Familiar Stranger
The strawberry haired girl looked in the mirror for the umpteenth time. It wasn't that she wanted to make sure her makeup was perfect or that her hair stayed in place; she just wasn't having much fun. Even though she tried to hide it, you could tell. She sighed. Just then the band came out. Watching as they set their equipment up. She couldn't shake the feeling that she had seen the blonde, who was tuning his guitar. He seemed so……..well familiar.
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Matt was helping the guys set up the rest of the equipment when he noticed a pair of eyes, familiar eyes, looking at him. He continued to set up equipment but couldn't shake the feeling that he had seen those eyes somewhere else. Shrugging it off, he headed for some fresh air before the band had to start. It was a bit chilly, but the blonde didn't seem to notice as he watched the stars trying to figure out who had been watching him.
