She walked backstage with conviction, like she belonged right along with everyone. I had never seen the girl in my life. She was about five foot four, but the heels she wore put her closer to five foot eight. She had beautiful long blonde almost white hair; it was in bouncy curls cascading down her frame. Her lips were painted a deep dark red and I could tell she had the most perfect white teeth behind them. She looked gorgeous, but there was a slight edge to here that said, ‘don't fuck with me.’ I had to figure out who this woman was and fast.

“Brian you alright there man?” I heard my good friend and fellow bandmate, Zach as me.

I snapped my gaze over to him, “yeah totally.”

“You were totally eyeing that blonde out, weren’t you?” he asked looking at me.

“Skylar!” I heard loudly as a man yelled out at her and I recognized the voice of Lars Ulrich. “Your father is going to drop you for this outfit you are wearing tonight.” He must be meaning the top she wore. It hugged her in all the right places, giving great view of her cleavage that wasn't covered by the leather jacket she wore.

She laughed softly, hugging the drummer of Metallica, “Lars…we know damn well his opinion is only his opinion. Now where is the fucker at?”

“He’s around here somewhere,” Lars told her and she nodded.

“Skylar James,” the gruff voice of James Hetfield said entering the room. Well at least I got a name. The two embraced in a heartfelt hug. She kissed James cheek, “so glad you could make it to the show tonight!”

“It was about time to come rock out with the best,” she said smiling and she caught me staring.

“Well this must be Mr. Synyster Gates,” she said sauntering over slowly. Her hips moving, causing her skirt to sway as she walked.

“You’ve never meet the guys of Avenged Sevenfold have you?” James asked her following her over.

She smirked at me, “well, I have but it was many moons ago.” She pushed hair over her shoulder, “I’m sure they don’t remember it.”

I looked at her quizzical and James spoke, “Brian this is my daughter Skylar and the gentleman next to him is band mate Zacky.”

“Your daughter?” I asked softly. “I thought you only had three daughters.”

“I’m the oldest of all his children,” she said smiling, wow was her smile breathtaking.

“She actually is a musician like us,” he said causing her to shield her face slightly.

“Really?” I was intrigued. “What do you play?”

“What doesn’t she know how to play?” Lars said walking over. “I taught her drums, her father the guitar and she can belt a tune out better than anyone I know, sorry James.”

She laughed, “well, I did come from a music family, only right that I know the trades.”

Notes

Short and sweet little view of Brian meeting Skylar for what he thinks is the first time...from what he can remember....

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