The Morning After: Starting from Zero Box Set by Dallen Maggie

Author:Dallen, Maggie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-03T16:00:00+00:00

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Elizabeth bit the inside of her cheek so hard it hurt—but at least she wasn’t laughing. She kept her eyes firmly focused on the lead singer, who was currently crooning a Bryan Adams song into the microphone directly in front of them, his eyes half closed in blissful abandon.

“Seriously,” Mark whispered in her ear. “Someone should tell him that his wig is crooked.”

That did it. Elizabeth let out little snort before slapping a hand over her mouth, willing herself to focus on anything other than the lead singer, with his fake eighties mane and overly earnest rendition of “I Do It for You.”

The back of her chair got a kick from Connie. Again. This was the third band and each one was worse than the last. Band auditions would have been an act of torture if Mark hadn’t been there to provide a constant narrative in her ear. Thanks to him egging her on, she was going to get a scolding from her sister at the next break.

Somehow that thought only made the urge to laugh even worse and she hid it behind a cough. Making her excuses that she had to go to the bathroom, she slipped out of her seat and headed past the filming crew, who looked like they were stuck in a nightmare.

She’d reached the back hallway of the auditorium they’d rented for rehearsals and had almost made it to the bathroom when a hand caught her arm.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Mark whirled her around, trapping her between himself and the wall.

She caught one look at the devilish amusement written all over his and lost it, laughing so hard she fell against his chest, where she could hear his low laughter rumbling.

“This is….awful,” she managed to get out.

“My ears are bleeding,” he wheezed.

The sound of the door opening behind them had them both freezing mid-laugh. “We’ve been caught,” Mark whispered. Elizabeth stood on tiptoe and snuck a peek over his shoulder. “Uh oh. It’s the producer.”

The producer was walking their way with a knowing smile. “Needed a little air?” He sounded like he was in on a joke and she shared a quick look with Mark. Did he know they’d come out here to laugh or did he think they’d snuck out for another makeout session? Either way, he was bearing down on them, although at least there were no cameramen in tow.

“It’s hot in there isn’t it?” Mark asked, throwing an arm around Elizabeth and turning to the producer with a guileless grin.

The producer made a noncommittal noise of agreement. When he reached them, he tilted his head as if to study them better. Elizabeth shifted nervously beneath Mark’s arm. This producer seemed to hear and see everything—too much.

“I noticed you two were awfully quiet earlier.” The statement sat there for a second. It wasn’t a question and even if it was, there would be no denying it. Before auditions began, the producer cornered all four of them in front of a camera and asked about musical preferences and what they were looking for in a band.

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