She had been looking forward to the concert for weeks, and now the moment had finally come. She pushed herself through the thousands of sweaty metalheads, all the way to the front. Just a little pale girl with long black hair and eyes like the moon. There they were, her favourite band playing for an hour straight. She gazed upon the stage and noticed the guy playing guitar, never really payed any attention to him before, as she was a fan of their music, not a crazy fangirl about the bandmembers their selves. After the first song was finished she thought he looked back at her, not being able to keep her eyes off of him. Was he really looking at her? She was hoping so, but she knew the chance was only very small, and she was probably just imagining. Did he just smile at her? Was this real life? The show went by in what seemed like seconds.
After that everyone left but she stayed, hanged around the stage, hoping he would come back or something. He would come back for her, she was sure of it, but after twenty minutes of loneliness in front of the stage, she was ready to leave. As she left the thought of sneaking backstage played in her mind, but she ignored it, didn't want to come across as a stupid groupie. She left and found her friend who was also there. "Did you see the guitar player?" she asked, "I want to marry this man, I think we are destined to be together." Her friend laughed, but she was serious.