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"If you leave me I will kill you."
Jet had seen her often enough. She was always quite stunning, no matter what she wore, no matter were she was. Jet always noticed her little quirks; the way she flipped her dark hair before lighting her cigarette, how she didn't take her sunglasses off in supermarkets, how she always sat down in the closest seat to the door in the bar. And she was always alone. Okay, maybe he had stalked her a little around town, but that was only because of his curiosity to learn more about her. The unfortunate thing is, Jet thought to himself, she's probably some supermodel with a athlete boyfriend, while I'm a super no-one without an athlete boyfriend. Not that I'd want one, but thats not the point.
Then one night, after five Fat Tires, he had an epiphany. He decided to talk to her. Until that night, he had watched her from afar. But that night, sitting at her seat in the bar, Jet felt the need to take initiative and ask Azula out.
The door to the bar opened, revealing a rainstorm. From the wet came a girl. She wore black Aviators on her pale face even at Ten PM. Two stands of hair fell to the sides of her face, and the rest was tied in a high bun. Her body was covered in a large, black trenchcoat, opened down the center, showing her skinny jeans and bright red shirt. She immediately noticed her seat was filled my someone else. She strode up to him.
"You're in my seat." She gazed at him with an intensity rivaling that of the sun.
Jet smirked. "Your seat? Babe, this seat belongs to Shu." Jet gave a little wave at Shu, the owner of the drinking establishment. He then whispered loudly to Azula, " Watch out, hes kinda crazy."
" Funny. Now move, smartass."
" Ooo, you've got spunk. I like that in a girl."
" Yeah, well, I'm married. Move"
"No you're not." Jet grabbed her left hand and she quickly pulled it away." No ring, darling."
"Clever. So i'm not married.Whats it to you? You can answer that question as you get up."
"Oh i was just thinking we should go out sometime."
"We are out. Now get your ass off my seat."
" Ha ha, now who's the smart ass? Never mind, what I meant was something more like this." Now for the trump card. He pulled out two tickets. " You. Me. Nine Inch Nails. Saturday. 8:00. Whaddya say? Not too bad a prospect, I hope?"
"Hmm… Free concert. True, you wouldn't be the first person I'd want to go with," Jet's heart plummeted. " But defiantly not the last." It leaped as Azula nodded slowly. " Sure. I'll come. I could be less bored on a Saturday night. Now get the fuck off my seat."
Jet stood up. " Glad to do it, love."
That rainy night was were it all began.
Yep, short and to the point. Anyway this is vampireincognito here!! This is the first chapter of my entry to Twilight Rose2's July contest! Yay me! Anyway, hope it's enjoyed.
Disclaimer: I dont own avatar or Nine Inch Nails. Deal with it.