Bobby Sky by Joe Shine

Author:Joe Shine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: YA Fiction
Publisher: Soho Press
Published: 2018-03-14T21:02:36+00:00

Chapter 17

Touch One Hair on His Head

I don’t sleep much since I don’t really need it, but the little bit I got that night was garbage. It was some of the worst sleep I’d had in a long time. My mind ran wild with visions of Akiko as a cowboy giving me her disappointed face as she shot me.

Even though we didn’t have a show, it didn’t mean we had the day off. Every city meant the same daily routine, our regular round of local PR. “Surprise” hosts at a radio station, guest stars on a local TV channel, some type of local honor. It was all pretty repetitive. The day flew by and before I knew it, I was with the boys in a limo, heading to the awards show. Akiko was with us and was going as Ryo’s guest. She still hated me and didn’t make any effort to hide it, so the ride was wonderfully awkward. She looked really nice, though. I mean, she was pretty darn hot in her scruffy hacker clothes, but all fancied up like this? Wow. Just wow.

It took forever to get down the red carpet. I know what you’re thinking: Poor guy has to suffer through people wanting to take his picture. Life must be so hard. But you have to remember I have to make sure no crazy hops the fence and tries to stab Ryo, so it’s doubly exhausting for me. Once we got inside, it was more fun and much less stressful. There was a lot of legit security and no press, so everyone could relax.

No one needs an excuse to come to Europe, so even though it was a kids’ awards show, everywhere I looked there were A-list movie stars and musicians hanging out and joking. Ryo was my regular wingman, but tonight he had Akiko, so I was on my own. I had nothing in common with these people and hate schmoozing, so I figured I’d head backstage and snoop around. Like anyone would stop me. Plan in place, I turned to leave. As I turned, a shoulder bumped into me. It was hard and done on purpose.

Tug Mansfield.

Tug was “me” in our archnemesis, Universal. The feud between our bands was totally fake, of course . . . or it should have been. But it wasn’t to Universal and especially not to Tug. He seemed to be especially into it. I think the label had forced them to say that they hated us so much that now they believed that they hated us. Weird how that happens. They never shied away from trying to pour fuel on the imaginary fire. Apparently this now included shoulder bumps at awards ceremonies. Have you no class, sir?

“’Sup,” Tug said to me, trying to sound tough. He had on a dark blue suit that was strategically dirty and ripped, a pink V-neck, and a black checkered scarf. A scarf?! I can’t even . . .

“Yeah, okay,” I replied, sounding as uninterested in this as I could and trying to walk around him.

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