remembering

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Brenda hadn't been back in Huntington Beach since she was twelve; being back brought back so many positive memories - nothing had changed. The sun still shone bright in the crystal clear sky, the beach was as beautiful as ever, and the people as friendly as could be. She'd only been back for four days now, but thought she'd check out the bar in the town she'd heard so much about.

Walking in, she walked up to the bar and ordered a light beer. The woman didn't have a need to get drunk tonight; she never really did, unless it was a wild party. She looked over her shoulder while being served, checking out the bar. Seemed like the crowd that would be in a pub back in England; so no difference there. Her eyes fixed on a certain group of people; more specifically one person. He looked familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on where she'd seen him before.. Their eyes locked, and Brenda felt like she knew those green eyes.

Was that Zachary? Zackster? Zee? Childhood memories flooded back to her, as a warm smile fell upon her face. It was him!

Zacky sat in Johnny's Bar, having just gotten back from tour. It had been a long couple of months and he had needed to watch a game and grab a beer so that's what he did. It had felt like it had been forever since he'd been in this bar but in reality, it was only a couple of months. Going on tour all the time was tiring and he just needed a few months to relax, get his mind off of things. All of the girls that threw themselves at him was starting to become too much.

He looked around the bar as the game went to commercial and his eyes locked on a girl with long brown hair and assets that were very.. Enticing. He looked up when he saw a movement and locked eyes with the girl, raising an eyebrow at her when she had this confused look on her face. But when she smiled, he couldn't help but smile back. She was definitely beautiful.

When he smiled back, Brenda felt heat fall upon her face as she turned around. Was it nerves? Or was it because Zacky was now incredibly hot? Brenda didn't know, but she thanked the bartender for the beer before she took a small sip. If she knew she was meeting Zacky again, she would of worn something better than jeans and a t-shirt. What should she do? She couldn't just go up to him - what if it wasn't him?

Brenda wasn't confident - not around guys, anyway. Brenda just prayed that the man would come up to the bar to get a round of drinks for his friends or something, just so she could take a closer look; to see if it really was him.

Zacky took it upon himself to stand up and walk over to the bar. He ordered himself a shot before turning to the girl that was sitting there, a small smirk forming upon his lips. He was usually a pretty good flirt but he wasn't sure if he should use his normal moves on her.

He decided to just go for it and leaned against the counter while staring at her. "Hey, beautiful. My name is Zack," he introduced himself, holding his hand out for her to shake. He knew that wasn't being very smooth but he was just going to go with flow.

Everything she presumed was right. It was Zacky, and he was hot... Majorly hot. Biting her lip looking at his hand, he smiled before shaking his hand. "Hey, I'm Benny." Brenda thought it best to use a nickname she acquired in England rather than 'Brenda', for a reason she didn't know why. Biting her lip again, she down slightly. "So, urm... I think we've met before.. Does the name Zackster mean anything?"

Looking up at him, she just hoped he remembered.. She defiantly looked different - she grew out her hair, developed a slight British accent, and was more like a woman now. "I mean, it might be a mistake; I'm never good with faces but... Worth a shot, right?" With a small laugh, she took another small sip of her beer in order to musk her nerves.

Zacky froze dead in his tracks ass 'Benny' as she called herself said a nickname that he hadn't heard in years. He stared at the woman while furrowing his eyebrows, confused as hell. She had acquired an accent during the time she had been gone and she had definitely grown into the pig tails and acne she was starting to get when they were younger.

Zacky pushed himself back to reality and coughed to clear his throat before he could talk. "Brenda?!" he exclaimed with wide eyes while staring at her. He was beyond surprised that it was her but he couldn't be happier. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her in a hug, smiling widely. "How have you been?!"

Brenda was over the moon that he remembered her. When the hug came, Brenda welcomed it and hugged him back. As they broke away, Brenda smiled happily. "I've been good; glad to be back under the Huntington Beach sun." Placing her beer on the bar-top, Brenda let out a happy breath. "How have you been? You've grown from the young Zackster I knew." With a small wink, Brenda let out a small little chuckle; looking at Zacky up and down descretely.

"You always said you wanted ink when you where younger." The woman said, smirking at his arms. She was a sucker for tattoos; and Zacky was very hot - so combine the two and you've got a perfect combination in Brenda's eyes.

Zacky shrugged a shoulder in response to her question about how he was been. Honestly, he was just stressed the hell out. He had just gotten divorced from Gena and now he was trying to figure out what there was in his life that he enjoyed outside of Gena, the guys, and his music. "I've been pretty good, I suppose. And I grew?! Have you seen yourself?!" he laughed with a shake of his head.

Zacky couldn't help but smirk at her comment about the tattoos, his tongue flicking out across his snakebites as he looked at her. "Well, with a lot of time, money, and pain... I got every part of my body covered or has a tattoo there," he chuckled.