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The brightness of the morning light woke me, I rolled over and realised I was still wearing my clothes from last night. I walked across the hall to the bathroom, the rest of the apartment was still dark so Taylor was probably still in bed. I peeled off my clothing and jumped in the shower.
Walking back into my room I noticed something written on the calendar in big red letters. Shit, I had to go into work today. I looked at the clock it was 8.30am, I had 15 minutes to get ready if I didn’t want to be late and feel the wrath of my constant PMS-ing boss. I ran to my wardrobe and pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and a long sleeved white top. I whipped up my curly hair into a bun and went on a search for my high heels. As a part of work all the women had to wear heels to give us some sort of formality.
“Fuck fuck fuck.” I muttered to myself. I grabbed my black and red Ironfist bag and shoes and was out the door.
I ran to my beaten up truck and began roaring down the streets.

I got to work at 9 on the dot. As soon as I walked in I realised I didn’t have my glasses with me, the ones I used for the computer and piercing appointments. God damn it! I said hi to storm and Jason who were setting up for their first clients.

“Going for the natural look today?” asked Jason as he appraised my non make-up face.
“Forgot I was working I rushed here and I swear I almost ran over a cat! Oh and I forgot my glasses so bring on the headaches.” I ranted at him. I did that quite a lot sometimes but people just laugh at me and then I get embarrassed and shut up.

“What about your new contacts, didn’t you get them yesterday or maybe you have lost them like the last ones.” Said Storm as she wondered over to the front door to turn on the open sign.
“Oh I could kiss you Storm! Jake brought them round I think there in my bag still. Here they are! I said rummaging through my bag.

I went down stairs to put the contacts in and when I came back up to the main floor of the shop I could hear my boss Natasha talking with some men. Natasha was 5’9 with long blonde hair that was always tied up in a bun, her arms were covered in tattoos, it made my half sleeve look babyish in comparison.

I searched for Jason and found him in the back making coffee. “Who’s she talking to out there?” I asked grabbing a mug for myself.
“Shes sucking up to a couple of famous guys, so she told me like a good little boy to make them coffee.” He replied gesturing to the worktop. I honestly loved Jason he was so sarcastic half the time and always hated to be told what to do, but in this case he did what he was told or his neck would be on the firing line.
“So you heard of them before then?”

“Yeah I think you have too, there from that chemical band.” He said with a smirk on his face.
“Are you shitting me? So that’s My Chemical Romance out in the shop!” I said squirming with delight.

“3 of them any way, I believe its Frank, Mikey and Bob. I have no idea where the others are maybe getting their nails done across the road.” Remarked Jason as he left with the drinks.

I followed him out with my own drink and was heading toward the reception desk where I would spend most of the day seeing as I didn’t have many appointments, most people came here for tattoos rather than piercings. I sat at the computer to check my emails. Oh an email from Rock Tour Magazine!Maybe its telling me if i got the job or not, only one way to find out. I opened the email just as my boss came and stood behind me, making me jump and squeak.
I hear a chorus of giggles and sniggers and I felt my cheeks start to blush.

“Ah here she is, Alexis this is Bob Bryar, Frank Iero and Mikey Way. You may have heard of them.” My boss said with a knowing smirk on her face. “Could you fit in Mr Bryar here for an ear stretch?”

“Honestly just call me Bob.” Smiled Bob with an embarrassed look on his face. Wait why was he looking embarrassed I was the fan and he was the guy in the band.
“Sure so what size stretch are you thinking about?” I asked holding back the screams the wanted to come out at the sight of the three of hem standing there.

“Um I was thinking of a 5mm.”
“Okay well take a seat over there and ill just set up, but I’ll need you to fill this form out.” I said grabbing some information forms.

I turned round and saw Mikey sitting on one of the sofas reading a music magazine and Frank talking animatedly to Storm about a tattoo design.
He was so adorable especially when he used his hands to say things. Okay Lex concentrate on the job and stop drooling over Frank. I just couldn’t believe that they were here in the shop. I mean first Ray now this, I could not wait to tell Tay.
Feeling my stare Frank turned to look at me and smiled. But it was the kind a smile you would give to a crazy person. Smooth Lex just act like a total douche in front of him!

Bob was sitting on the chair twiddling his thumbs nervously. “Don’t worry it wont hurt too much you will feel a slight sting and some pressure and I make the hole bigger and put the tunnel in.” I smiled warmly at him, I could help but smile, he was one of my idols.

After I did his stretch I told him about how to clean the hole and then we made our way back to the front of shop. When we came out Frank was sitting there topless, while Storm was tattooing his back. Jesus he had a nice body. He was just perfect, he had quite a muscley chest, which surprised me, the front of his torso was covered in tattoos and I could swear I saw a slight glow to his skin.
When I walked by Storm looked up and winked at me, so I came over to take a look at what she was doing.

“What do you think? Its Alexis right?” Asked Frank as he watched me walk over, I was momentarily stunned when he knew my name but remembered my boss saying it in front of them. I looked at his back it was a big pumpkin, at first I was confused then remembered his birthday was on Halloween.

“Very nice and clever. Yeah but just call me Lex.” I replied smiling like an idiot.
He looked up at my through his black hair, it looked like he was growing it out again. As soon as my gaze met his, I could feel a blush coming on. He noticed this and simply laughed.
"It’s a nice name"
"Thanks" I looked down away from his and toward his hands. After starring at his hands for a while I noticed he wasn’t wearing a wedding ring or even an engagement ring. I could have sworn he was either married or engaged. I frowned in confusion, he seemed to notice this and just covered his left hand and muttered. "It’s complicated." I took that as my cue to shut up and get back to work.

I turned embarrassed and sat down at the reception desk.
That was when Natasha came storming in. “What the hell is this!" She shouted throwing down a printed copy of the email I had just opened. The whole shop went silent and they turned to stare at the two of us. From the look on her face I guess I got the new job.
Oops, time to come clean.