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  "I'll be the judge of that; now just how to get your brother into a skirt?" Zacky pondered tapping his chin.
  "You just leave that to me. I'll have Brian in a skirt by the end of the night." I flashed a sly smile as I glanced over at Zacky.
  "Are you willing to make a bet on that?" he smiled devilishly.
  "You're on Vengeance. What's say $100 and a week's worth of drinks?" I placed my bid.
  "You're on Gates. For fair warning I can drink Johnny's Bar out of business." He said as I pulled into the lot.
  "Honey, I've been keeping up with Brian since I picked up a shot and Jimmy since I met the fucker. If I were you, I'd be more worried about my bank account balance, than proving your drinking skills to me." I laughed shaking his hand firmly.
  "For someone I met only two months ago, you are very confident of yourself." Zacky stated.
  "Yet another trait Bri passed on to me." I smiled stepping out of the car, "You don't look like you should be painting. Do you need some clothes to throw on?" I smiled over my shoulder, pulling out my cargos and paint splattered tee. I threw a pair of coveralls at Zacky and pulled my clothes on over my shorts.
  I got out three bandanas and three one at him, "You might want to cover your nose and mouth, the mind is pretty bad today." I said tying my hair into a knot on top of my head and tying a bandana over it.
  I folded the other one in half and covered my nose and mouth with it, tying it behind my head and pulling it down around my neck for the time being. I looked at Zacky to see him ready, like I was. He's such a pretty boy; it was hilarious to see him in a pair of too big, paint splattered overalls and a bleached bandana around his neck.
  I started loading cans of different colored spray paint into my pockets and threw a few cans into a crate to take with me.
  "Zacky, pick this up or load those cans into your pockets and follow me." I giggled as he stuffed the cans into his pants and I shut the crate into the trunk of my car. I locked it over my shoulder and stuck the keys in the pocket of my shorts under my cargos.
  I pushed open the fence and strode, silently, into the empty skate park. To the left was a huge half pipe and on the far right was a large, concrete wall. I approached the wall and extracted a folded sheet of paper from my pocket and unfolded it.  I glanced from the wall to the paper and then folded it back up, stuffing it back into my pocket before facing Zacky, who stood speechlessly staring at the rather detailed painting of him and his friends. I smiled to myself and glanced at it again.
  "So? What do you think? Will Bri like it?" I asked eagerly.
  "Damn, you got every detail just perfect. If he doesn't like it I'll kill him myself. What is this all for?" he asked still astonished.
  "It's going to be his birthday present. I planned on showing it to him tonight. I really couldn't think of anything I could give him that would be special enough for a rock star, so I did what I do best. Do you really think he'll like it?" I asked shooting Zacky a worried glance.
  "He's going to love it, he always talks about how much he loves the candid, party pictures of all of us." Zacky smiled
  "I just loved this one because it was the first party I ever went to with you all when you went on tour. I really wish I could have gone on that tour; Bri had so many ridiculous stories to tell me." I smiled pulling out a can of black paint and approaching a large white spot on the wall. Zacky stood back to watch and looked astonished by my work. I glanced back at him and caught him gazing back at me. Instantly my cheeks flushed a light pink and I quickly turned back to my work. I finished the small Deathbat I had been working on and switched to a can of lighter grey to shade the picture's edges. I faded it from the blackened background to the white wall as high as I could reach on foot. I then took the ladder from the half pipe and moved it up against the wall to finish the top.
  When I was completely finished I stepped back down the ladder and put it back in its place. I walked back to the wall and stood beside Zacky as he put some minor highlights on the corners of the picture. He finished and we stepped back to give it a good "once over." I glanced at Zacky who had a huge smile plastered on his face.
  "What are you planning Baker?" I said facing him.
  "Would you object to me signing it under me?" he smiled at me.
  "I was actually planning on having all of you sign it tonight when I showed it to Bri. Are you going to be inpatient and insist on signing it now or can you wait?" I raised a question brow.
  "I can wait. I'd rather sign with everyone else anyway."
  "Okay, good." I took out a can of purple paint and shook it, approaching the wall. I bent down at the edge of the painting and signed my tag.
  "What are you doing? I thought you said we were signing tonight?" he asked sounding flustered.
  "Correction; I said you guys will be signing tonight. I don't want anyone breaking in here and taking credit for my hard work." I laughed, finishing my name.
I stepped to admire my work beside Zacky. I glanced at my pone and it read 5:30.
  "Shit, Zacky, we gotta go. I need to get ready and I have to drop you off at your place." I stated stuffing all my paint into my packets and starting towards the gate. Zacky followed close behind as I shut and locked the gate behind us. I quickly stripped off my shirt and pants, emptying the pickets as I went/ Zacky followed suit, emptying his pickets and stuffing his clothes in the trunk. We both slid into the car and I peeled out of the lot, heading straight towards Zacky's house.
  It had only been 15 minutes when I pulled into Zacky's driveway. He opened the door but didn't get out immediately.
  "See you at Syn's place?" he asked leaning his elbow on the center console, looking up at me.
  "Of course; I'll see you there." I smiled looking down into my lap, avoiding eye contact.
  He grasped my chin softly between his thumb and forefinger and lifted my face so I was looking at him. "I'll see you soon then." He smiled sweetly.
  Before I knew what was happening his lips crashed against mine in an almost mindless kiss. His tongue traced my lower lip as I finally came to my senses and kissed him back. He pulled away and my eyes fluttered open slowly. A small smirk flashed across is face before he exited the car, shutting the door and leaving me to bask in the moment. I had just been kissed by Zacky Mother Fucking Vengeance and I wasn't sure how to react. A dream of mine had just come true and I was left breathless by it.

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  "I'll be the judge of that; now just how to get your brother into a skirt?" Zacky pondered tapping his chin.
  "You just leave that to me. I'll have Brian in a skirt by the end of the night." I flashed a sly smile as I glanced over at Zacky.
  "Are you willing to make a bet on that?" he smiled devilishly.
  "You're on Vengeance. What's say $100 and a week's worth of drinks?" I placed my bid.
  "You're on Gates. For fair warning I can drink Johnny's Bar out of business." He said as I pulled into the lot.
  "Honey, I've been keeping up with Brian since I picked up a shot and Jimmy since I met the fucker. If I were you, I'd be more worried about my bank account balance, than proving your drinking skills to me." I laughed shaking his hand firmly.
  "For someone I met only two months ago, you are very confident of yourself." Zacky stated.
  "Yet another trait Bri passed on to me." I smiled stepping out of the car, "You don't look like you should be painting. Do you need some clothes to throw on?" I smiled over my shoulder, pulling out my cargos and paint splattered tee. I threw a pair of coveralls at Zacky and pulled my clothes on over my shorts.
  I got out three bandanas and three one at him, "You might want to cover your nose and mouth, the mind is pretty bad today." I said tying my hair into a knot on top of my head and tying a bandana over it.
  I folded the other one in half and covered my nose and mouth with it, tying it behind my head and pulling it down around my neck for the time being. I looked at Zacky to see him ready, like I was. He's such a pretty boy; it was hilarious to see him in a pair of too big, paint splattered overalls and a bleached bandana around his neck.
  I started loading cans of different colored spray paint into my pockets and threw a few cans into a crate to take with me.
  "Zacky, pick this up or load those cans into your pockets and follow me." I giggled as he stuffed the cans into his pants and I shut the crate into the trunk of my car. I locked it over my shoulder and stuck the keys in the pocket of my shorts under my cargos.
  I pushed open the fence and strode, silently, into the empty skate park. To the left was a huge half pipe and on the far right was a large, concrete wall. I approached the wall and extracted a folded sheet of paper from my pocket and unfolded it.  I glanced from the wall to the paper and then folded it back up, stuffing it back into my pocket before facing Zacky, who stood speechlessly staring at the rather detailed painting of him and his friends. I smiled to myself and glanced at it again.
  "So? What do you think? Will Bri like it?" I asked eagerly.
  "Damn, you got every detail just perfect. If he doesn't like it I'll kill him myself. What is this all for?" he asked still astonished.
  "It's going to be his birthday present. I planned on showing it to him tonight. I really couldn't think of anything I could give him that would be special enough for a rock star, so I did what I do best. Do you really think he'll like it?" I asked shooting Zacky a worried glance.
  "He's going to love it, he always talks about how much he loves the candid, party pictures of all of us." Zacky smiled
  "I just loved this one because it was the first party I ever went to with you all when you went on tour. I really wish I could have gone on that tour; Bri had so many ridiculous stories to tell me." I smiled pulling out a can of black paint and approaching a large white spot on the wall. Zacky stood back to watch and looked astonished by my work. I glanced back at him and caught him gazing back at me. Instantly my cheeks flushed a light pink and I quickly turned back to my work. I finished the small Deathbat I had been working on and switched to a can of lighter grey to shade the picture's edges. I faded it from the blackened background to the white wall as high as I could reach on foot. I then took the ladder from the half pipe and moved it up against the wall to finish the top.
  When I was completely finished I stepped back down the ladder and put it back in its place. I walked back to the wall and stood beside Zacky as he put some minor highlights on the corners of the picture. He finished and we stepped back to give it a good "once over." I glanced at Zacky who had a huge smile plastered on his face.
  "What are you planning Baker?" I said facing him.
  "Would you object to me signing it under me?" he smiled at me.
  "I was actually planning on having all of you sign it tonight when I showed it to Bri. Are you going to be inpatient and insist on signing it now or can you wait?" I raised a question brow.
  "I can wait. I'd rather sign with everyone else anyway."
  "Okay, good." I took out a can of purple paint and shook it, approaching the wall. I bent down at the edge of the painting and signed my tag.
  "What are you doing? I thought you said we were signing tonight?" he asked sounding flustered.
  "Correction; I said you guys will be signing tonight. I don't want anyone breaking in here and taking credit for my hard work." I laughed, finishing my name.
I stepped to admire my work beside Zacky. I glanced at my pone and it read 5:30.
  "Shit, Zacky, we gotta go. I need to get ready and I have to drop you off at your place." I stated stuffing all my paint into my packets and starting towards the gate. Zacky followed close behind as I shut and locked the gate behind us. I quickly stripped off my shirt and pants, emptying the pickets as I went/ Zacky followed suit, emptying his pickets and stuffing his clothes in the trunk. We both slid into the car and I peeled out of the lot, heading straight towards Zacky's house.
  It had only been 15 minutes when I pulled into Zacky's driveway. He opened the door but didn't get out immediately.
  "See you at Syn's place?" he asked leaning his elbow on the center console, looking up at me.
  "Of course; I'll see you there." I smiled looking down into my lap, avoiding eye contact.
  He grasped my chin softly between his thumb and forefinger and lifted my face so I was looking at him. "I'll see you soon then." He smiled sweetly.
  Before I knew what was happening his lips crashed against mine in an almost mindless kiss. His tongue traced my lower lip as I finally came to my senses and kissed him back. He pulled away and my eyes fluttered open slowly. A small smirk flashed across is face before he exited the car, shutting the door and leaving me to bask in the moment. I had just been kissed by Zacky Mother Fucking Vengeance and I wasn't sure how to react. A dream of mine had just come true and I was left breathless by it.