ｗｈｅｎ ｉ ｇｒｏｗ ｕｐ．．．ˢᵉᵐᶤ⁻ˡᶤᵗᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ {full}

[darlingdiablo]

tʀavɪs ❝ tʀeʏ ❞ ʙeɴsᴏɴ

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Dark eyes watched the stranger who held his grip on Reagan, and for one; Trey knew he wasn't letting his grip go. He could feel the taut muscles of panic in worry in the red head when she tightened up. He swallowed, in a way intimidated by this guy- but so easily scared. A familiar voice popped in."Hello Trey. Who is this lovely red head that you have? And who is this hot headed go-go man?" Trey lost attention and turned to see the very familiar face of Johnny, a good friend of his whom he'd known since he was younger. He offered a soft smile, "Hey Johnny boy, meet Reagan, Reagan, Johnny" he began, turning back to Reagan, now remembering that, um, well, she was being held captive. Travis looked back up to the stranger, who had released Reagan- causing her to slip back and into him/johnny [you said dark-haired boy x3 I didn't know who you meant] Yet after a moment she recollected herself and found her spot besides Travis. That was until the stranger spoke, "Hot headed, huh?"

A slight grumble lined Travis' voice as took up for himself, her, and soon-to-be-target, Johnny. "Look man, we don't want any trouble, just go back to your business," he began, watching the guy... The guy seemed to want to fight, which was for some unexplainable reason. This little contest was here for fun, the festival itself. Showing up onstage with a black eye didn't exactly sound appealing. He rested his hand on Reagan elbow, incase they would have to suddenly walk off and he would have her in grip. Now, Johnny, that was a different case. Johnny was like a wild-card, he was unpredictable. Granted, he'd always been a humble and nice guy- who knew what this would turn into

[tigers breath]

jσнnny мιтcн вlu
--"ιм тruly nσт a gσσd sмarт вσy, ιм a вad sмarт вσy"

--♚ мale • nιneтeen • lead sιnger • unιverse вreaκdσwn ♚
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johnny watched the tap male very closely, his stormy grey eyes darkening. His body tensed up. Like any other young boy, Johnny wanted to take martial art classes, but unlike most boys, he had gotten his wish, and worked hard. Now, he was staring down this man that seemed to be staring him back. His whole body ready for action, but he knew he couldn't no matter how much his muscles wished he could. They wanted to move, and shift in the familiar way they had been trained. "Now that you have released the girl. We shall be on our way, but if I catch you outside of this event, you better be careful." He snapped, a low, deep snarl following the harsh words. "Come on love birds. Lets get out of here before I get yanked out of her for starting trouble...like normal..." He said muttering the last part softly underneath his deep breath that carried no accent but an American. He flashed an easy smile and gave both people a soft push smirking softly as he toke off his hat and flopped his messy hair trying to smsmooth it done before pulling his hat down. Now that he was not scolding down a guy, he could her a better look at this red head.

The young adult glanced at the fiery red head. It was short, and smooth. She had ivory skin, covered on tattoos and piercings. Kinda like him. Her skin was probably soft like a feather. She seemed to be one of those helpless girls that needed a man protecting her, but then again. She seemed like she could keep her own though. She seems like that type of girls. He sucked in a deep breath and quickly looked away and above many heads as he hearded the two back towards the table sucking in a deep breath. He sucked his hands into his back pockets sucking in slow deep breaths into his lungs letting his thoughts spring to life and run around. "I am sorry for my rudeness back there. It is nice to meet you Reagan.[/b]" He said softly flashing his famous smile. He glanced at Trey and raised his eyebrows smirking




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тαɢɢed: Jennifer; Travis; Reagan; Creepier Guy | crusн: No One | gιrlғrιend: No One
lσσκs: Johnnny Mitch Blu loves you forever

[robb]

ＲＥＡＧＡＮ ＭＡＲＩＳＡ ＡＤＡＭＳ
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we αre тнe ĸιdѕ yoυr
pαreɴтѕ wαrɴed yoυ αвoυт
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Reagan let out the breath she had been holding for what seemed like forever. "Come on love birds. Lets get out of here before I get yanked out of her for starting trouble..." the petite girl rolled her eyes slightly but couldn't make out the last thing he said. Shrugging her shoulders slightly to herself, whatever it was it couldn't have been important. The line seemed to have moved a bit since the start of the incident, which she guessed was a good thing. But since none of her fellow band members decided to show up. "I am sorry for my rudeness back there. It is nice to meet you Reagan." Reagan's nervous face turning into a freckled smile. "heh..yea" she said quietly her social anxiety preventing her from having a decent response. But her British accent wasn't hid, even in a soft tone.
She pushed her messy red hair out of her face once again for it only to fall back as usual. Her hazel eyes darted around, searching for a familiar face before sighing. "I better get going...looks like my band stood me up" she bit her lip slightly, she was actually looking forward to this whole battle of the bands thing. To able to the show that jerk of a stranger up, threw music rather than balance. But even more now, she wanted to see these two boys preform. Judging by how they knew each other they must have been in the same band.
A part of her wanted to wrap them in a hug or something, Trey did help her from getting lost in the crowd and this new boy Johnny got them out of a situation that could of ended terribly. But instead she kept her distance, waiting to see their response to her leaving. If there was even going to be one.

tagged ;; travis, johnny

[darlingdiablo]

tʀavɪs ❝ tʀeʏ ❞ ʙeɴsᴏɴ

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A sigh of relief escaped his lips, finally realizing they were okay- but he was a little... surprised.. At Johnnys reaction- taking one for the teamTrey raised in eyebrow in Johnnys direction, cracking a smile at the boys 'humor'. Yes, because apparently meeting someone and helping them entitles you to be love birds- good logic, Trey would be sure to use that against Johnny later. He cleared his throat, looking between the two, his voice cracking. It wasn't until he heard Reagan say something about leaving that he spoke, "Why leave...? You can always hang around with us," he chuckled at the though- looking to Johnny, "well, me and the flirt- that is," he added, grinning and crossing his arms in the process. Travis took little notice to how Reagan spaced herself away from them, though it wasn't that far from either boy.

Flipping the hair from his eyes he glanced to Johnny, mouthing; 'we can sign up and grab a bite if anything.' It was an option- it didn't appear to be any other band mates showing up anytime soon, so they could probably relax a little- that adding to the fact he had most of their numbers incase they contacted him or he could contact them, but he wouldn't call now, he'd rather wait a little more time.