My Rock #2 (The Rock Star Romance Series - Book #2) by Alycia Taylor Page A

money there was
about fifty grand left. My parents both partied like wild ass teenagers and by
the time I relieved them of the paltry sum they’d saved for my future, Mommy
was a crack-head and Daddy had gotten a taste for brown sugar in a syringe. Big
fucking waste of oxygen, both of them.  
      I took
another hit off the blunt and wrote a few more notes. My mind wouldn’t be
still. I crushed out the blunt and picked up the bong. I needed to lay off the
powder for now and calm my thoughts down so I could write.

 
    CHAPTER
TWO  
    ELLY
      The first thing I did
when I got to work on Monday morning was look at the schedule and breathe a
sigh of relief. Tristan wasn’t due up again until Thursday. After that the show
would go live and if he made the first cuts he’d be in the studio twice a week.
I would need to make sure and stay far away from him. I was lucky that Molly
was the one who’d seen him kiss me. I had a few days before he came back in at
least to either do damage control with Molly, or she had a few days to forget
about seeing that kiss. Either way it needed to be forgotten and it needed to
not happen again. Molly and I had started becoming pretty good friends. Good
enough that I hoped and even prayed a little that she hadn’t gone to Clint with
what she’d witnessed already. I had obsessed about it all weekend.
    “Hi Elly,” It was Molly. I guess this was the moment
of truth.
    “Hey Molly, how was your weekend?”
    “It was good. My boyfriend and I took his nephew to
Disneyland. It was fun, but the kid wore me out.”
    I smiled, sometimes when I heard Molly or some of my
other friends talking about the things they did with their boyfriends…just
normal, everyday things, I felt a little envious. I imagined what it would be
like to have a relationship like that, one that was about normal everyday life
and not where the next party was at…or the sex….
    “Hey Elly, can we talk for a minute before we get
started?” Molly was looking around to make sure no one else in the room was
listening. Everyone was bustling to get things set up. It was what Molly and I
should be doing, and I’d rather be doing…but I guess I’d better get this over
with before I let it gnaw an ulcer through the lining of my stomach.
    “Sure Molly, what’s up?”
    I almost laughed as she looked around again and then
took me by the arm and led me over into the corner. Her suspicious demeanor was
likely to draw attention by itself.
    When we got as far away from everyone else as we
could she said, “I’m not usually nosy. Some things are just not my business and
I’m okay with that. But I like you, Elly and I know how important this
internship is for you. I love working with you too. You pull your weight and
you make it fun. With all that being said, I have to ask what’s up with you and
that Rogers guy?”
    I took a deep breath and for a second, I thought
about lying. I couldn’t do that though. She’d come to me with her genuine
concern and she’d been honest and direct, I owed her at least that much.
    “Do you remember the band Uptown Boyz ?”
    “Yeah sure,” Molly said. “I danced my first dance to
one of their songs.”
    I smiled because I had too. “That guy, Tristan
Rogers was part of the band. As far as I was concerned at twelve years old, he
was the band. At fifteen I still had the crush, but it had waned a bit. After a
while the crush faded and I was over it. But then I saw him performing at a bar
not too long ago. It was before we had started production and before I had any
clue he would be a contestant. We kind of…hooked up that night.”
      “That’s why
he looked so familiar! I knew I’d seen him somewhere but I just couldn’t place
him. It’s been…what…six or seven years since they quit putting out albums.” She
looked like she was thinking about that then suddenly she grinned broadly and
said, “You got hot and nasty with an Uptown Boy! Go girl!”
    “ Shh !” I told her with