This is from the character's point-o-view so its gonna take longer than usual. Deal. Fo' Serena girl.

Robert

She was hot, that's for sure. I saw her in the mosh pit, screaming the lyrics at the top of her lungs, shiny hair whipping wildly. Super confident. I knew right away I wanted her. But that would have to wait until after the show. I pounded the drums insanely, showing off. Standing out.

But I was in no way prepared for when we locked eyes. It's a good thing I was wearing shades. When she looked at me, for the first time in a long time, I didn't feel confident. I was weak. Exposed.

At the after party I was the definition of loose. I had made out with total strangers several times and was feeling very tipsy. Once or twice I saw her, but she never noticed me.

And I felt lust grow in the pit of my stomach like a raging fire.

Max

I had a girlfriend, why was I looking? Maybe because she was in a group of girls. Maybe because she was dead sexy. Maybe because there was something special about her. I didn't care. As long as she kept dancing in time to my bass, I was a happy man.

Now let me tell you straight off, I wasn't looking for anything other than a roll in the hay at the moment. I wasn't prepared to have a crush. Hell, I haven't had a crush since third grade.

But there was something different about this girl. Shrugging it off, I got ready to get loose, drunk, and hopefully laid.

Craig

The concert had been one of the most boring ones I'd preformed. Until I saw her. Then my heart started to race. I had to impress this girl. So, I put my soul into this show, and she could tell the difference. Exhaustion was creeping up on me, but seeing those teeth flash a smile made me glow.

I walked off the stage feeling happy. "We still on for the after party?" I asked Monte. He looked far off. High maybe?

But before I could find out what was eating my brother, Max tackled me and began yelling about how sick this party was gonna be. Damn straight motherfucker.

After the party, I was feeling thoroughly drunk and tired. Deciding to save the rest of my 'party boy' for next tour, I hit the hay.

I dreamt of long shiny red hair, and ice cold eyes.

Monte

From the stage I could see her. The way the light captured her, highlighting her icy eyes and sexy long dark hair. Jumping to the beat Max hammered out on his bass. I didn't know how to describe her. I hoped she didn't notice my blush or fumble on the chords.

After the show I saw her turn to leave. Feeling myself relax I realized how silly I had been for thinking something was going to blossom from this.

Shoulders relaxing, I played one loud chord to say goodbye and trouped after Craig.

"We still on for the after party?" He asked me punching my arm.

"Huh? Yeah." I grinned softly and tried harder to get her image out of my mind.

"Come on man, get loose! End of tour! Time to party baby!" Max came in screaming as he tried to tackle Craig.

I had three beers, danced, played air guitar when 'stairway to heaven' came on, and flirted, but I couldn't get her out of my head. I stepped outside to cool off.
"Hey!" An orangey scent flooded my mouth and made it water. In front of me, the icy eyes stared, looking excited.

"H-hi!" I said back. I was always shy when I didn't know people.

"You're Monte." She said as if awestruck.

"What? Oh I guess I am." I gave her my best smile and hoped shy sensitive guys turned her on. Cause that's really all I had going for me in this awkward moment.