The venue for the concert tonight was packed with eager teenagers trying to witness the talent of their favorite band. The opening act had finally finished their set and the audience was chanting the name of the main band. The whole place when dead silent as the lights dimmed and all the spotlights pointed on each of the instruments on stage. One by one the members of the band entered the stage receiving various proclamations of love from their fans. Each musician sent out kisses to the audience evoking screams from the majority of the girls present.
As the drummer took a seat and began to tap his drumsticks together, the audience pulled out their cellphones and cameras to document the night. Alex Russo, however, was pushing her way to the very front of the mosh pit. The sweet voice of the vocalist filled her ears and Alex immediately started dancing. When she looked up, she saw the vocalist hovering over her and singing directly to her. Alex hadn't felt this much joy since a long time ago.
After the concert was over, Alex stayed in the venue and tried to take it all in before she had to face reality once again. She replayed the moments when she made eye contact with the vocalist and it made shivers run down her spine. Maybe it was all in her imagination but no one had ever looked at her like that before. You're just being delusional, she thought to herself just before she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Concert's over, shouldn't you be going home?" inquired the curious brunette to the only other person in the empty venue. The familiar voice made Alex's eyes widen involuntarily as she whirled around to confirm the owner of the voice. She gasped when she realized that it truly was the girl she had been thinking about a second ago. Mitchie Torres, the vocalist of her favorite band, standing right behind her seat. Alex shot up and fumbled around trying to find her leather jacket and purse.
"Whoa, calm down. I'm not kicking you out or anything," exclaimed the surprised singer as she giggled at the sudden actions of the other brunette. Alex froze momentarily when realized how stupid she must look to the older girl right about now. She desperately wished to disappear from Mitchie's view as she felt her face go red. "Do you have a name cutie?"
"Alex," whispered the brunette as she tried to hide her red face from Mitchie's peering eyes. This is so embarrassing, she thought to herself as she tried to calm down and act normal in front of her idol. All the while Alex was too absorbed in her thoughts, Mitchie kept getting closer and closer to the younger girl. In a matter of seconds she had closed the distance between the two and was ready to make her move. Alex's breath hitched in her throat when she was face to face with Mitchie.
"You know, we could hang out in the tour bus. It'll be just the two of us…" whispered the brunette into Alex's ear as she heard the younger girl's breath become ragged. She smirked, enjoying the effect she was having Alex.
Get a hold of yourself! Alex's mind was beyond frazzled and she was certain that Mitchie could tell. She breathed deeply and just nodded in response to the older girl's suggestion. She felt her wrist being taken hold of and allowed herself to led off in the direction of the tour bus. She wasn't full aware of what she had just agreed to but it excited her so much that she didn't really care what it meant.
I'll be upload the next chapter within the next two weeks, hopefully.
xoxox, Alissa