to just above her knees and hugged to her body showing off her figure, red shoes, a grey blazer plus her dark curly brown hair in loose messy curls, dark smoky eye make up, red velvet lipstick, matching jewellery, she still looked like she belonged yet somehow shined bright.

" hey can I get a beer and whatever the pretty lady in the red wants?" A random guy who had just came to the bar said looking at her

" oh are you talking about me?" She said giving the man the once over, she actually saw that he was really attractive and maybe could be even described as hot

" yeah although to be fair you're the prettiest person in this whole bar so what will it be" he said giving her a charming smile

" I'm ok on the drink front to be honest, I already have one" she said holding up her glass as she went back to her phone looking at random thing

" I'm Mason, do you come her a lot? I'm sorry that such a lame thing to say, I never do this" he said giving her that prize winning smile again

" is that so? Anyways what your story?" Mason said as he down on the bar stool next to her, feeling braver than he been before

" my story? What makes you think I have one?" She said moving her body towards him something about this strange man pulled her towards him

" maybe it's the small scar on your arms or the sadness in your eyes, anyway everyone has a story" he said taking a sip from his drink

" I don't have one at least not one worth telling, what about you?" She said wanting the conversation to stay away from her and her life story

" me neither at least not one in Seattle I just moved here from England" he said as she finally placed the slight accent she was hearing

"Wow that's bit of a distance, why?" She found herself asking, despite that it broke every rule in her book

" I need a change I guess plus I got a job offer here so thought I would take it. What about you, I mean what's your name? Where are you from?" He said taking in everything about her from her perfect dark curly hair to her silky smooth skin

" oh I'm Rid and from here, I moved back a couple of months ago I'm ..... a singer" she lied hoping he wouldn't notice and ask more question

" singer?! Are you good? Maybe you could sing for me sometime" he said wanting to know more about the mysterious girl from the bar

" yeah maybe, you know I should be going its getting kinda late" she said downing the rest of her drink as she looked at her phone noticing that Matt had texted tell her he had went to the blonde's place and not to wait up for him

" yeah I guess you should" Mason said taking another sip of his beer looking her as she said her goodbye and walked out of the bar

The next morning