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of honor.”
    She smiled and stopped playing a moment to turn up the amp a bit as her eyes kept sweeping over to James.  He started singing the refrain of the song as she continued playing.  Then she looked at me quickly then away.  “Your friend has an awesome voice.”
    I looked over at him as he sang to her music as he rocked.  “James?  Yes he does but he isn't my friend, I've never met him, I just overheard his name earlier.”
    She looked between the both of us.  “How did you know he could do that?”
    I shrugged. “He started humming along when I started practicing.  When I heard his voice, I didn't want it to stop.  Then you lot joined in his jam.”
    She finished the song with James then unslung her guitar and leaned it against the equipment she was next to.  She motioned to the grass.  “Have a seat.  I take it you are competing?”
    I nodded as I sat and she slid off the amp to sit in front of me.  I said, “I'm with Purple Horseshoes.”
    She chuckled at the name and teased playfully, “You sound proud of the name.”
    I closed my eyes and bit the tip of my tongue to suppress a smile.  “We may or may not have been a bit tipsy when we came up with the name.  But at least it makes you remember us.”  I gave a hopeful grin.
    She shook her head with a 'poor Kacy' look.  I reached out and shoved her right shoulder, then asked.  “You?  What's your band?  Will we be facing off with you today?”
    She shook her head.  “No, I'm not in a band... anymore.  But my little brother is.  He's with Haunted Lullaby. “  Oh hey, I've heard of them, they play on the local pub circuit.   She added, “I just volunteered to watch the gear for them while they scoped out the competition.  I'm just here for moral support, I don't do too well in crowds.  I don't like all the staring.”
    I nodded.  “I'm not too good with crowds either.  I always feel so anxious and awkward.  But once you get me talking, I babble on.”
    She smirked. “Well you are awkward... but it's a great look on you.”
    I blushed and tucked some of my honey streaked brown hair behind my ear.  I started to ask another question when four guys came walking behind the stage area, showing the guards their participant badges and walked up to us.  A boy with Strong Middle Eastern features, decked out in black leather, his short black hair spiked with bleached temples, held his fist out.  He looked to be in his late teens or early twenties. The other guys started grabbing the stacked gear with practiced ease and started hauling it toward the stage.
    Mei bumped his fist and stood so I stood too.  She said, “Robbie, this is Kacy, Kacy, my snot-nosed little brother, Robbie.”  I awkwardly greeted the bloke.  He was about my height, which was a big contrast to Mei.  Now that she was standing I could feel a blush on my cheeks for some reason when I saw how tiny she really was.  I had no clue why that should make me blush, maybe because I was feeling self-conscious about my height.
    I looked between the two, they looked nothing alike and had obviously dissimilar heritages.  I asked her, “Step brother?”
    She shook her head and smiled. “What? Can't see the family resemblance?”  They both gave me toothy grins and leaned their heads toward each other.  I suppressed a laugh, I was obviously not the first person to ever ask.  She let me off the hook. “We're both adopted, as are our other brothers and sisters.  We've got a kick ass family.”
    That sounded pretty cool.  “How many Hammonds are scurrying about?”
    Robbie answered, “Three brothers, three sisters, and mum and dad.”
    I noticed the other woman came back with a couple of other ladies, they started taking gear too as she leaned down and talked to James.  She put a sandwich in his hand and she said something about getting him a good place to sit to watch.  As she led him past us, I smiled at him and held a hand up.  “Up high James.  Thanks for