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wanting to trounce his sister. I remember the first time I heard it, maybe three months ago, after a raging fight between Samantha and Jaxen over a damn strawberry Pop-Tart. A week later I heard the song for the first time.
    I wa nna pound you, I’m gonna slam you, big sister!
    Don’t try to take it away or you will pay! I will be the mister!
    I want it and need it, more than you ever will , twin!
    Try to take it away and you will know my wrath, buzzkill! I WILL WIN!
    The crowd laughed , and in truth, so did I the first time I heard it. Samantha and I smirked at each other as Ren shouted the lyrics into the microphone. I still can’t believe Jaxen wrote a song about a damn Pop-Tart. Of course, I knew it wasn’t really about the toaster pastry, but neither of them told me what it was really about so I just dropped it.
    The band then played covers and they rocked them all. Ren’s voice was strong and smooth and he made a couple of our friends swoon. I grinned as I watched them, dancing once or twice with the girls and once with my father. I smiled when my parents danced to a sweet cover of I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing , even if they looked like a couple of nervous kids at a sixth grade party.
    After that, t he band took a break. When they came back, Jaxen stood at the mic with a guitar, Ren moved to the bass and Stanley was at the drums scowling as he started the song. Wait… Jaxen’s going to sing? Geez, what is that going to sound like? I almost felt embarrassed for him, praying he sounded decent as he strummed and refused to look up into the crowd. Was he embarrassed himself? Oh, no. Why make him do this then? Whose damn idea was this?
    As I was ready to pull the plug on the whole live performance, Jaxen’s head came up and he began to sing and my jaw dropped. He sounded… awesome . I think Shaun Morgan and Jaxen sound the similar.
    I was completely shocked to hear his deep voice pleading into the microphone, going high in some parts and dropping low in others. Then I started paying attentio n to the lyrics. They were the ones Ren was singing yesterday.
    I have always been me, the me I thought I wanted to be
    B ut now I want to be him, the real me, the me I can be with you.
    He’s not far away , maybe you can love him
    I n the same way that he has always loved you
    Here I am in the open, telling you I want and need you
    Say that you can, say that you will try to want and need me too.
    Allow me to kiss you, to hug you, make love to you
    A llow me hold you, to comfort you, to be true.
    Trust me, feel me, kiss me, take care of me
    F ulfill me, complete me. Baby please, just love me
    Cause all these things I already feel deep inside for you
    I got chills as I listened. It sounded like Jaxen was singing to someone. I sighed. I guess he won’t be my first. He was already hooked on someone. I wanted to run fast and far but before I could take the first step, I felt a hand on my back and looked up. Parker’s best friend, Roland, was smiling down at me.
    “Congratulations, Itsy. I know you’ll do well in New York.”
    “Thanks, Roland . I appreciate that,” I said as I smiled back.
    “Would you like to dance?”
    My brows raised in surprise and I nodded. He led me to the temporary dance floor near the center of the yard and I put my arms around his neck when his arms wrapped around my waist and we swayed softly to the music.
    “I almost killed your brother yesterday,” Roland laughed at my ear.
    I giggled. “What?”
    “I did. Yesterday, he finally gave me permission to ask you out.”
    I frowned up at Roland. “Why would you need his permission?”
    “It’s sort of a guy code, Itsy. He’s my best friend and I respect him. I waited until he was comfortable with the idea of you and me together, for him to understand that while it’s true I usually chased girls for pu--, uh, sex, that was not the reason I was interested in you. With you, sex would have been a bonus.”
    “Rol and, you should have at least come