{<Out With The Stars[Indie]>}

[{*~Selena Kindell~*}]

Freedom! It had come on this Friday night, and it led to one happy girl who made her way into a dance club among the others. Making her way up she wore a white dress and a head band that was golden. Of course she had flat white shoes on, handling high heels at this point was not her way of getting around. Plus if she was to be dancing, it would end terribly if she was to fall over and take down just about everyone that was in the surrounding area. Walking up she made her way in, the place had a lot of people in it and she gulped as she stepped in hoping she did not appear a bit awkward.

Eyes wondered to hers but Selena seemed not to notice, at least she really did not want to notice them looking at her, it was sort of well weird. Pink lips pursed together she decided that dancing would not be her first option, might as well get a bit familiar with the place before she did. Wondering a bit she took her own sweet time looking around a bit, peeking every which direction to see what would a wait her later on in the night. There was plenty of room to dance and it seemed that some people had already started, she gave a small smile as she walked by them. Then she walked right into someone, she had turned her head to late and walked right into him, mumbling in french she shook her head "sorry...seems I have as much focus as a goldfish".

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Indie rolled his eyes as the girls around him laughed at him again. All he had to say was; 'I like this song', and they would burst into hysterics. He shook his head, his raven hair falling right back into place. They laughed again; surprise surprise. None of these women were fans of his music. He had been photographed as he walked into the club, and that was enough for women like them. It was rare for him to meet a real fan, which was why he normally ended up getting pretty wasted at these things. He knocked back the champagne he had been bought, pulling a face; all he wanted was a beer.

Already bored, Indie began to walk away from the girls. Some called after him, some followed, but he turned and waved them away. Again, he rolled his blue eyes, tightening the silk black tie around his neck. He looked rather smart tonight; black skinny jeans, smart black shoes, a buttoned up black cardigan and a silky black skinny tie around the neck of his white dress shirt. Most would think of him a smart gentle boy if it was not for the peircings in his lip.

Indie needed a beer, and quick. He began marching towards the bar, teeth clenched. His eyes were so focused on the bar, he did not notice the girl until he had walked right into her. He reached out to grab her shoulders, just to steady her and make sure she would not fall. "No, it was my fault," he sighed, his accent soft and British, the same accent that earned him the nickname 'Dodger' amongst friends. He looked down at her, and that famous gentle smile played on his lips. "Let me buy you a drink, as way of an apology, like."

[{*~Selena Kindell~*}]

(Occ: Promise next post will be bigger, so brain dead at the moment though.)

Feeling a hand on her shoulders she blinked slightly, people normally did not touch her at all but if he had not she probably would of just fallen over right there how embarrassing. "Looks like you were to busy getting stalked" she said giving a small laugh as she looked at the girls who now glared almost right threw Selena. "Oh you really don't have to, no harm no fowl" she said though she still would not mind talking to him, it was someone she sort of knew. "Though I don't think going back there is a strong option for you so I'd gladly go with you and at least get you out of that situation" her french accent bleed threw. "Or get myself put on there hit list" she said smirking "whatever come first I suppose though but risks are something worth taking I guess" as she spun on her heals around.

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Indie laughed a small light chuckle, his lips forming into a cheeky lop-sided grin; that same grin which caused his nose to wrinkle ever so slightly, and his eyes glint playfully. She was funny, she has made him laugh, and he liked it. The girls he had been with not one minute ago were bland; hardly speaking but just laughing falsely at whatever he said. Their hair was dyed blonde, their faces sp heavily made up it was a shock they could lift their heads. He looked over the girl in front of him, and he quickly came to the conclusion she was tastefully pretty, her accent adding to what he already believed she was; unique. "Yeah I can what you mean," he sighed, turning his head to look at the girls now glancing over the young woman in front of him. They were obviously sizing her up, trying to determine if she was any threat to their chances with him. This was the bad side of his new fame; his music was out there, but people just did not listen to it properly.

Indie re-folded the colour down on his white shirt, and brushed at the bottom of it to make sure it was tucked in to his black cardigan, before looking back down at her. "My name is Indie by the way," he told her, voice just loud enough above the music, "Indie Williams."

[{*~Selena Kindell~*}]

At least he was laughing, he did not think her a total idiot which was always a comforting factor in her eyes, she had to remember she was here to enjoy herself. Somehow she could not help but want to care what people thought, maybe she only cared about what the person in front of her thought. The women over there she hardly cared about there opinions, not like it mattered to her much what they would think about her. It had always been that way, even in High School girls on the dance team hated her for quitting and joining art but she could just not take it anymore. Dancing was fun she could not deny, but art had a better grasp on her and Selena felt a better connection to art rather then dancing.

The girls that were over there seemed to be the opposite of her, they had bleach blonde hair yet Selena's was brown, almost black. Make up she did have some but it was not as if she had caked herself with it, maybe it was because she was into art she knew the importance of detail. In less her artistical focus was upon the design of the make up she tried to make sure that none of the women in her pictures looked to much like clowns. Her face shape was from her mother, but the chocolate brown eyes and dark hair came from her father. The only person that did not have dark hair out of the kids in her family was her little brother Andrew, he happened to follow mom with the blonde hair.

When he responded she raised her eyebrow "you don't sound to excited about them" they sized her up yet she seemed focused on making sure not to be rude to him. Some people recognized her artwork from a couple of galleries she had gotten into but nothing as big as the museum she worked out. One day though she hoped that she would be in there, she would be up there with some of the greatest artists. "Isn't woman fawning all over you a good thing for guys?" course, he did not seem all that ordinary which made her more excited to meet someone new. Hearing his name she gave a light smile "it's a pleasure Indie your name sounds familiar but I won't pry" telling him her name would be simple but just forget the last name she thought to herself "I'm Selena".

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Indie sighed, giving the girls behind them one last bored look, before turning back to the dark haired beauty in front of him, flicking his hair as he did so. "It's only a good thing if they're fawning over you for the right reasons," he shrugged, "Not because they know if they leave with you, their faces will end up in the magazines." He rolled his eyes, slipping his hands into the pockets of his skinny jeans. His fingers stroked at the corners of the box of Malboro Lights that rested in his pocket. Nicotine was the only drug, except from alcohol and caffine he allowed himself near. It was the cigerettes that kept him from the hardcore stuff, and if someone tried to take them away from him, they would be prising it from his cold dead hands.

"Selena." He repeated her name slowly, with a small gentle smile. The name stayed on his lips, like a chocolate he chose to savour. The fact she recognised his name but chose not to pry pleased him; he felt like maybe he would get the chance to have someone learn to know him before judging him. "Selena, how about that drink?"

[{*~Selena Kindell~*}]

Smiling she watched as he gave his groupies one last bored look before he turned back to her, she was happy he had decided to talk to her. His company was much appreciated, most of the guys she met were rich and well had little respect it was either for them about money or what they could get out of her. Which was nothing, she had never let a guy get close enough to her to even kiss her she had a bit of a fear of people getting to close. She was just scared that she might turn out like her mom or something then then would have to deal with a woman like her which no one wanted to. She had turned out a lot different then most would expect though, her being a artist and everything was way off the map of what her parents wanted.

"I don't know" she said resting a hand on her hip as she looked at him "fawning has never been something I really wanted, how's that for romantics?" she said with a little smirk. In actual fact that was sort of true Selena wanted someone to see her for her, she did not mean to really mean anything by that but she did not like to lie to people it was a nasty habit. Selena had lied to her parents for a long time, maybe because she did not care if they had a problem with it. It was better for them to believe lies anyways, they were happier believing that she was going to go off to try to find herself and crawl back. Camera's...it made her shudder at the sound of them "I don't see why they would, camera's are really bothersome in less I'm the one behind it, the flashes just ugh make me as blind as a bat, and that never helps the uncoordinated".

He said her name and she looked at him, it sounded amazing when he said it and he did not butcher it...Selena could not help but be a little thankful. To be stuck in a bar with all the other men it felt comforting to know there was one guy who would not do anything to her. At least that was what she felt about him, he was nice and everything about him seemed to speak of someone she could not help but feel like being around for a while. Nodding her head she smiled "sounds good" with that she began to make her way over knowing he would follow her or at least that was the general conception. "So do you come here often?" Selena asked her brown eyes glanced a bit at him "or is this one of those once and a while things?"