On the Run (Vagabonds #1) by Jade C. Jamison

Author:Jade C. Jamison [Jamison, Jade C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B014Q2VXWQ
Publisher: Jade C. Jamison
Published: 2015-08-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

WELL, THE VAGABONDS might have been born that afternoon in Liz’s garage, but we weren’t done growing—not by a long shot. We tried on a couple of other tunes for size, and then Peter showed up late afternoon to fuck everything up.

Peter wasn’t alone when he got to Liz’s house. He had with him…another girl. She was thin and blonde and—well, her name was Barbie. Barbie Bennett. But what girl would intentionally want herself compared with a doll that continued to represent an ideal that women should have long moved past—a blonde bimbo with tits too big, a waist too thin, and an obsessive preoccupation with fashion? Don’t get me wrong—I liked new clothes almost as much as the next girl, but I also didn’t want to be known just for my fucking boobs. I am intelligent and I can play a mean guitar just as well—if not better—than any man. So if my mother had named me something like Barbara, you can be damn well sure I wouldn’t go around letting people call me Barbie. It devalued the girl right off the bat.

But, as I began to get a sense of her, I suspected that was exactly the image she wanted to project—and I then began to wonder if Peter had chosen her for her personality rather than her singing chops.

He never said that, though. Instead, he said, “Hello, whores. Here’s your lead vocalist.”

I didn’t actually tilt my head, but I did question if I’d really heard him correctly. Had he called us whores? I was imagining it, right?

Liz was nothing short of pissed. She approached Peter, and how she remained so calm, I’ll never know. Back then, she was pretty good at maintaining her composure in spite of all the anger she had pent up inside. Goddamn, the girl held it in—no wonder she was a poet. Her voice was soft when she said, “I’m the lead singer, Peter.”

“Not anymore. We need someone with charisma, someone who can charm the audience.”

Now, it was true that Liz hadn’t seemed that lively at the mike, but Jesus. She hadn’t even had a chance to settle in. Barbie, though—she was in our face and loud from the get go. I could kind of see Peter’s point, even though I sided with Liz. It was uncool of him to do that and especially not to give us any kind of warning.

“And I’ve got your name too.” His voice got loud and lilty. “I now dub thee the Vagabonds.”

Vicki couldn’t keep her lips zipped. “The Vagabonds? What the fuck kind of name is that?”

His face remained unchanged—it was always neutral. I didn’t know how he did that. His face was like ice, his voice calm, and yet I could feel the power in his words, the threat. “It’s the name that’s going to make you a worldwide rock star. Are you okay with that?”

I saw Vicki swallow before she nodded her head. What she said next completely knocked me out of my boots.

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