estee looked around the party, trying to set eyes on her publicist. she had promised an appearance at this event, but never had agreed to a full night of chasing her around in HOPES of getting to leave. this was typical though. estee had sadly become the face of her band, and after breaking out into the acting scene in the last world these kinds of ass kissing events had become a weekly occurrence. something the brunette was trying to get used too. but the more and more she pretending to fit in, the more she felt so DIFFERENT from everyone around her. sipping slowly on the drink in her hands, she started to look around once again for any kind of solace when her eyes locked with his. the very pair of eyes she wasn’t all too sure she was ready to see again. her eyes darted down, a soft shy smile appearing on her lips. she started to look for an escape route, seeing a female wrapped around the boy she once called her own ... it made her stomach turn. she downed the last of her drink and moved, looking for a way to get home.