Katie Cox Goes Viral by Marianne Levy

Author:Marianne Levy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2016-11-14T05:00:00+00:00

And then Adrian and I were back out in the street, both of us with hot, red cheeks, panting like we’d run a race.

“Is this really happening?” I said. “I’m recording a single next weekend. In a studio. A real recording studio. I cannot believe this is happening to me!”

Adrian smiled and shook his head.

I couldn’t seem to stop talking. “I can’t believe… We were just playing in my bedroom…goofing around…and now…”

“I know!”

I was spinning, whirling about, bouncing off the cobblestones like my feet were springs.

The sun’s rays had gone golden and slanty, and Covent Garden was full of amazing-looking people jamming the sidewalks outside every pub or hurtling toward the subway, and some guy with dreads was playing the saxophone, and I just didn’t want to go home. Not yet.

“I was thinking we could go walk for a while?” I said. “Since we’re here.”

“Fair enough,” said Adrian.

Maybe he had a little of that sunshine inside of him too.

It would explain why he let me go into H&M, which had way better stuff than the one in Harltree. I had real trouble deciding between a turquoise belt and a bracelet, and when I eventually came back from the register with the bracelet—which was the wrong decision and something I still regret—I found him all worked up.

“There’s a place just round the corner that sells Fenders. Have we got time?”

Then we were in this guitar shop, and when he heard my news, the guy behind the counter didn’t mind that we clearly weren’t going to buy anything and let me play “Just Me” on this Ovation in the most gorgeous deep orangey red.

It somehow sounded orangey red too, or maybe that was just the feeling I had inside of me already, leaking out through my fingertips into the strings.

After that, Adrian played a vintage Schecter and then a Coronado semi-hollow. And then my stomach rumbled so loudly you could hear it even over the 1965 Gibson acoustic.

“Do you want to get a sandwich?” he said. “Or a pizza? Let’s get a pizza!” He checked his wallet. “Or maybe a sandwich.”

There was a Pret a Manger in Covent Garden, and we sat up on those high silver stools while the world flowed around us. I was like an island, surrounded by a churning sea of people. An island eating a falafel wrap followed by a chocolate brownie. Followed by another chocolate brownie, because we were celebrating after all.

“You want this?” said Adrian, seeing me eyeing his muffin.

“Are you offering?”

“No! But go on.”

We munched away in this happy silence for a while as the couple next to us had a humungous fight in what I think was Japanese.

“Maybe I’ll go to Japan,” I said. “Can you get wraps there?”

The man next to us stopped arguing and turned and looked at me. “Of course we have wraps in Japan,” he said. “Aren’t you that girl from video? ‘Just Me’?”

“Yes!” I said. “I am!”

“I love that,” he said. “It stay in my head. I got

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