"I should have never believed him . . . I was such a fool . . . and yet . . . I really did love him . . ."
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Alex had gotten off the plane that had landed at the LAX. She was a young woman at the age of 21 and had just recently gone on a trip to New York City. She walked with her luggage slowly with barely any balance. She hated planes and feared them, and for god reason. She had been in an accident a couple of years ago on a plane and after that tried to avoid them as much as she could. Of course she was asked to fly completely across the country to help an old friend of hers.
As she recalled, almost 2 weeks ago her friend Allison had asked her to come down and help her with her work. Allison was about 5 older than Alex was but were next door neighbors since Alex was 4 years old. They had been the best of friends after that, but when Allison moved to New York for her career the two had talked less and less. They kept in touch with one another and one day Allison had asked Alex for help. Apparently there was going to be a movie shooting going on at Time Square and. Allison was a make-up artist and for some reason was one of a couple of others that were hired. She knew that with only a handful of make-up artists that it would be near impossible so she had asked Alex who had taken a cosmetology class to come over and help. Alex had agreed though she really didn't want to.
Arriving in New York, the two immediately went to work. Alex had finished the first actor and was then asked to help Allison work on another. She came running over to help.
"What do you need me to do?" Alex asked.
"Could you put some of the base color on his face? We need to hurry and finish his facial make-up but I'm still working on the blood on his arms." Allison answered.
"Alright," Alex grabbed the base that had been marked, L.B, "this the right one?"
"Yeah, that's the one."
Alex opened the container and began to apply the base on his face. The two worked on the actor for almost 2 hours and when the shooting was finally completed Alex was finally able to go home in Los Angeles. She didn't like the cold weather in New York and was eager to go home. She did decide though to stay for the party with the completion of the film. She didn't care really, she just wanted the chance to hang out with Allison again. She didn't really know anyone at the party anyway.
Around the end of the party a man in a black suit came up to the two girls. He wore dark sunglasses and was very stiff looking. Most likely a body guard of some sort. The man turned to Alex and asked, "My manager would like to have dinner with you, may I escort you there?"
"Thanks, but no thanks. We should be getting home now." she replied.
The two left the party and headed back to the apartment. They stayed up a little about what the two have been doing since Allison started living here. They caught up with one another and discussed about old times. Soon the two went to sleep and as quickly as they went to bed it was now time for Alex to go back home. Alex boarded the plane waving back at Allison. She was glad to see her old friend again.
Now back in L.A, Alex wanted nothing more than to go home and just lie in her bed. As she walked to the exit she bumped into a man dropping some of her luggage along with his. She began to frantically pick up her stuff and help pick up his too.
"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going!" Alex continued to help pick up his stuff when she saw his ID that read the name, Luke Blade. She read it quickly and gave him back his ID.
"Uh, here. Are you okay?"
"Thanks. I'm alright, but what about you? A pretty young woman such as yourself should be more careful." he said smiling or smirking a bit. She couldn't tell which.
"Uh . . ." She stood up and was able to get a good look at him. He was much taller than her, and he wore sunglasses so she couldn't get much but from what she saw, he wasn't that bad looking. He had dark hair with blond streaks with a little bit of red too. He wore some jewelry around his neck and had a bit of a punkish look to him. At this point she realized that she was staring at him and came to her senses.
"Uh, I-I have to go. Sorry about running into you!" she yelled as she ran passed him and out the airport.
Luke took off his sunglasses and said to himself smirking, "I'm not."
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