She was sitting with her elbows resting on each leg with her head down. She looked up with her eyes as Amalie walked into the crowded room. Her hair was dark and so messy it looked like dreads, hanging into her face and over her eyes, but it didden`t seeme to distract her. Her face was beautifully formed, with strong cheek bones, dark eyebrows, but feminin and seducive lips that enclosed the cigarette resting between them. Smoking had never really appealed to Amalie, but when she saw HER doing it, it looked dead *****.
The girl removed the smoke from her mouth, so Amalie could see a shiny metal piercing on the right side of her underlip. Georgious. Her pants were black and shabby with a split on the left knee, and she got almost paralyzed when she noticed that the girl was wearing a black t-shirt with one of Amalies favourite bands: Anti-flag.
Her bracelets and bonds rested around her wrists, half-covering a tatoo that streched all the way up to her elbow. This girl looked so dark and mysterious, probably yet not wanting it, but she made Amalie paralyzed of facination…

“Hey! Earth calling…” Amalie jumped as Alice grabbed her shoulders and shook her playfully. She rolled her eyes and tried not to look emberrast eventhough she knew she blushed. “Want a beer?” Alice asked and handed her one. “Thanks. Uh…who is that girl over there?” Amalie whispered. Stupid as only Alice can be somethimes, she didden`t noticed Amalies intentions, but Amalie were glad she didden`t commented why she`d asked. “She`s a friend of Shane. Her name is Mary, but somethimes we call her Max. Don`t know why though, it just fits, don`t you think? Anyway, she plays in this band with Matt..uh..i don`t remember their name, but their awsomme. She`s a Detroit-street-punk….one bad ***** I`ll tell you.” Alice sipped at her beer and made a determent and nod before she peeked out in her crowded apartment.
“Bad *****…Did she do anything bad then?” Amalie bit her lip and peeked over at Mary. She coulden`t help but think that her bad-***** tendences were *****. It siuted her. “As far as I know…no…But, she came travelling alone all the way from Detroit, down here to L.A. So she`s a though girl. The guys respect her cause she doesen`t take ***** from anyone. That`s all.” Amalie grinned at Alice ” You talk a lot”, “Yeah, but you asked, honey” Alice giggeled and walked into the kitchen to greet some new guests.