The moment my eyes met hers, I knew I was fucked.

The lights were dimmed, but I could see her forehead was dripping with sweat. Her lips were covered in her own spit. Her hands strumming along with the beat of the song. My limbs were tingling, and my heart was racing so fast I could feel it throb. Her eyes alone sucked the life out of my soul. I didn't know why, but my heart felt heavy. All I knew was when her eyes stared back into mine, all I felt was panic. My palms were sweaty, the drink in my hand had already slipped and fallen to the floor. I wanted to look away. I needed to look away.

Is this really happening? Is this really her?

I could hear my heart racing along with the sound of her guitar mixed with Mikasa's voice. She didn't look away either, she just eyed me up and down, then she proceeded to smile a chilling smile that I know ill never forget. Her lips were painted a crimson red, the corners of her lips seemed to have a little black from what I can see. Then she finally looked away, and I could finally breathe again.

She stood to the left of Mikasa. But not for long, as soon as the chorus was over, she and Mikasa switched positions she now stood in front of everybody. She was in the spotlight. She leaned forward towards the microphone, her lips almost touching it. Is she about to start singing ?

"Arabella's got a seventies head,
But she's a modern lover"

Her voice filled the room. It wasn't deep or high, rather it was the perfect pitch.

"It's an exploration, she's made of outer space
And her lips are like the galaxy's edge
And her kiss the color of a constellation falling into place"

She was so mesmerizing. I felt like a man in the trap of a siren. Her voice echoed through my ears. I felt my stomach jump. Everyone around me was now cheering louder than before. I turn around to see Connie standing beside me, he looked like he was about to piss himself.

"Bro, she's amazing, I think I'm in love with her."

Ignoring his remark, I turn back around facing her. But she was already looking at me. I was completely hypnotized by her beautiful voice and her amazing guitar skills. She was clearly confident and as much as I tried to read her I couldn't. She closes her eyes and continues to sing.

"My days end best when this sunset gets itself
Behind that little lady sitting on the passenger side
It's much less picturesque without her catching the light
The horizon tries, but it's just not as kind on the eyes"

Her fingers were a deep red. Her legs were tapping a long with her, it seems like she's doing it unconsciously. She seemed extremely at peace and in her prime. She looks free. She wore a black jacket with a red top hugging her, with a black mini skirt on her hips. On her feet were black doc martens.

"As Arabella
As Arabella
Just might have tapped into your mind and soul,
You can't be sure"

Her hair was all over her face. Her face was glistening in the light. Although it was sweat, she still looked heavenly, but just by looking at her, I could tell she was a devil in disguise. Mikasa came up next to her, and they started singing the bridge together.

"That's magic

in a cheetah print coat

Just a slip

underneath it, I hope

Asking if

I can have one of those

Organic

cigarettes that she smokes

Wraps her lips

round the Mexican coke

Makes you wish

that you were the bottle"

Before saying the last line, she looks at me.

"Takes a sip

of your soul, and it sounds like"

She winks at me before starting the guitar solo. She looks away and looks down at her black electric guitar. Before long, her guitar pick was in between her full lips. Her long fingers that were covered in silver rings, each one a different shape, and a different size were bleeding. Her fingernails were black, but her ring finger was red. The blood was now all over her guitar strings. She seemed so focused yet so relaxed at the same time. Finally, she looks back up and leans her lips against the mic again. She stares directly into my eyes as if she's reading me.

"I just might have tapped into your mind and soul,
You can't be sure"

And just like that, it was over. Everyone around me was clapping, whistling and screaming. She was walking down the side steps of the stage, followed by her bandmates. A tall blonde, hands her a bottle of water, band-Aids, and a cigarette. After wrapping the bandaids around her bleeding fingers, she put the cigarette between her lips, and let it rest there for a few seconds. Around 5 seconds later, she took it out of her mouth and let it rest between her fingers. She let the smoke roam around in her mouth, then proceeded to turn around to Mikasa and let the smoke out of her lips and into Mikasa's. Mikasa seemed a little shocked, but clearly amused. She smirks at Mikasa, then opens up the bottle of water, brings it up to her lips, and drinks it. She looks at me one last time, smirks, then walks backstage.

This won't be the last time I see you, Zara Dixion.