us.”
RJ guffawed and bumped his shoulder into Cole’s. “I love this guy!”
Cole rolled his eyes as Lila’s gaze landed on him. A smirk of his own curled his lips as he shrugged at her as if to say “what are you going to do?”
“ I’m glad you boys think this is funny,” she said, her smoky eyes narrowed. Her lips were painted a deep red, making them appear luscious and plump. “But this article will be read by fans and potential fans all over the world. You’d better start taking it a little more seriously.”
RJ, inspired by Parker’s actions, hopped off the table and approached Lila with a solemn expression on his face. He took her hand and kissed it. “You are absolutely right, oh Wise One. We’ll take this with as much seriousness as us boys can manage!”
She snatched her hand out of his grasp and stalked to the door. She twisted and glared over her shoulder. “You’re lucky you’re so talented because your attitudes suck.”
She yanked the door open and disappeared, her high heels clacking on the ceramic tiles of the corridor. RJ waited exactly ten seconds before bursting in a fit of laughter that bent him at the waist and brought tears to his eyes. He tossed an arm around Parker and squeezed his neck.
“ Oh, that girl,” RJ said, wiping his face. “She’ll be a damn good tour manager if she can make it through the rest of our tour.”
Cole smiled as he turned his eyes toward the door. He agreed with RJ but unfortunately, he had to agree with Lila, too. He raked his fingers through his hair just as Doug appeared with the Rock News Weekly reporter and photographer.
Cole slid off the table and punched RJ’s arm. “Come on, man, let’s do this. Let’s do this right.”
RJ’s laughter stopped as he flashed Cole a grin. “Sure, bro. Not a problem.”
Cole’s heart picked up an extra beat as the photographer descended upon them and the reporter introduced himself. He’d do it right and make his father proud. And Ally – he’d make her proud, too.
Chapter Eight
Ally went through the motions of unpacking her skirts and blouses and hanging them carefully in the tiny closet she’d obviously have to share with her roommate. Once that task was finished, she set about putting her under things, pajamas, and other items in the bureau drawers. She’d managed to restrain packing her entire wardrobe – not an easy feat for her - and finished unpacking her clothes in just twenty minutes.
Just as she was unwrapping her photo frames, her new roommate rushed through the door, dropping her bags at her feet. She was a tall, thin girl with sandy brown hair cut in layers that reached her shoulders. She had warm brown eyes and a shy smile. Ally liked her immediately.
“ Hi! I’m Shannon Lofgren and you must be my new roommate,” she said in one drawn out breath. “Well, of course you are or else you’re trespassing.”
“ Relax,” Ally said with a laugh. “I’m Ally Jones. It’s nice to meet you.”
Shannon shook Ally’s hand then gazed around the room in wonder. “It’s not as bad as I feared.”
“ No,” Ally concurred. “Um, is that all you have?”
Shannon released a nervous laugh. “No, my dad and brother are bringing up the rest.” She smiled. “Sorry, I ramble a lot when I’m nervous and I’m very nervous right now. You see, I’m usually painfully shy but I decided to just come in here and introduce myself and get started on the right foot.”
Ally smiled warmly and touched Shannon’s arm. “You’re doing fine, don’t worry. I’m sure it won’t take long for us to get to know each other and become friends.”
Shannon’s giggle was shaky. “Good. I’m so glad you’re nice. I was afraid I’d have some snobby roommate or some ice queen type.”
A tall man with hair much like Shannon’s burst into the room, laden with boxes. Ally rushed forward and, standing on her toes, grabbed the one on top. Shannon hurried over to help.
“ Thanks,
RJ guffawed and bumped his shoulder into Cole’s. “I love this guy!”
Cole rolled his eyes as Lila’s gaze landed on him. A smirk of his own curled his lips as he shrugged at her as if to say “what are you going to do?”
“ I’m glad you boys think this is funny,” she said, her smoky eyes narrowed. Her lips were painted a deep red, making them appear luscious and plump. “But this article will be read by fans and potential fans all over the world. You’d better start taking it a little more seriously.”
RJ, inspired by Parker’s actions, hopped off the table and approached Lila with a solemn expression on his face. He took her hand and kissed it. “You are absolutely right, oh Wise One. We’ll take this with as much seriousness as us boys can manage!”
She snatched her hand out of his grasp and stalked to the door. She twisted and glared over her shoulder. “You’re lucky you’re so talented because your attitudes suck.”
She yanked the door open and disappeared, her high heels clacking on the ceramic tiles of the corridor. RJ waited exactly ten seconds before bursting in a fit of laughter that bent him at the waist and brought tears to his eyes. He tossed an arm around Parker and squeezed his neck.
“ Oh, that girl,” RJ said, wiping his face. “She’ll be a damn good tour manager if she can make it through the rest of our tour.”
Cole smiled as he turned his eyes toward the door. He agreed with RJ but unfortunately, he had to agree with Lila, too. He raked his fingers through his hair just as Doug appeared with the Rock News Weekly reporter and photographer.
Cole slid off the table and punched RJ’s arm. “Come on, man, let’s do this. Let’s do this right.”
RJ’s laughter stopped as he flashed Cole a grin. “Sure, bro. Not a problem.”
Cole’s heart picked up an extra beat as the photographer descended upon them and the reporter introduced himself. He’d do it right and make his father proud. And Ally – he’d make her proud, too.
Chapter Eight
Ally went through the motions of unpacking her skirts and blouses and hanging them carefully in the tiny closet she’d obviously have to share with her roommate. Once that task was finished, she set about putting her under things, pajamas, and other items in the bureau drawers. She’d managed to restrain packing her entire wardrobe – not an easy feat for her - and finished unpacking her clothes in just twenty minutes.
Just as she was unwrapping her photo frames, her new roommate rushed through the door, dropping her bags at her feet. She was a tall, thin girl with sandy brown hair cut in layers that reached her shoulders. She had warm brown eyes and a shy smile. Ally liked her immediately.
“ Hi! I’m Shannon Lofgren and you must be my new roommate,” she said in one drawn out breath. “Well, of course you are or else you’re trespassing.”
“ Relax,” Ally said with a laugh. “I’m Ally Jones. It’s nice to meet you.”
Shannon shook Ally’s hand then gazed around the room in wonder. “It’s not as bad as I feared.”
“ No,” Ally concurred. “Um, is that all you have?”
Shannon released a nervous laugh. “No, my dad and brother are bringing up the rest.” She smiled. “Sorry, I ramble a lot when I’m nervous and I’m very nervous right now. You see, I’m usually painfully shy but I decided to just come in here and introduce myself and get started on the right foot.”
Ally smiled warmly and touched Shannon’s arm. “You’re doing fine, don’t worry. I’m sure it won’t take long for us to get to know each other and become friends.”
Shannon’s giggle was shaky. “Good. I’m so glad you’re nice. I was afraid I’d have some snobby roommate or some ice queen type.”
A tall man with hair much like Shannon’s burst into the room, laden with boxes. Ally rushed forward and, standing on her toes, grabbed the one on top. Shannon hurried over to help.
“ Thanks,
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