crush.”
“Liar, you’re blushing.”
“And you’re being annoying.”
She shook her head doing her best to ignore her friend's words.
“Do I need to separate you two?”
Tracie asked.
“You guys having fun tonight?”
the lead singer hollered before either one of them could answer
Tracie.
“Yeah!” shouted the crowd.
“Well, we’re getting kind of
hot up here.” The singer exaggeratedly fanned himself. “What
do you guys think about Rush stepping in for us for about an hour?”
Drew didn't give the audience a chance
to respond before he stepped away from the drum set. He was headed in
her direction.
“Oh.” Ricky latched onto
Lana's arm.“He’s headed this way.”
Lana tore her arm away from her friend.
She was choosing to ignore the way her heart sped up at the sight of
Drew.
“Hey,” Drew said. He stood
at a safe distance in front of her. “I finally caught you
outside of class.”
“Here I am.”
Wow that sounded lame even to her ears.
“I’m Ricky.” Ricky
nodded his head in Lana’s direction. “This one doesn’t
have any manners. I think she was raised by pigs.”
“What the…” Lana
began. “You didn’t even give me a chance.”
“Don’t mind these two,”
Tracie stated. “They fight like siblings.”
“I’m gonna grab a beer,”
Drew stated, seeming to ignore Ricky and Tracie. “You want
one, Lana?”
Lana went to refuse but Ricky jumped in.
“She never drinks.”
Just to spite Ricky, Lana said,
“Actually, a beer does sound good.”
The look she shot Ricky was childish but
he deserved it. What made him think he could speak for her?
“Corona it is then.” Drew
waited for her approval before heading off to the make-shift bar.
“Where have you been hiding him?”
Ricky asked.
“I haven’t been hiding him,”
she said. “We have criminal terminology together.”
“Girl,” Tracie broke in, “if
you push that boy away I’m going to have you committed.”
Lana rolled her eyes. “It’s
not like that. We barely know each other.”
“He just went to get you a beer,”
Ricky pointed out, “and it wasn’t too long after he saw
you were here that he wanted to take a break.”
Lana rolled her eyes at her enthusiastic
friend. “He took a break because it was time for them to let
the other band play. It had nothing to do with me.”
“OK, but he still didn’t
waste any time getting to you.”
“Hush,” Tracie warned, “he’s
coming back.”
Drew walked up behind her and handed her
a cold Corona over her shoulder. Lana jumped when he took her free
hand in his own. “Let’s go sit on the couch.”
Before she could reply, Drew was pulling
her over to the couch not too far from the band. Ricky and Tracie
were left staring with matching goofy looks.
“You just pulled me away from my
friends,” she said irritably.
Drew pulled her down beside him. “I
only have a few minutes before I have to go talk to the band.”
“OK,” she said slowly. “I
still don’t get why you just made me abandon my friends.”
Drew took a drink of his beer. “Ricky
wouldn’t let you get a word in.”
“That’s just Ricky,”
she said. “He does it without knowing.”
He squeezed the hand he was still
holding. “But I wanted to talk to you.”
Lana counted to ten to keep calm. This
was the first time that she had allowed herself to be this close to a
guy since Shawn. The only reason she was not running away was
because they were surrounded by other people.
“So,” he prodded, “are
you having fun?”
“We just got here,” she
informed him, “we’ve heard maybe three songs.”
“What’s your favorite song?”
he asked.
“Far away by Nickleback,”
she responded without having to think about it.
“Second favorite?”
“Enter Sandman, or, Mama, I’m
coming home. It’s a tie between those two.”
“Old school,” he responded
with a grin.
Lana shrugged. “Older brothers
will do that.”
Drew made a show of looking