Never Say Never by Kailin Gow Read Free Book Online

with my backpack,
staring after him and gawking like a schoolgirl. I couldn't believe it. This
guy had me grinning like an idiot in ten seconds flat.
                Far
from an easy A – this class was going to require every ounce of concentration
to stop me from turning into a puddle of goo on the floor.

 
    Chapter 5
     
     
                T hat night I made an extra effort to change
before the auditions, although I would never have admitted it to anyone but
myself that it was because of Danny Blue. He'd caught me in sweats and a
ponytail – well, this time, if he ran into me on campus, he'd see me in my glam
rock glory. I squeezed into my favorite white skinny jeans, matching them
perfectly to a pair of high-heeled silver sandals encrusted with spikes I'd cut
off my dad's old jacket when I was ten. I had turned one of my dad's enormous
T-shirts into a fashionable halter – the disparity in size was nothing
scissors, a needle, and thread couldn't fix – fending off the night breeze with
a black leather motorcycle jacket I'd picked up at a vintage store in San
Francisco last summer. The perfect blend of glamour and grunge, I thought,
intentionally smearing my eyeliner just a touch to give it that studied
“morning after” look.
                Not
that I needed to dress up for Luc and Steve. Their apartment was the epitome of
“dressed down” - filled with beanbag chairs, empty Chinese food containers, a
games console or two, and a few piles of dirty laundry Luc had given up ever
bringing to the bathroom and seemed to have converted into miniature cushions
instead. Typical guys, I thought, smelling the familiar aroma of two-day-old
pizza as I walked through the door.
                “Looking
good!” Steve laughed. “Did you get all dressed up for us, Neve? Or have you got
a hot date tonight?”
                “You
know me,” I said, trying not to think about Danny Blue's piercing eyes. “I've
got two dates lined up, back to back.” I settled down on the black leather sofa
in the middle of the room, before catching sight of a lacy red bra sticking out
between the cushions. “So, guys, is there – uh – something you want to tell
me?” I threw the bra over to Steve. “Funny, I wouldn't have pegged Steve for a
32DD, myself. He looks more like a 36B to me.”
                Luc
turned redder than the bra itself, his eyes downcast on the floor. Steve,
however, only grinned.
                “One
of those blonde twins, was it?” I looked over at Steve.
                “ One ?”
Steve looked like a cat that had finished all the cream. “You underestimate me,
my friend.”
                I
rolled my eyes. “I don't even want to know.” I picked up a pile of dirty
socks. “Come on, guys. If we're going to hold auditions here tonight, can't we
at least try to make the place look professional, okay?” I began moving the
laundry into the bedrooms. “Come on guys – help a girl out?”
                The
others hurried to tidy up.
                “So,
who's coming tonight?” I asked.
                Steve
ran through the updated list. “We've got ten sign-ups so far,” he said. “And
two recommendations that some other bands sent us.”
                “We'll
be up all night,” Luc sighed. “If we want to get through all of them tonight.”
                “We
don't have a choice,” said Steve. “It's already Tuesday night. We need to
decide tonight if we want to be ready by Friday. Even now it'll be a real
stretch.”
                “So,
okay,” I thought for a while. “So if we give them each five minutes to play and
about two to introduce themselves, we won't be more than an hour and a half,
tops. That's not too bad. Then we can sit and deliberate.”
                “Hopefully
we won't need to do call-backs.” Steve smiled.