Rosaline's POV

I sat at my desk trying to focus on the project I was supposed to be working on, but I couldn't help but think of the young man I met just hours ago. He seemed to be going through a lot for being just eighteen. It was almost like he had walked a mile in my old shoes.

I shook my head and went back to typing up my closing statement as my coworker and good friend Lisa rolled over to my desk on her chair. "Good morning sunshine!" She was always in a good mood and sometimes I envied her for it. "Long night, huh?", she said eyeing my Starbucks venti caramel espresso with two extra shots.

"Good morning Lisa, how are you?", I said not taking my eyes off the computer screen.

"Oh I'm fine, just hate this fucking place, but I'm fine.", she said with a sarcastic smile, "Why are you so pensive today? What's on your noggin lady?" I told her about Gerard and what we had discussed last night. She got a questionable look on her face. "Looks like you found your long lost twin.", she laughed, "Either that or your soulmate." I rolled my eyes and drank my coffee. "Are we still on for Fitzgerald's tonight sugar?" I nodded and she retreated back to her desk.

"Rosaline, can you come here please?"

I groaned as I pushed myself out of my desk, Mr. Miller was always down my throat about one thing or another and was the one reason I hated my job. "Yes, sir?"

He looked up from the project files as I approached his desk, "I was just checking on the progress of your closing statement." I let him know how it was going and was dismissed. It seemed like he just loved to bother me while I was trying to work and I was the only one it happened to. Lisa keeps telling me he's got a secret crush on me, but I think he's just like the nagging little brother I never had.

Before I knew it, it was time to go, me and Lisa headed down to the parking garage together and the whole time she was bubbling about this band we were seeing tonight. "And I heard the lead singer is just YUM! Tonight just might be the return of Ms. Groupie." I laughed as she strutted towards our cars. If there was anything she loved in life, it was men. If she wasn't looking at them, she was talking about them twenty four/seven. "Maybe I'll find Prince Charming #6 tonight.", she said as she winked at me.

"I could've sworn the last one was #9, honey but nice cover.", I said laughing. "I'll be over about six thirty, okay crazy?" She waved me off and I climbed into my car. I grabbed my phone out of my glove compartment. No texts. Nothing new. Lisa was my only real friend so I never expected anything and whenever I did get something, it was from my boss.

I finally got back to my apartment after picking up a couple of outfits and some Chinese. I opened my door and just like I assumed, Monster was at my feet with the biggest grin on his face. "How's Momma's little boy?", I cooed as I crouched down and scratched him behind his ears. He rolled over on his back hoping I'd scratch him more, but I stepped over him to start getting ready. I only had an hour so I needed to get this done.

**1 hour time lapse**

I grabbed my leather jacket out of my coat closet and checked my outfit in the mirror, this jacket always went good with my Misfits tank top. I shivered in shock when I felt Monster licking my knee caps through the leg wide rip in my skinny jeans. I laughed and nudged him with my worn out combat boot and headed out the door. I texted Lisa to let her know I was on my way as I jumped in the drivers seat and headed off.

"Yes! I was afraid there was gonna be a huge line outside.", Lisa screamed as she jumped out of the SUV forgetting she had a skirt on which barely covered her ass, "Whoops! Come on lady lets get in before everybody gets here!" We flashed out ID's to the doorman and headed inside. I was looking around the venue when Lisa dragged me over to the bar. "Two shots of Patron please! We're gonna get fucked up tonight miss miss! You're way too tense for your own good." She slid me the small glass of poison, we cheered to the night and took it to the head. It was time to get this shit started.

People started crowding the place about an hour ago and the band had just set up on stage. We had already had gone through four shots and the show hadn't even started yet. "Come on Lisa, lets go get a good view upstairs." We stumbled through the crowd and up the stairs, there were a lot less people and it was a little quieter. Luckily there was a bar so we wouldn't have to go back downstairs. We sat down as the band began to jam out and started talking about whatever our drunk minds were throwing out our mouths.

"Hold on, I'm gonna get a Smirnoff, want one?, I asked her as she laid across the couch in an attempt to save my seat. I laughed and headed over to the bar. "One Smirnoff please." My head was spinning so much I tried to steady it by pressing my temples between my palms. I haven't had this much to drink since I was younger.

"You know, you look like you could use someone to talk to.", said a voice behind me as I felt a hand on the small of my back, "Make that two please." I looked over, shocked at who it was next to me.

"Well hello Mr. Way, what brings you down here?" I grabbed my drink as well as his. I felt a smirk on my face as we walked back over to Lisa to introduce them.

"It's just my favorite place in town to hang out at.", he said with a smile, "The real question is what is a lovely lady like you doing in this dump?" I told him about how I like local bands and Lisa told me about the show tonight so I figured I'd check them out. "Oh really? I didn't take you as that type. That's fucking awesome." He stood up as a tall attractive man walked up to the couch and greeted him with a hug. "This is my friend Matt, Matt this is Rosaline, the Waffle House girl." We shook hands as Gerard poured a familiar fine substance across the table.

"Hey, that's not blow, is it?", I asked, feeling my throat close up. He looked at me with the fear of judgement in his eyes. I wasn't going to hate him, it just brought back some rough memories for me. He nodded and took the hit. "You're a wild one, aren't you?"

"Well you know, I like to live my life dangerously.", we both laughed as we sat back to enjoy the band. Lisa seemed to be getting close to Matt, I had my hopes up for the chances that I wouldn't have to pull her out another guys car when we go home.

A couple of hours passed and the show was winding down, the band was saying their goodbyes and everyone was heading out the door. The four of us headed into the parking lot in hopes that we'd beat the traffic. "Yet again you amaze me, Mr. Way. Smashing Pumpkins is one of my favorite bands, 1979 is a classic.", I said as we walked to my car.

"A pretty lady with good music taste, pretty fucking hard to find nowadays." He pulled out a cigarette and I asked for a bum. "And she smokes? God I think I found my wife." We laughed as we inhaled the deadly smoke. We flicked our butts at the same time and I went to get in my car. Lisa was going home with Matt so I was riding solo.

"Thanks for a goodnight, Mr. Way. It was nice seeing you ag-", I was in the middle of saying goodbye when his lips introduced themselves to mine. I didn't know what to think of it, but i think I liked it. I gasped into his mouth as he ran his tongue across my bottom lip before letting me go. He smiled at the fact that I was breathless and gave me a soft peck. "Goodnight, Gerard."

He started getting into his car and flashed me his beautiful smile one last time.

"Goodnight, pretty lady."

Notes

Here's to our new leading lady, Rosaline!
What significance do you guys think she'll
add to the story?

Let me know your ideas! :D

Britt:)