"That's him," her friend said pointing at the tall guy standing by the next table.
"Hm...he's cute," she said looking the guy up and down.
"I didn't think that's your type," he responded.
"A girl can change," she smiled at him. "I just need to figure out how to talk to him." She turned around and walked toward the bar. Passing by the table she glanced over at him. Oh yes, a girl could change for that!
But how to introduce herself? They apparently had some mutual friends but she needed something better. Something so he knew she wasn't just some groupie.
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He was just standing there watching the band set up. It was early. No one interesting was ever around for sound checks. Just the bands and their people. There was nothing for him to do until the doors opened.
"You're standing in my spot," he heard behind him. He turned around and saw a girl standing behind him. He had seen her helping load in some equipment. He had just dismissed her as one of the musician's girlfriends, but they usually didn't talk to him.
She was wearing a black tank top that showed off her amazing cleavage. Her hand was in her pocket pulling her capris low to show a sliver of her hip. Her long, dark hair was down and he noticed she had beautiful eyes. She took a drink of her beer. "You're still standing in my spot," she said looking directly at him.
"This is your spot?" he asked. She's cute, he thought.
"Yep," she knew her attitude would catch his attention.
"Out of this entire bar this spot is yours?" he asked looking around the empty surroundings.
"I want it. It's mine," she flirted back. "If you don't move I'll be sad." She gave her best pouty face and batted her eyelashes at him. He just laughed and took at step over. She smiled, "Thanks. I'm Sara by the way."
"I'm Josh," he responded.
"I know who you are," she said. "Brian pointed you out."
"Oh, is he your boyfriend?" he asked hoping he's wrong.
"No, no," she responded quickly. "I don't date. I'm just friends with the band."
"Josh! We need you up here!" someone called on stage.
Crap, he thought. "You're staying for the show right?"
"Of course," was her response.
"I'll see you later then," he said as he headed up to the stage.
"Just stay out of my spot," she called after him flashing a big smile.
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She saw glances of him throughout the night. Running around, talking to people, helping the bands. She stayed with her friends listening to the music. She was still trying to figure out how to snag him after the show.
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He was busy all night. He wanted to go back and talk to her, but every time he looked over she was talking to a different guy. She's probably just a big flirt, he thought to himself and tried to put her out of his mind, but it was hard.
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The night was over and all that was left in the bar were the bands. She was waiting to find out if she was stuck going to eat with the band or if she was going to have fun. She saw Josh out of the corner of her eye. He was talking to the singer, so she waited. Just stood there finishing her beer. He glanced over at her and smiled. That was all she needed. She knew what she was going to say. As the singer walked away she walked by and whispered, "Follow me." Flashing a smile back at him and turned toward the door.