Cherry Beats by Vicki James

Author:Vicki James [James, Vicki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vicki James
Published: 2019-09-15T16:00:00+00:00

“This is Benny Dean from River FM and, listeners, you will never believe it, but the rumours are, indeed, true. The members of Youth Gone Wild are sitting in front of me, and I can confirm that eighty percent of this band are as good looking as the media has us believing. Sorry, Coops.”

The band members laughed quietly, each of them sitting around the circular radio station table with their headphones in place and microphones in front of them.

I was in the next room, standing behind a glass window, watching on in absolute awe and wonder. Julia was by my side, her thumb in between her teeth as she studied every move they made and word they spoke.

Rhett was obviously the leading member on all fronts of the band. He was the performer—the guy who loved the sound of his own voice and every single minute of his time in the spotlight. He was a good-looking guy, and if Presley hadn’t been sitting to the right of him, all eyes would have been on Rhett without a shadow of a doubt. Unfortunately for Rhett, Presley shone without even trying. His blonde hair hung over his face as he rested his arms on his knees and leaned forward, letting the other guys do most of the talking. However, Benny Dean, the presenter, clearly wanted some of Presley’s time. Even when a question had been answered by Rhett, Big D, Hawk or Coops, Benny would always add in a line similar to, “And you, Presley? What are your thoughts on performing at this year’s charity concert, TriFest?”

Presley would look up at his bandmates and simply shrug. “Yeah, man. What the other guys said. I’m down for anything as long as I get to play the music.”

I hadn’t realised I was smiling so much until Julia nudged me gently with her elbow.

“Grin any bigger and you’ll crack your foundation.”

“I’m not wearing any,” I replied quietly, keeping my eyes on my man. My man. Apparently, I was claiming him now. “Didn’t exactly have time to get pretty when you gave us the five-minute warning.”

“Sorry about that, but if I don’t threaten Presley, he tends not to listen.”

I turned my head to look at her, not saying a word in response.

She pursed her lips and looked around the group of men on the other side of the glass. “He’s the one who has the ability to make or break this band. You know that, right?”

“I thought they were pretty much made already.”

“After three years?” She turned to me; her brow raised. “Come on, Tessa. Everyone knows three years at the top doesn’t make any band legendary. Presley wants his music to matter in fifty years, not just today. They need at least five years to make their name stick. Ten to be great at what they do. Twenty years to be classed as legends. They’re still starting out, even if they have had major success in that time. It’s all fleeting. It could all disappear tomorrow.

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