in a nudist colony. I hated receiving compliments, I never knew how to react, not wanting to be rude but most of all not wanting to be the centre of anyone’s attention.
“Jack, don’t be a freak, you’re embarrassing her!” RJ said coming to my rescue, well sort of.
“I apologise for my brother, he was dropped on his head a lot as a child.” I lowered my head to hide my grin.
“Don’t you mean hit in the head, by you!” Drew said now joining in the debate.
Jack leaned down to my face and with a cheeky grin, that would make any heart melt he said,
“Sorry about these two, there’s no stopping them when they get going, let’s start over, I'm Jack and I don’t have any problems with my head.” He smiled at the end of this, replacing the cheekiness with a charming wink.
There was something so likeable about him it was hard to keep from smiling to myself. He looked a bit like a rough catwalk model. One you would see in an advert for a Gillette shaving product, as he had the stubble and messy hair for it. His hair was brown but with streaks of gold cast lightly through it. It flopped around in every direction as he moved, his streaks getting caught in the warm glow of the club's lighting. His eyes were a warm hazel that matched his hair and they were framed with long lashes. But none of these were his best features. No it was his very heart-warming smile. The kind of smile that when it appeared would light up his face, transforming it entirely.
He sat down next to me as we all budged up once more. Drew and Chaz seemed happy about the close proximity that Jack had created. But now we all looked more like couples, there being three girls and three boys, but as for the girls, myself included, we didn't think the same as the guys did.
“So how do you like our cold little town?” Jack asked with a crooked grin, as his arm rested slightly on the back of the velvet seat behind me.
“Umm, to be honest I haven't really seen much of it, but what I have seen I like. My sister and I went hiking the other day, which I loved.” This made his eyes react as though I had said something to spark his interest.
“Oh you like to hike? I do too, well growing up here, there's not that much more to do. Until this place opened that is.” I wondered how long this place had been open for. RJ had said the Dravens came here every year.
“I know all the best spots, if you would ever like an expert guide,” he continued nudging me at this last part.
“Best spots of what?” RJ said with an abrupt manner.
But before she could get her answer the crowd started to shift and people that were sitting were starting to rise to try and get a better view of something. I found myself thinking that considering the band wasn't that well known, they sure were getting a lot of excited faces looking their way. I thought out loud and said “So I'm guessing the band’s here” directed more at RJ as she was now stood like the rest of them. Jack and I were the only ones still sitting.
“You guessed wrong,” she said through a wide black lipped grin, now nearly standing on the seat to get a better view. I noticed Lanie was doing the same only with her height she didn't have the same problem as RJ.
“It's a lot more exciting than that!” And with that her hands went to her face in what looked like pure joy!
“Is she like this at Christmas?” I asked Jack who wasn't looking as thrilled as everyone else.
“Sadly no, nothing gets her this excited. I really don't understand what it is about them!” He said in a bored tone.
“Them?” Was I missing something? I thought we were here to see a band, or had some celebrity just walked in. It wouldn't have surprised me in this place.
“The Dravens,” she squeaked. She went so high pitched I could just imagine all dogs within a ten miles radius howling in pain.
“Ah,” was all I could say as I was trying to sink further down in my seat and angle myself away from where everyone was straining their necks to see. Jack seemed to notice my movement.