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    [shiet she old. kidding, sort of Ill start us off]



    Luke laughed slightly as his blonde and brown streaked hair poked out of his hoodie. the boy grabbed his vans backpack, slinging it over his shoulder he ran out of his first class seat and after his band mates. He sprinted down the plane and out of the tube that connected them to the airport. his jaw tightened and he felt his ears pop, just another con of him riding on planes. "wait" he yelled as he watched them run out of his field of view before the tall boy slowed his gate to a walk. squinting, his eyes adjusted to the large bright room, and the stale scent of cheep air freshener. the large windows reveled the state of california, and within seconds more planes left the runway only to be replaced by the ones coming in. He knew he would find them later, and after a long flight her decided to treat himself to some coffee. putting on some sunglasses as his eyes darted around, he headed off to the vending stations, with a starbucks conveniently places among them. knitting his eyebrows, he blue eyes gazed on a cappuccino, after ordering he leaned on the counter off to the side before a girl caught his eye.



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    looking up from his starbucks drink, the boy choked slightly, as he cleared his throat. his eyes settled on a dirty blonde, possibly brunet Avril Lavigne. Taking the hood off his head, yet keeping the glasses, he studied her, debating weather or not to walk up and talk to her. fearing rejection, yet a sudden burst of confidence, the 6'4 boy approached her, nervously playing with his lip ring.


    "Avril, right", he questioned, raising his eyebrows in a sense of interest.


    His blonde hair was styled in a quiff, definitely not the works of his own, he always had someone to do his hair for him, however you could tell the clothes he picked where his own. a black jacket that seemed to be on the short side covered his broad shoulders as he towered in front of the girl with his usual crooked smile.


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    "Thats me" the boy smirked, smiling slightly to her band mates. "And your short" the six foot giant laughed, shoving his hands in his skinny jeans. He rocked back and fourth on his heels before his phone buzzed, rolling his eyes at it being his band members that ditched him.


    A big grin re appeared on his face when he noticed that the girl had to tilt her head to meat his gaze. His blue eyes looked over her, biting his lip ring once again.


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    "Cheeky" he replied in his noticeable australian accent. Sighing slightly, the boy furrowed his eyebrows when the girls band mates arrived. Remembering that his ran off and ditched him, probably for food, he smirked slightly. He tightened his jaw as he look at his shoes, standing awkwardly, waiting for the other man to leave.


    His blue eyes turned rather cold, as he got an annoyed look on his face. "I'll just go" he growled, his immature side showing. Spinning on his heels, he began to walk away, his shoulders tense as he walked swiftly to the airports entrance.


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    i wrote a story at three in the morning, looking back at it i am very proud of myself.




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    Pushing the doors open the boys ears rang at the crowd of fans that had gathered to welcome their favorite music artists. Stopping occasionally to take a picture, he walked behind his disappearing band mates on the path that was cleared for him. Hearing his name being called by a familiar voice he turned his head and looked up to see no one other than Avril. Smiling, knowing he wouldn't be able to talk to her with all the fans around, he waved, and beckoned her to follow him.


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    an artist at heart, the girl is probably the sweetest person you will ever meet. Shes known to be a good girl, passing all of her classes with flying colors and never puts up crap from anyone.


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    Luke laughed as he scratched the back of his head. He watched the crowd go insane at her comment and he turned around to walk to the limo. He slipped inside the sleek long car and his wide eyed band mates. "Daddy is getting laid tonight" he smirked, closing the door behind his as he heard an approving cheer emerge from the group of boys he considered family.


    He bit his lip ring before turning on his phone and going on twitter, already seeing tweets about him being roasted by a 5'1 girl. the boy groaned before he tweeted 'can wait to see you again (;' and tagging her username before he felt the limo leave the airport.


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    Luke watched her reply with a heart and smirked. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep until about thirty minutes later they arrived at the hotel. It looked nice, with bright lights but the boy warily walked out of the limo and into the lobby. when he got his room number and key, the group went to the top floor and all disappeared in their rooms.


    Almost instantly luke bombarded all of his friends until one managed to give him Avrils number without any questions asked. He bit his lip and texted her, 'Heyyyyyyyy' his finger typed before hitting send and turning off his iphone.


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