You weren’t really a Trueblood fan.

But they went to your school.

Mason trueblood, the front man of trueblood, was a few years older than you.

Trueblood was a rock band of four brothers that had recently gone pretty viral.

You had heard of them but you didn’t know what they looked like.

Boys in your year… they were immature, annoying, and just people you don’t wanna be near.

You thought you had better conversation with guys older.

Guys your age? Didn’t know how to treat you.

One night, you were at a party for your school, half the school was there from every year.

You were on the dance floor.

Mason was there too, you didn’t realise though. Everyone was so used to Mason anyway.

But he saw you, he knew you weren’t in his year group, so you must’ve been younger. It intrigued him.

Eventually when you left to get a drink, Mason approached.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you around much, what’s your name?” he asked, leaning against the counter.