The girl’s hair was like a raven’s wing. Her bangs hung in her face which, by the way, was absolutely stunning. Her eyes were as dark as his. Actually, they may have been darker if that was possible. Her figure was slim, and she was average height with pale skin. Could this girl even be human? She seemed so... perfect.
“What’re you lookin at, Jack-o?” the man’s best friend asked as he walked over to him and slung his arm around his shoulders.
The man’s friend was the singer of All Time Low, Alex Gaskarth. His hair was brown again after it had been partially pink and blond for the whole summer, and his eyes were also brown. Although, they were nowhere near as dark as the man’s. He also stood at 6’0”. Alex was wearing a Glamour Kills shirt and his American flag skinnies.
There was a reason why the man was so close to someone as famous as Alex. The reason was because the man was none other than Jack Barakat, the hyperactive guitarist of All Time Low. Jack had dark hair with a chunk of blond on the left side of his head. He was known for being lanky, standing at 6’1 ½”, and having big, dark brown, puppy dog eyes, and a big nose. Although having big eyes and a big nose would normally look weird on a human, they seemed to suit him. Actually, they worked in his favor by making him cuter like a plushie. Today, he was wearing his “BONER” shirt and a pair of black skinnies.
“Hello? Earth to Jack.” Alex's hand waved in front of Jack’s face. This finally snapped him out of his daze and made him look over at his friend.
“Huh?” He hadn’t been paying attention to anything that Alex had said.
“I asked ‘what’re you lookin at, Jack-o’?”
“That girl over there.” Jack pointed across the room to the girl that fascinated him. “She’s absolutely gorgeous.”
Alex’s eyes followed the direction that Jack’s finger was pointing. “Wow, she is really pretty. Why don’t you go talk to her? She is at our meet-and-greet after all.”
“I think I will.” Jack made his way over to the mysterious girl. Why was she mysterious? Well, she was at an All Time Low meet-and-greet, but she hadn’t even tried to talk to any member of the band or anyone for that matter. “I’m Jack.”
She turned her head to face him. Her eyes caught his in a stare. Her eyes looked so... inhuman. “Faida,” she finally spoke.
“That’s an interesting name.”
“It’s Icelandic. It means wings that are folded.”
“Pretty.” He rubbed his neck with his hand. “I was wondering why you weren’t talking to any of us.”
She shrugged. “I was waiting.”
“Waiting for what?”
“A good time to talk to you.”
“OMG!” a group of girls said from behind Jack. “Can we have your autograph?”
“Just a sec,” he told them. He turned back to Faida. “Maybe we should talk after this. Tomorrow is a free day for us, so we can meet up tomorrow.”
“Ok.”
“Give me your number. I’ll text you when I get up.” She handed him her Galaxy S III, and he swapped their numbers. “There you go, my lady. I have to entertain these girls, so I guess I’ll just see you tomorrow.”
“Ok. See you.”
Faida walked away from the lanky man and left the meet-and-greet area. She soon found herself in her car, on her way to her house. She absolutely couldn’t wait for tomorrow. A devilish grin appeared on her face as she turned the music up. Her plan was going right, and she will complete her mission that she set for herself. Jack wasn’t going to know what hit him.
~
“Tonight was a good show, wasn’t it?” Alex asked the Lebanese man as he laid down in his bunk that was across from his. He got no response. “Are you daydreaming about your new girlfriend again?”
“Huh? Um, no, and she’s not my girlfriend.”
“Yet.”
“Ok. Yes, I was thinking about her.”
“What exactly were you thinking of?” Alex suggestively rose his eyebrow.
“I wasn’t thinking anything like that, you perv. I want to text her, but I told her that I wouldn’t ‘til tomorrow. Do you think it’s too soon. I mean, it’s only been an hour and a half.”
“Just text her something. I know you won’t stop asking me that same question until you do.”
“I thought you liked it when I annoyed you.” Jack smirked.
Alex laughed. “Sure. I can’t wait for you to annoy me again. Just text her already.”
“Ok.”
Jack: I can’t wait to see you tomorrow. ;)
Faida: Same here. :)
Jack: What are we going to do tomorrow?
Faida: Idk. We can figure it out later. Why don’t you tell me about yourself?
Jack: You can look up stuff about me online. I’d rather it if you told me about yourself.
Faida: I’m a freelance photographer. I do take pictures that my boss wants me to as well.
Jack: Really? That’s really cool.
Faida: I also enjoy singing, playing bass, writing, and drawing.
Jack: Basically, you’re the creative type.
Faida: Basically.
Jack: That’s really cool. What are some other stuff that you like?
Faida: Like my favorite things?
Jack: Yeah.
Faida: Favorite colors: black and white. Favorite animal: birds. Favorite season: Winter. Favorite sport: bowling. Favorite place: my studio. Favorite holiday: Don’t have one. Favorite food: sloppy joes. Favorite movie: Home Alone. Favorite TV show: Supernatural. Favorite flower: Lily of the Valley. Favorite number: 8. Favorite song by you guys: “Paint You Wings”. Can’t think of anything else.
Jack: Your favorite movie is Home Alone?
Faida: Yeah. Why?
Jack: That’s my favorite movie!
Faida: It’s like the greatest movie ever created!
Jack: That’s what I always say! I knew there was a good reason to talk to you besides your looks. You’re really pretty by the way. ;)
Faida: Thanks. You’re not too bad yourself. ;) Anyway, I have to go. I need to get a shower, and I have to edit my pictures. That way, I’ll be able to hang with you all day long.
Jack: Ok. I’ll see you! Bye!
Faida: Bye!
“She’s so cool!” Jack excitedly told Alex, who was currently texting on his own phone.
“That’s cool,” he said back without taking his eyes off the device. “Did she say that she liked Home Alone or something like that?”
“She agrees with me that it’s the greatest movie ever created. She also likes sloppy joes.”
“Looks like you found your perfect match.”
“That would be cool if I did. I’m going to go to sleep now.”
“You’re seriously going to go to bed now?”
“Yep. I want tomorrow to come as fast as possible.”
The lanky man got underneath the blanket and drifted off the sleep with that perfect girl in his head. Tomorrow was going to be absolutely fun. He just knew it.
~
Tomorrow, Faida was going to get what she’s been craving. She just knew it. Jack was actually the cutest guy that she had ever seen which is saying something because she had seen a lot. Cute lanky guys were her type which made her make the decision. She wanted him. She had to make him hers. It didn’t matter what he thought. He was going to belong to Faida whether he liked it or not.
The pale skinned girl took her shower and then finished touching up the photos she had taken. She didn’t have to do much. She had only taken a couple of pictures of the modal that she was assigned today. He was barely attractive, and he kept hitting on her. She had him out the door as soon as she got a decent photo. Her boss had been sending her these buff guys that were sluts lately. She had told him that she only wanted to take pictures of cute guys. She didn’t want buff guys. They were disgusting.
This was why she was so excited to have Jack. He was the cutest thing she had ever seen, and it made her ecstatic knowing that she was going to get to photograph him. Of course, she wasn’t going to be able to show her boss the photos. Why would she though? They were going to be hers just like Jack was going to hers and only hers. Well, she guessed that she could show some to people. That’s what she’ll do. She’ll show some, so people get jealous that they can’t have him. They would become jealous that Jack was all her’s.
After she had finished touching up the photos, she slipped into her bed and laid there thinking about how the next day was going to go. Would he struggle? Would he scream? No, Faida would knock him out before he could. He may have been taller than her and she may have looked weak, but she was actually very strong. Although, she wished that she was stronger. Memories of her past started to fill her head.
Don’t think about that.
She had to keep telling herself this. She had to keep telling herself that she was going to be happy again because she was going to have the cutest man all to herself. She wasn’t going to be alone anymore.
It doesn’t matter if you’re alone. You’ll always be alone. At least now, you can satisfy any cravings you get.
Just thinking this hurt her a little bit though. She really didn’t want to be alone, but she had no choice. No, she wanted to be alone. She would only be hurt if she had someone or something. It’s not like anything else can live forever like she could. She started to empty her mind and allow herself to fall asleep.

Notes

This is my new story that I'm going to write. I already have some chapters written right now, so I'm going to work on the prequel to my one story while I just put the chapters up.
Just so you know, that is my pic for the title.
Also, I'm going to start putting up the thank yous in the next chapter.
Meow!