Cyans Pov:
On my way through the lobby. I bump into someone. I look up right away and apologize "oh my gosh, I am so sorry". I see a handsome guy, who looks to be about my age in front of me, I come to the realization I know who he is, he's CaptainSparkelz. "That was my fault" he says with an apologetic look on his face. He continues to look at me and it makes me feel slightly uncomfortable, "what?" I ask in the nicest way possible "nothing, you are just so beautiful" he pauses as I try to conceal my smile. "Hi, my name is Jordan" he extends his hand for a shake. "Nice to meet you, my name is Cyan, like the colour." I say as I shake his hand. "What brings you to Vegas?" He asks "my aunt died, what about you?" I answer "jeez I'm sorry" he replies again in his apologetic look. "It's ok, I didn't really know her" I reassure him. After a couple seconds of silence I break the ice with "that was pretty awkward", he chuckles "so, where are you headed?" "To the bar" I answer. "Can I buy you a drink" he says trying to be charming and succeeding, "I'd love that" I answer.
After about 45 minutes into our conversation he asks "so where are you from?" "I just moved from Toronto Canada to Los Angeles for school at UCLA. What about you?" I ask "I live in LA too" he says trying to hold in excitement but not doing a great job. I think to myself, this guy is great and this could work. I notice I should go. "I should go, I have a funeral to attend to." I say sadly "maybe since I'm new to LA you could show me the ropes sometime". "Sure" he answers "but I need your number" and he hands me his phone and I type it in, I smiled and said "bye Jordan" and walked away.
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Vegas, a CaptainSparkelz Fanfic
FanfictionWhat happens in Vegas, doesn't always stay in Vegas. One night Cyan Reynolds bumps into Jordan, the well known minecrafter, what will happen next? Read to find out.
