know? Obviously we have some work to do.”
I looked up into his brown eyes, feeling shy but unable to resist their pull on mine. He was close to me now, close enough that I could feel his warmth and catch the scent that was uniquely his. “Well. I’m excited for you,” I said. “ That’s really cool that you’ll be playing at prom.”
“Yeah, well, I might as well play since the girl I like is already going with someone else.”
I didn’t know whe re to look because the expression in his eyes was so intense , so I focused on the hollow at the base of his throat. “I bet she wishes she wasn’t,” I said softly.
His chest rose as he took a deep, quick breath. “ Rylie …”
“Hey Colby. We’re ready to start. Get over here,” the guy he’d called Micah demanded.
I saw Colby’s jaw clench as he bit down on his frustration. “Darn . Hey look, Rylie -w ill you hang out till I’m done here so we can talk?”
“I’ll try to, but I rode with Olivia so I don’t know how long she’s staying.”
He glanced over at Olivia. He was obviously torn between needing to go and wanting to settle things with me. “I know , but, if she wants to l eave before I can, will you stay? I’ll take you home.”
“Um, ok. Sure. I’ll wait for you.”
“Great. I’ve got to go,” he said, almost like he was apologizing.
I watched him jog over to where the rest of the band stood waiting. He picked up an electric guitar and settled the strap o ver his shoulder , then glanced towards me one more time before he nodded to Micah to signal he was ready.
Instead of starting them off, Micah grinned a nd said, “So that’s the reason you’ve been so moody lately. Well, I can see why. She’s smokin ’ hot. Good thing for you she’s jail bait though .”
My eyes widened in shock. Micah’s microphone was on so everyone in the place he ard him. Colby looked furious and Olivia’s eyes were as big as mine. She looked back and forth between Colby and I, obviously trying to figure out what was going on. It must have clicked pretty quickly because she shot me a look that clearly said “ I can’t believe you haven’t told me about this, but you’re going to.”
Colby almost growled at Micah. “Look man, cut the crap and let’s get playing.”
“Sure, man.” Micah said. He looked over his shoulder at the rest of the band and said, “Let’s start with Journey Home and lead straight into One Night With You to get things going. Then we’ll get Olivia up here and see what she can do.”
Relieved that everyone’s focus had shifted from me to their music, I looked around for somewhere to sit while I waited. The chairs had all been stacked up along the back wall so the janitor could vacuum. The band had set up on one side of the choir tiers, the drums at the top, a guy with a guitar and another with a bass were on the next step, and Colby and Micah were on the bottom. They’d brought microphones and another guy was going around checking them and messing with the wires that now covered the floor. Most of the lights were off in the room except one row of fluorescent lights in the back and the dim glow from Mr. Grisom’s office.
In the shadows behind the piano, I could see a few chairs that had been left out so I headed over there. Sitting down, I leaned back and put my feet up on another chair . Realizing I needed light to do my homework, I stood and angled the chairs so that when I spread my physics book open over my knees , the light from the office behind me fell over my shoulder so I could see. I got out my notebook , told myself to get to work, and didn’t think about it again.
You see, I couldn’t drag my eyes away from the band . Ok, well, mostly from Colby.
He’d rolled up the sleeves of the red plaid shirt he was wearing unbuttoned over a black t-shirt. I could see the muscles working in his right arm as he played his guitar and the fingers on his left hand moved with confidence through the changing