"I wonder what she's gonna be like."


Alex, Jack and Rian were all sitting around the living room of Alex's small apartment. It was crowded to say the least, but since his break-up with Lisa, Alex was having a hard time getting back on his feet. When he wasn't traveling with the band, his mind didn't wander far enough for him to considering finding a new home to purchase. Instead, he invested all of his time and money in beer, which he typically shared with the three men taking up all the space in his house.


Currently, the band mates were waiting the arrival of the one and only Zack Merrick. For the first time since High School, he'd called the band together over a tour break, telling them that he had someone important that he wanted them to meet. It was strange, for the simple fact that Zack never met anyone interesting enough to introduce to his friends that they didn't already know.. Much less a girl.


"I bet she's like, super ugly," Jack joked, popping the tab on a cold beer. "She has to be. He's been hanging out with this chick for months and hasn't had the guts to bring her around until now."


"Maybe he just didn't want to scare her off with you."


"Ha-Ha," Jack rolled his eyes, tossing one of the couch coushins at Rian's head.


The two exchanged a few dirty looks before the conversation picked back up.


"Zack doesn't have bad taste. She's probably pretty. I'm just still baffled by the fact that Zack has a girlfriend."


"She's not my girlfriend," Alex threw his hands up in defense, making his voice high and girl-like, a horrible attempt to mock Zack. "Remember guys, they're just friends, so no romance talk!"


The three of them laughed. It was true, Zack had warned them not to come on too strong with the lovey-dovey talk. He'd admitted to being interested in said girl, but he wasn't clear on whether or not her feelings were returned, so he wanted everyone to keep it chill.


"Zack texted," Rian murmured, typing a reply on his phone. "He said stop talking shit because they're coming up now."


Alex inhaled softly and took a seat on the couch beside Jack. They were like children, waiting to meet their new puppy or something. Silence filled the room, they awkwardly stared at each other, trying not to laugh, until the door knob twisted and excitement set in. They were about to meet the mystery girl.


Zack stepped in first, a shy grin on his face, holding the door open for the girl. He glanced to his friends, waiting to see what they'd think of the beauty he'd befriended.


She came in a moment later, her doe eyes full of wonder. Her dark brown hair was scattered across her shoulders, her eyeliner was applied perfectly, and the dress she was wearing showed off all of her best curves without revealing a thing. Her gloss lips curved into a smile upon seeing the men in the room. She batted her mile-long eyelashes at them and tossed her painted nails up in a wave.


They were in awe.


"Guys, this is Brooklyn." Zack wrapped an arm around her shoulder, warning them that she was his. "Brooklyn, this is Jack, Rian and Alex."


"Pleasure to meet you all," Brooklyn beamed, her smile almost as perfect as Rian's. "I've heard so much about you!"


Jack and Rian both spoke in return to her, but Alex sat on the couch with his eyes wide and his mouth slightly ajar. Yes, he looked like a fool, but the smile on Zack's face proved that this humored him more than it bothered him. After a moment of silence passed, Jack kicked Alex in the leg to bring him back to earth.


"Uh, can I get you a drink?" Alex stood up, offering Brooklyn one of the cold beers from the table. Her fingers wrapped around the can, her skin faintly touching his own, making his hand tingle. "I hope you don't mind beer."


"Not at all," she popped the tab, smiling up at Zack before she took the first swig. "So, who wants to tell me an embarrassing story about Zack?"


Jack, of course, was the first to jump on the offer. But Alex? Alex was in a whole different world. He was so amazed by Brooklyn, the way she could drink a beer without burping like a man, and the way her purfume lingered in his nose had him intoxicated on life. It's no wonder Zack wanted to take things slow with her. Someone like Brooklyn doesn't just end up with someone like Zack. It just isn't possible.


No, Brooklyn belonged with someone like himself, and that's exactly why Alex knew he had to go after her.

Notes

So, let's be honest. I hate the first chapter of new stories. Test spin: Want more or not?
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