(Chapter Two)
A night with the Disco
(7 hours later)
6:00 PM
I sat in the small dressing room and prepared myself for what would be the greatest night of my life. Applying the last coat of mascara, I heard the door the dressing room open. I turned around and it was Brendon, Ryan, Jon and Spencer, all holding make-up boxes. "Our make-up artist got in an accident coming here and won't be able to make it here, so um...could you help us with our make-up?" asked Ryan, with the rest of the band nodding their heads. "Well, do you you know how to do your own eyeliner?" I asked putting down the mascara brush. They all shook their heads and walked over to the mirror to apply it. "Okay, when your done, um, Spencer, go to Avery's dressing room, Jon go to Sam's and Ryan go to Marissa's." I said. One by one Spencer, Ryan, and Jon left, except for Brendon, whom had non-intentionally got left with me. "Okay, so what make-up do you need put on you?" I asked picking up the eyeshadow out of Brendon's box he brought with him. "Just that eyeshadow, there in the box," he said pointing to a dark shade of black shadow. "Okay, well sit in the chair there and I will put it on you," I said pointing to the chair in front of the mirror. Brendon sat down and I got the eyeshadow.
Brendon's POV (after the band had left)
Wow. This girl. She is so beautiful, she should be a model, I cannot believe she is in the music business. She applies make-up really well. "Stop squinting!" she says. "Sorry." Her voice is so melodic. I really can't stop thinking about her...
Regular POV
"Okay, you look awesome," I said putting away the eyeshadow. "Wow, you are really good at putting on make-up," Brendon said admiring my work. "Well I have been doing it for 6 years; since I was 13," I replied, and started walking towards the door. As I went to grab for the door knob I felt two warm arms slide around my waist. I turned around to speak but Brendon put his fingers to my lips. He placed his mouth on my mouth and it was the most enjoyable kiss I have ever had. When his mouth removed from mine he said, "Meet me after the show in the tour bus." Brendon then removed his hands from my waist and walked out of the door.
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