The Edge of Great by Micol Ostow

Author:Micol Ostow [Ostow, Micol]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2021-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

We were still rehearsing for the dance when Alex finally poofed back. He said he’d been out on one of his pacing walks, and the guys seemed to take that at face value. I didn’t know Alex well enough yet to be able to judge, but I did vow to try to keep a closer eye on him, to make sure he was okay. We filled him in quickly, then it was time to put together our set list.

“Remind me later to show you some Sunset Curve songs we want to do with you,” Luke said.

“Ooh, show me now,” I said, wagging an eyebrow.

Luke picked up his notebook and flipped to a dog-eared page. “This one’s got a great riff.” He picked up his guitar to show me.

Oh, a classic. “So you want to sample?” I asked.

“What do you mean? What’s sample?” Luke asked, confused.

“Sample someone else’s song,” I explained. “Me and my mom used to sing that at the top of our lungs in the car. It’s a classic Trevor Wilson song.”

Now Luke looked totally lost. “No, it’s a classic our song.”

“Pure Sunset Curve,” Reggie agreed. “I’ve never heard of Trevor Wilson.”

“Maybe you’re mixing it up with another song?” Alex suggested.

“I don’t mix up songs,” I insisted. “Trust me, I used to be best friends with his daughter and hang out at their house all the time. I know the song. Here—I’ll prove it.” I pulled out my laptop, searching Google while I talked. A few taps on the keyboard and there it was. I turned the screen around to show them.

“Trevor Wilson. His first album had a ton of hits. But his later stuff was never as good.”

Luke’s eyes flew open. “That’s Bobby!”

“Seriously? I just told you his name is Trevor.” The guys were being so insistent; it was weird.

“Well, he must have changed it because that’s definitely Bobby,” Alex put in. “He was our rhythm guitarist.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Trevor Wilson was in your band?” It was just hard to put it together—that major star and these … well, ghosts, living in my mother’s music studio.

Reggie looked horrified at the image on the screen. “I can’t get over how old he looks!”

Alex made a face. “Yeah … he looks like a substitute teacher.”

Luke looked at me, suspicious. “What were his other hits?”

I thought about it. “ ‘Get Lost.’”

“Yeah,” Luke said, taking his guitar off. “I wrote that.”

“ ‘Long Weekend’?” I tried.

“Luke wrote that, too!” Reggie said.

“ ‘Crooked Teeth’?” I almost didn’t want to ask.

“And that!” Alex confirmed. “It was about Reggie.”

“I thought it was about you!” Reggie protested. “I don’t like that song anymore.”

“Wait,” I said, pressing my hands to my temples. “This is freaking me out. Trevor’s songs are kind of a big deal to me. He introduced me to rock.” If Trevor’s biggest hits were actually taken from his time with Sunset Curve … what did that mean?

Alex stated the obvious. “No, he didn’t. Luke introduced you to rock.”

I glanced at Luke. “All this time, I was hoping you guys were connecting me to my mom.

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