Bandmate ||Ricky Garcia||

《f o r t y - f i v e》

''She should be getting her facial, so we asked for an acne reduction mask and bam same room,'' Liam explained as Emery parked the car in front the rich part of town and pretty glass doors. 

''It looks expensive and I only brought $50?'' I asked taking out my wallet as an imaginary fly escaped the pouch. 

''Don't worry about that, Liam will pay.'' Emery says parking outside the facility and turning off the car. 

''Oh yeah sure I'll pay,'' He leans forward, peaking his green eyes through the seats. ''Emery can I borrow $300?'' 

The grin on his lip widens as his eyebrows raise towards Emery. He rolled his eyes and started to shift in his seat and pulls out the wallet from his back pocket. ''Here, but you better pay me back.'' 

''Yeah sure, let's go, Audrey.'' Liam opens his door and I turn to give Emery one last pleading look. His brown eyes form a smile and shrugs waving a goodbye as I exit the car.  ''This is very exclusive space so don't embarrass me.''

His hands pull on the glass door and a burst of cool strawberry air explodes. ''Oh my gosh they have a fountain, Liam!'' I exclaim as loud as I can, making his head jerk in my direction with wide eyes. He squints and calmly continues his way to the main desk.  

''Hello we have an appointment for Attridge and Jackson?'' Liam starts to say and I approach to stand beside him. Looking around I see cute little signs of some deals and types of packages they offer.

''You guys really use real gold for the facial?'' I ask with a voice resembling a child just to really make Liam pop a vein. 

The lady looked up from her computer and smiled, ''Yes, the gold improves the skin elasticity  and reduces wrinkles.'' 

''Perfect for you, because you starting to look like a bulldog.'' Liam's face glares at me with darken eyes telling me to be quiet. ''Excuse us.'' He then tells the lady. 

''Follow me to your rooms.'' She was done with us. As we followed her heels Liam turned to look at me. 

''I told you not to embarrass me,'' he said keeping his teeth tighten only moving his lips. 

''You call me a bulldog? When really the person with the most wrinkles is someone else.'' I raise my eyebrows looking at his forehead where he always has prominent facial expressions. 

''Ms. Jackson this is your room.'' The lady points at the door that read 'facial' in pretty font of gold over it. I nod and give Liam a thumbs up before entering. Once inside I see that there's different sections in this wide room. Before I had time to look at the plants dotting every 5 feet a man appeared from behind offering me his hand. 

''Welcome, my name is Gio and I'll be your facialist today.'' He greeted me as I shook his hand giving him a smile. 

''Nice to meet you, Gio.'' I smiled back and I started to look around the rest of costumers in hopes for one of them to be Peyton. I finally noticed her in the opposite corner of where we were heading. How was I suppose to talk to her? 

Tapping his shoulder he quickly turns around, ''Yes?'' 

''Can I sit in that chair over there?'' I asked pointing behind me. He gave me a wary look, ''It's just that there's a window in this side and I prefer the shadows over there..'' My voice trailed over as he gave me a stare and a parted mouth. 

He bit his lip and nodded, ''Sure thing. Please go and take a sit while I prepare for the facial.'' He claps his hands together and walks away. Turning with the heels on my feet I start to make my way to her. Her long black hair is tied back to a bun as her long lashes rest upon her white creamed cheeks.