Ukuleles & Scrums (Mitch & Cian Book 4) by Stone Helena

Author:Stone, Helena [Stone, Helena]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-10-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“So, all we need is for Mitch to agree, and we’ve got ourselves our first gig.”

Ro’s voice welcomed Mitch as he closed the door to their practice space behind him.

“Agree to what?” Mitch asked, ignoring the second part of Ro’s statement for a moment.

“We’ve been invited to perform during a Halloween party.” Ro grinned at him. “They’ll be paying us too. Two hundred Euro for ninety minutes of tunes.”

“We don’t know ninety minutes worth of tunes,” Mitch retorted, still unable to make himself focus on the gig part of their conversation.

“Not as a group, no.” Patrick jumped into the conversation. “But if you add on all the songs some of us, or only one of us know, we’d easily fill that much time.”

Mitch thought about that for a moment. In the four weeks since he’d started playing with the group, he’d also started watching tutorials on the Internet and had mastered a few songs. If that was true for him….

“Go on, Mitch. It will be fun,” Ro said.

Mitch mind spun. Part of him was excited by the idea and wanted to jump on it. Another, much louder part of him was terrified at the prospect of performing in front of an audience. For crying out loud, he’d only bought his ukulele last weekend.

“All of you want to do this?” Mitch wasn’t sure what response he hoped to get. If one of the others had any reservations, Mitch was out. It was too soon…he needed more practice. If, on the other hand, they all agreed….

He acknowledged the four beaming faces with a small nod. “Okay. I’m in.” I must be mad. He opened his bag and extracted his brand-new, rainbow-striped ukulele. “If we want to look as if we know what we’re doing, we’d better practice.” He strummed the first chords to “Over the Rainbow,” smiling broadly when the others joined in and Cora started singing.

Ready or not, he loved making music with these guys. They were a mismatched group of individuals who all found pleasure in the same activity and, more importantly as far as Mitch was concerned, didn’t judge. Nobody cared what the others looked like, how they loved, or who they were attracted to. He’d mentioned Cian the second time they played together, and nobody had so much as batted an eyelid. They hadn’t asked questions, weren’t curious, and basically didn’t appear to care one way or another.

Mitch glanced at his—yes, they were friends, as Patrick kicked off “Wonderwall.” He’d gotten to know them, about them, over the past few weeks. But none of what he’d learned had changed his opinion about them or made him see them differently. He didn’t care Cora had a girlfriend or that Ro refused to be labeled. He hadn’t realized Patrick was transgender until he’d said as much, although Mitch guessed it went some way toward explaining why he didn’t want to be called Pat. And then there was Harry.

“I’m the boring one,” Harry had said the day they somehow ended up talking about themselves while taking a break from playing.

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