Red Dirt Rocker by French Jody

Author:French, Jody [French, Jody]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Neverland Publishing Comapnay, LLC
Published: 2012-06-30T04:00:00+00:00

It’s two weeks since my band and I performed at the Dallas Cowboys' half-time show, and another exciting opportunity is apparently sailing our way. Frank called in on speakerphone with some incredible news: the boys and I will be heading to the Big Apple on Tuesday to play a showcase at MTV for bigwigs in the music industry! We feel like we’re on a wild, winding head rush of a rollercoaster ride with season tickets to the amusement park.

Jake, Randy and Cody are stoked that we’ll have to miss a couple more days of school. I, on the other hand, really do like school and have mixed feelings about missing my classes. I’m the black sheep of the rock-and-roll flock. In stark contrast to the rocker image, I have a 4.0 average, and usually try to hide the fact that I’m in the National Honor Society for students. I enjoy socializing with my friends and, of course, I love playing high school football.

Now that I’ve got my eye on a cutie in the marching band, I find myself liking school even more. I build my days around seeing Sophie in the halls between classes. Just a glimpse of her friendly face can put me in a good mood for the entire afternoon.

Heather, however, has worn my nerves paper thin. I continue trying to find the right opportunity to break up with her. I’ve been so consumed with the band and the whirlwind we’re in, I just can’t face the drama that I know will ensue. Heather is in groupie girl heaven. She isn’t about to be pushed out of the spotlight, either. She flirts with all the football players…heck, all the wrestlers and the entire baseball team as well, but is agitated if I even say hello to any female, especially Sophie. Heather ignores no opportunity to intentionally belittle her in front of me.

Today is no different. I cringe when I hear Heather’s voice coming from behind us, as Sophie and I stand making small talk about my trip to New York City. Here it comes. I know Sophie’s in for public humiliation.

"Oh, Sweeeeetie," Heather says, so anyone yards away can hear as she sidles up to me coolly. "You must be lost. The band room is that way, dear!" She points and steps between Sophie and me.

Heather gives me a peck on the cheek, leaving a greasy, bubble gum-scented lip gloss imprint on my face that I immediately wipe off with the back of my hand.

"Now, Forrest, be sure to call me the minute you get to New York," Heather orders, "and bring me back a t-shirt, too, sweetie pie," she continues, with a southern bell tone. Her words are coated with the same artificial sweetener that coats her intention.

By the look in Sophie’s eyes I can tell she feels inferior to Heather. She lowers her eyes and walks away. I want to run after her, but Heather grabs my arm.

"In a small size, okay?" she continues, as she bats her long, mascara-coated eyelashes at me.

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