Casper
Abby was just a small-town girl from Maine where she was known as the Casper Girl. No one really knew when she was around or where she even lived. She was always so quiet and had a depressing oura about her. She always wore all black like she was going to her own funeral waiting for death to finally arrive. She was as pale as a ghost and never even said a word. Her parents were divorced and her mother left when she was two. Her father was a monster and her brother was always hanging out with the skater-kids. One day she was sitting in her room playing on her electric guitar planning her escape to live a better and more fulfilling life. She loved everything about art and art was her middle name. She graduated from Junior High a few years ago but never knew what she wanted to go to college for. Her grandmother finally said to her "Come and live with me hunny, it's way better in Pittsburgh. You can make so many friends over here and you can discover more about yourself, hun. Come with grandma and I will buy you the next plane ticket. I promise you'll love it here" Later that day, she packed a small leather tote bag that had a gold rose on it and it was her favorite. She left unannounced and did not even mention a word to her brother. She had just left a note on her brother Brad's bed saying, "I moved to grandma's house. I don't belong here. Keep in touch, will ya?" As she arrived at the Pittsburgh International Airport she ran into the sexiest guy she had ever laid an eye on. Too bad she spilled her coffee all over him... opes... Their eyes met and neither one of them could speak a word. It's like he didn't even notice the raging hot coffee she spilled all over his perfect, hot, sexy body. She turned blood red as she managed to look down and saw what she had done. "Oh s**t! I, I, I, I'm so sorry! I, I, I, didn't see you there" As she was apologizing to him she could not stop stuttering and her heart was jumping through her chest. She could hardly breathe, thinking "I can't breathe... damn he is so freaking hot if I stop breathing I might even get CPR from the hottest guy in the universe!" She finally looked up and thought she had died and gone to heaven. He smiled at her, noticing how animated and cute she was. There was something about her that he could not stand to look away from. Normally he would have just walked off all pissed. She's not like anyone he has ever met. He took his right hand, swept the hair out of her face, and noticed that maybe, just maybe they could be friends. They dressed similarly and it was obvious that they liked the same music as he saw her phone case that had the band Papa Roach on it, not to mention they were blaring from her headphones. He offered her the sexiest smile and bit his bottom lip as he asked her if she would like to go grab a drink. She could not believe what she was hearing... she had already made a complete fool of herself and he was asking her out for a drink? Her? Out of all the hot women in the airport, he had chosen her to go to the bar with him. What the hell is going on? So she blushed with a hint of a smile and said "Sure". They went to the bar and he grabbed her chair for her like they were on a date. He ordered a Rum and Coke and she ordered a Trash Can (drink), five shots of Fire Ball, and two shots of Tequila with salt and lime. When she ordered her drinks, he was amazed. His eyes grew as big as his head was as he could not believe what the hell he was witnessing. He asked her "Are you sure you can handle all of that?" She smiled and held a shot up for a toast. After they had their toast, she downed all of her shots and halfway through her drink. Then she replayed " Yeah, I have to drink all this so I can actually talk to the hottest, sexiest guy I have ever met." He licked his lips and bit the bottom so hard that it drew blood. He grabbed the back of her head with an open palm and shoved his tongue down her throat. It was her first kiss and she could not get enough of it. She did the same back and the bartender told them to cash out and get a room.