FEVERISH [RYDEN] [REPOST]

STILETTOS AND SILENCE

Audrey Kitching stood in the airport terminal, twisting her ring around her finger, her eyes fixated on the screen in front of her.

Fuck.

Her flight was late.

She looked down at her stilettos, silently cursing herself at the decision to wear them.

Of all the shoes in the world to wear in the airport, she picked stilettos.

If she missed her own goddamn boyfriend's show, she was going to SCREAM.

Audrey fell into the seat, whipping out her phone, catching the eye of the girl sitting across from her in the same position, her head in her hands, scene queen bracelets falling down her wrists.

Audrey shook off her shoes and curled her feet into the seat.

A: [srry brndn. flight l8. in msp airprt.]

B: [its ok. see u soon. <3}

The girl across from her tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and opened her phone for the fourth time in the last five minutes.

J: [ryan u good]

J: [flight l8]

J: [ryan]

Jac Vanek, thoroughly fed up, snapped it shut and shoved it in her pocket.

The two girl's eyes met.

"Boys?" Audrey mouthed, raising her eyebrows at Jac.

Jac nodded slightly before theatrically rolling her eyes.

Audrey got up from her seat and grabbed her heels and carry on, slipping into the seat next to her.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"Where you headin?"

"My boyfriend's in a band. I'm going to see them on tour."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Me too."

Audrey raised a painted-on eyebrow.

"What's his name?"

"Ryan. Ryan Ross."

Audrey's mouth dropped open.

"What? No way! He's in a band with my boyfriend Bre-"

"Brendon? No way! You're dating my boyfriend's little puppet?"

"Puppet?"

"Yeah, that's what he calls him. Apparently, it's one of their band jokes or something. Funny, isn't it?"

Audrey laughed.

She did not think it was funny.

"I can tell Brendon to have him text you."

"That would be great."

The speaker went off as she opened her phone.

"Adrienne Wilson to Gate 6, I repeat, Adrienne Wilson to Gate 6."

A: [hey brndn cn u tll ryn 2 txt his gf]

There was no response.

She waited five minutes with a nervous laugh.

"It's fine, I'm sure they're just busy, show day."

"Yeah."

Jac averted her eyes.

"I'm Audrey Kitching, by the way."

"Wait, no way! I follow you on MySpace! I'm Jac. Jac Vanek."