Luke: You had a sucky job at the carnival that was going on in town. You worked at a booth called 'Nail-A-Penguin'. You had to throw bean bags at plastic penguin figures that popped up, trying to knock them down. You stood up at the counter, advertising the game as people walked by, "Step up and Nail-A-Penguin! Knock down three penguins and win a stuffed penguin! Only 3 dollars for 5 bean bags!" You had finally caught a teenage boys interest in playing the game. He handed over the 3 dollars fee and you handed him the five bean bags. He missed twice and got a hit three times. You picked up the bean bags and tossed them into the bucket and handed him one of the little stuffed penguins that hung on a clothesline along the back of the booth. "There ya go. Thanks for playing." You responded with a smile as You studied the boys features for a moment. Perfect crystal blue eyes and blonde hair.
"Hello? You still there?" He asked , waving his hands in front of your face.You zoned out, lost in his crystal orbs of blue.
"Oh...uh..yeah sorry about that." You blushed.
"Don't worry about it beautiful. But I gotta run. Call me sometime beautiful." He said, writing his number on a paper laying on the counter. He winked and left the booth, cuddling his stuffed penguin.
Calum: You walked into the gym of your high school. It was prom night and you had no date. You were dressed up in a sleek midnight blue one shoulder dress with heels to match. Your hair was hanging down at your shoulders in loose curls. You sighed and took a seat at one of the tables in the back. All of your friends had dates so you were forced to come alone. You watched all the couples dancing and the couples talking with each other. You rolled your eyes at both sights only because you were jealous of one girl in particular and that was Jessica Manson. She has gotten to come here with the hottest guy in school, Calum Hood. You have been crushing on him since 6th grade year. But he never takes any notice in you but then again nobody ever does. You got up and walked over to the snack table, getting a cup of fruit punch that was most likely spiked with booze because of a delinquent student. You jump startled by a scream that came from Jessica Manson. Her dress was tore down the skirt and you couldn't help but laugh. Calum stood to the side, covering his mouth to hide his laughter. Jessica stormed out of the gym and down the hall, out the main doors. Your night had just gotten a whole lot better. Calum was free. Jessica was gone. You went and sat back down, working up the courage to ask him to dance but as you went to stand up you almost walked right into him, "Oh, I'm sorry." You said, blushing.
"Its alright lovely." Calum said, flashing a smile, "But anyways I've been working up the courage to ask this but will you dance with me?"
You smiled, "Course I will."
Michael: You had just graduated from college. You got a degree in hair styling. You had just been hired at Clean Kutz. This was your first day. You had one other person working with you right now, Stacy. She ran the front desk. You fixed up your station when somebody walked in, "Welcome to Clean Kutz. Do you have an appointment?" Stacy asked, resting her hand on the computer mouse.
"Yes I do. I'm supposed to be here for an appointment with Krissy." The boy responded, tucking his hands into the front pockets of his jeans.
"Oh, She's not in today but Y/N here could help you if you like." Stacy said as she pointed to you where you stood setting up your station for the day.
"Okay." He said and you gestured him back.
"Alright,"You said as he took a seat in the chair, "What is it that you wanted done today?" You asked,stuffing your cellphone into your smock.
"I was thinking of getting my hair dyed red today."
"Alright. Do you want it a natural ginger color or do you want an unnatural and more of a punk rock style?"
"Lets do and unnatural shade of red."
"Okay. Just let me mix the dye." You walked to the back and got a bright red dye. You slipped gloves onto your hands and shook the dye bottle before beginning your work
"Ready to see?" You asked as you finished blow drying his hair. He nodded, so you spun the chair around.
"Oh my gosh! This looks so awesome! I can't thank you enough for this." He handed you a tip of ten bucks. "Also..would you maybe want to have lunch at Cafe Le Ritz later on tomorrow about 12:00?"
"Sure." You said and he handed you his number, "Call me when your ready." He said and headed out of the place. Stacy gave you look before she winked and you headed back to clean up your station.
Ashton: You sat in Social Studies, your most hated class of the day. You self-harmed the night before and were wearing at least for bracelets, trying to hide the fresh marks. Half-way through the class you were partenered with Ashton Irwin who had accidentally touched your wrist causing you to wince. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." You said, pulling your arm away but he was quicker and tugged it back. He moved the bracelets aside and looked at the bright red marks on your skin, "Why did you do this?" He surprised you with the question. You had just met him but he already cared.
"To take away the pain." You answered, your voice barely a whisper.
"Darling, this doesn't help a thing. I can help you anytime you need it." He wrote down his cell phone number in your notebook and covered the cuts back up. You two then continued working but with more of a conversation, getting to know each other.