Chapter 2

Cobra sat across from me and I pulled down my hood further. "Alright, if I'm being interviewed, I at least wanna know who is doing it." he said, pulling down my hood. He blushed immediately and I scowled. "Get your paws off me." I snapped.

He sat back down and Laki finished within five minutes. I stood up but Cobra held me back. "She'lll be out in five." He called. "Wait, Laki, help-" I groaned. Being stuck in a room with Cobra may be every fangirl's dream, but not mine. "So, Kinana, was it? Are you coming to the afterparty?" He asked, pinning me against the wall.

"No, I'm not going. And stop eyeing me, you playboy pervert!" I said, pushing him off of me. I left the room, and slammed the door. "What an idiot." I muttered, sitting down next to Laki. "What did he want?" she whispered.

"He hit on me. Then I left." I whispered back. Cobra wasn't my type, and I wasn't his type. The girls he dated were mainly chicks who wanted a good bang, or were blondes. The show started and Cobra was singing. He was singing the chorus of "Purple Thorns" and he looked over and smirked at me.

I just stuck up my middle finger at him and mouthed "Fuck off." He looked pretty shocked when I did that. Never had a girl reject him. After four hours, the concert ended. "GOODNIGHT MAGNOLIA CITY!" They yelled before walking off stage. The stadium emptied and Laki and I were in the reporters room, emailing the pictures and recording to Erza. I reached into my pocket for my new iPhone six, but it wasn't there. "Oh shit. Nonononono, where is it!" I said, panicked. I didn't set a passcode yet, and my information was on there! I checked my bag and it wasn't there. "ARGH! BAKA, BAKA, BAKA!" I yelled.

"Hey Kinana, you left your phone in the green room." Cobra's voice rang out. He was holding a familiar iPhone with a case which had tiny purple snakes printed on it. "Oh, thanks!" I said, taking it from him. I looked in my contacts to call a taxi because Laki left while I looked for my phone. "Wait, why is your number in my list?" I said.

"I put yours in mine. You owe me." Cobra said. I suppose he was right. "By the way, was it necessary to curse at me when I was singing about you?" He asked. "Hell yes! You're not my type, and I don't want a guy like you to just take me home, bang me, then abandon me the next day!" I yelled.

"Bye!" He called after me as I was getting into the taxi. I settled down for the ride. /p

Three days later I was in my office, staring at the black wall. My phone rang, and I looked at the caller ID.

"The incredibly hot Cobra?" I muttered, pressing answer.

"What? I have to finish my article!" I groaned.

"Can you meet me in the IHOP on Extalia Avenue?" He asked.

"Ok, I can be there in thirty."

"Ok, bye." He ended the call. I finished writing and left work for the day. I walked for ten minutes and found the place. I sat down, waiting. The silver snake bracelet I had on moves up and down as I drummed my hand on the table. "Hey Cubellios." Corbra said. "Huh? What does that mean? And hi, Cobra." I replied.

"Cubellios means purple snake. And just call me Erik." He said. I rolled my eyes as he sat down. I blushed and I felt a tugging sensation in my heart. I may have developed a crush on Erik. "So, the reason I called you here is that my band needs publicly. I saw your column and You always put in a band ad." He said. I swore a faint pink was dusted on his cheek.

"Sure. I needed something to put there anyways." I replied. We laughed, ate and talked until it was dark. "See you soon, Kinana!" He said, waving goodbye. "See ya!" I said. I got home and blushed. I really liked him. A lot.