Christine Zolendz Mad World 3 Scars

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.They each took a beer from Tucker, which pissed me off at all of them instantly.Ethan quietly sat himself behind his kit, and Brayden was already leaning up against the wall with his bass in his hands.Alex sat on one of the couches with his casts lying across his chest, Conner sat beside him.I grabbed my guitar from its stand and nodded at the guy closest to me.“Okay, let’s get this shit over with.Why don’t you just start playing whatever you’re good at and we’ll jump in? What’s your name, by the way?”“They call me Axe,” he sneered, plugged his guitar into Alex’s amp, and played a heavy thrash rhythm.The guy was good, he had really fast fingers and he flew through riffs.I jumped in with him when he played an old school Metallica song and when it was over, Alex gave me a slight nod with his head as if to say he liked him.Tucker stood up, took a huge gulp of beer and yelled, “That fucking sucked! Next!” Then he threw his empty beer can at the guy.When the guy didn’t move fast enough to his liking, Tucker pegged the rest of the applicants with more cans of beer until I grabbed him around the waist and subdued him.By the time I reached him though, it was too late; the three guys wanting to take Alex’s place were running down the hallway away from the studio.Alex jumped into Tucker’s face, casts flailing around, “What brand of douche are you? If I had my hands out of these casts I would slap you like a little girl.”Tucker tried shrugging himself out of my hold, “You know this is all bullshit anyway.Who knows your shitty ass music better than me?”I palmed his face and mushed him away from me before I got too angry and started really wailing on him.“Grab Alex’s guitar then and see if you can even remember how to hold it.”We all watched in horror as Tucker drunkenly tried to strap Alex’s precious guitar on, banging it into the speakers and amps, stumbling and struggling with it as he tried to stand up straight.“You have got you be kidding me,” Ethan growled when Tucker finally got the guitar strapped to him.Backwards.Then his legs seemed to buckle under him and he dropped heavily to his knees on the floor.Alex’s eyes widened and his jaw flew open.“Get my guitar! Get it away from him! Get it! Geeeeet Ittttttttt!” he yelled.Ethan jumped over his kit, symbols crashing to the floor, ran for Tucker and yanked the guitar right off his neck.Tucker’s response was to laugh and crawl back to his case of beer and snap open another one.I watched all the expressions on my band mate’s faces and my stomach dropped for them.Since the day we met Tucker, he had always been a royal pain in our sides.I didn’t even know why we still put up with his crap.Shaking my head, I glanced at Conner who was talking on the phone with a giant smile plastered over his lips.“Well, that is going to be awesome to watch.Okay, babe,” he was saying into his phone.Sounded like he was talking to Lea, probably about something naughty.Crap, I envied him.An amazing fantasy danced before my eyes of those words falling from my lips as I spoke with Grace.I could think of about ten thousand things it would be awesome to watch Grace do.Ugh.Get a grip, Shane!Nodding to the rest of the guys, I sat down hard on the floor of the studio and laid my guitar across my lap.Alex, Braden and Ethan followed suit and started discussing all the many wonderful ways to kill Tucker.All while Tucker sat crossed legged and giggled.Idiot.About ten minutes later, a soft knock at the door silenced the room.With that huge smile still splitting his face in two, Conner opened the door.“Just in time, two beautiful girls in the studio should help ease some tension, I hope.” Lea walked in and jumped into his arms.But the sight of Grace walking in behind her was what made my breath catch in my throat.I stood up, dusted my pants off, and started to walk over.But, Tucker reached her before I could, stumbling wildly.“Hey, are you here to listen to me play? That’s cool, my first fan.” I shoved him out of the way to see Grace better.As I laid my eyes on her, a cool shiver passed through my body.She paused right after she stepped through the doorway and slid her arms slowly out of her jacket.My body became restless and alive as I drank in the sight of her like a thirsty man.Her hair fell like a straight silky black curtain outlining the savage beauty of her face.Eyes so light gray, they shined and sparkled like diamonds.The red straps of her shirt eased themselves over her shoulders and plunged down to show the curves and swell of her breasts.I swayed back on the heels of my boots when my eyes slowly traveled down to her hands and watched her open a guitar case.Then, I stopped breathing all together.“I’m sorry, Tucker, but I’m not here to listen to you play.I thought I’d take a crack at auditioning; see if I could play as good as Alex,” she said in a breathy voice.Her eyes were fixed on mine, and I could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest.She was having trouble breathing too [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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