part,” Wade went on. “How tough is this gonna be for you? Reason is…” Wade paused long enough to glance at Os before he continued. “I’m just not sure if fans are ready to accept a female drummer - especially from Heretic. Get my meaning?”
But Chris pulled off a macho huff as best she could. “You don’t think I can do it?"
“ I never said that,” Wade calmly retorted. “I just want to be sure you realize that you’re steppin’ into some pretty big shoes.”
The bus became silent again, sending a ra king chill over Chris’ nerves. But somehow, she knew that if she ever were accepted into Heretic, she’d pay any price. A small price to her. What she wanted more than anything was the chance to play drums and to do it alongside one of the most idolized bands in the country was just an added bonus. In no time at all, Chris resolved that it would be a cold day in hell before she’d go back to her old life. So, she became resolute and surprisingly fast which aroused Wade’s curiosity.
But catching Wade ’s suspicions was the very least of her worries. Right now, if Joe was going to stare at her anymore with a goofy look on his face, she’d die laughing.
“ Whatever, man,” she pulled off with a roll of her eyes. “I just wanna play.”
Joe ju mped up and down in his seat a few times as if someone had invited him to a girls’ sleep over. Chris thought that if she had to act more like a guy than him, then it shouldn’t be too hard.
Wade nodded. “Good. Joe!”
“Sup!” his band member answered back enthusiastically.
“ It’s up to you now, man. Make a man outta her.”
But Jo e’s head jerked absent-mindedly at the magnitude of such a task.
“ Whoa-whoa-whoa-what!? The hell do I know about teachin’ chicks to be dudes?!” he shrieked. “W-What am I supposed to do if like…chicks-start-hitting-on-her?!”
Despite Joe ’s spirited anxiety, Wade remained absolutely calm. “Grab a camera.”
“ The fuck for?!"
"Because that would be so hot!”
Wade could hardly contain himself and burst into laughter along with Joe. Os merely sighed and shook his head.
Meanwhile, a disgusted Chris grabbed an empty plastic cup, the only thing within arm’s reach, and flung it at Wade. Wade raised his arms in defense and it bounced off harmlessly and onto the floor.
“You even throw like a girl,” Wade teased.
“ You guys make it sound like I didn’t have you fooled from the word ‘go’!” Chris stated, trying anything to defend herself from the harassing onslaught.
“ Maybe you did. Maybe you didn’t,” Wade remarked, leaving Chris confused at such a statement. Regardless, Wade propped his legs back up on the couch. “You can hide under your hat all you want, but in the end, we’re just three people. You’ll need to fool thousands .”
But as Wade was ready to put his earpiece ba ck in, Joe interjected with, “But dude!”
“ But ‘what’?!” Wade asked, annoyed.
“ I’ve never had to teach a chick to be a guy before! What the hell am I supposed to do?!”
Despite Joe ’s obvious fear, Wade only smiled at him and then looked directly at Chris. Already, she could feel her skin burn under his death stare.
“ Improvise .”
Finally, Wade stuck in both of his earpieces, focusing completely on his music and on the notepad in front of him. Chris watched as his head bobbed up and down a few times while he jotted down some words, shutting out everything else in the process.
“ What’s he doing?” Chris asked Joe as quietly as she could. After all, she wasn’t completely sold that he couldn’t hear them despite the blaring music that came from his earpiece.
She wrinkled her nose when she saw him shove his free hand into his pocket and jingle something that sounded like a coin.
“ He…is prolonging…our continued…success!" Joe said, pointing at make-believe objects in the air.
Chris raised an eyebrow and lo oked at him confusion.
“Huh?”
“He’s
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