her bumper sticker, I heard someone ask “Who’s that?” It made me feel a little better.
“If you don’t put out a CD, you should at least put your songs on iTunes. I would listen to them all day,” another girl was saying as the boy with his arm around me poked out his tongue, and gave the camera a rock salute. “Your songs, they really speak to me, you know? I mean the one about that fight you had with your mom, I get it. I totally get it.”
“Really?” I said. She nodded earnestly. “Wow,” I said. “I don’t know what to say. Sucks to be you.”
Thankfully she laughed, taking the joke as I had meant it.
Vanya managed to squeeze into the crowd and she grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the throng.
“Okay, that’s enough now,” she said. She turned to me and said quietly, “Is that enough now?”
“Affirmative.”
“That’s enough everybody. PoppyLongStocking appreciates your support.”
“That was insane,” Mads said.
“Well, I guess we know who’s watching your videos now,” Van grinned.
People started cheering and we looked to the stage, and the band was announced. They walked on stage all casual again, but each member had a Cheshire cat grin on their faces that they were trying to hide.
Ty walked up to the microphone stand and held it loosely. “Thanks everyone for coming out, we appreciate all the support you’ve been giving us this last year, we couldn’t have done any of it without you.” He paused and looked around as everyone cheered some more.
A guy standing near us cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled at the stage. “Kiss Off! Play The Kiss Off!”
My jaw dropped open in surprise and Vanya squeezed my hand.
“Yeah, I’ll get to it, but before we start, I just wanted to tell everyone. So there’s some big news in the Academy,” Ty said, glancing back at his band mates who grinned back. “Since the last time we played, we have officially become members of the Faux Hawk Records family, and we’ve started recording our first record.”
The crowd went mental, jumping up and down, clapping in the air. Ty leaned forward and brushed the hands of girls that held them out to touch him. Whoa. And this was before they got famous.
“Do you think they’re going to use your song?”
I stared at the stage in shock, shaking my head. I had no words.
“And since you all seem to like it so much, our debut single will be…” and Archie clacked his drum sticks together and they played the opening riff of The Kiss Off.
Mads and Vanya turned away from the stage, and looked at me. We grabbed each others hands and made a circle, jumping up and down, screaming.
“So what do you think?” Ty asked at the end of the night, a towel around his shoulders and bottle of water in his hand. His hair was moist and his cheeks pink, skin glistening with sweat.
“It’s amazing,” I said. “I’m so happy for you.”
“I can’t believe it’s real,” he said. “They’ve put us up in an apartment above the studio, it’s unreal. You have to come see it, come hang out with us.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Definitely.”
“Are you cool with us recording The Kiss Off, and officially releasing it?” he said. “Wow, I can’t believe I’m talking about officially releasing a single. It’s crazy right? It’s completely crazy. We really should have talked to you about this first, but the label were adamant that this be our first single.”
“It’s not crazy,” I said. “It’s happening.” I couldn’t very well say no now, could I? And did I even want to? So the guy hadn’t called me immediately, but he had good reasons. And he did call me eventually.
He was releasing my song as an official single on a real rock record and it would be heard by I didn’t know how many people. I could handle that. And besides, had I misunderstood what I was to him? Did it really matter, now? I could be friends with him. Sure I could.
“And I’m psyched for you to release The
“If you don’t put out a CD, you should at least put your songs on iTunes. I would listen to them all day,” another girl was saying as the boy with his arm around me poked out his tongue, and gave the camera a rock salute. “Your songs, they really speak to me, you know? I mean the one about that fight you had with your mom, I get it. I totally get it.”
“Really?” I said. She nodded earnestly. “Wow,” I said. “I don’t know what to say. Sucks to be you.”
Thankfully she laughed, taking the joke as I had meant it.
Vanya managed to squeeze into the crowd and she grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the throng.
“Okay, that’s enough now,” she said. She turned to me and said quietly, “Is that enough now?”
“Affirmative.”
“That’s enough everybody. PoppyLongStocking appreciates your support.”
“That was insane,” Mads said.
“Well, I guess we know who’s watching your videos now,” Van grinned.
People started cheering and we looked to the stage, and the band was announced. They walked on stage all casual again, but each member had a Cheshire cat grin on their faces that they were trying to hide.
Ty walked up to the microphone stand and held it loosely. “Thanks everyone for coming out, we appreciate all the support you’ve been giving us this last year, we couldn’t have done any of it without you.” He paused and looked around as everyone cheered some more.
A guy standing near us cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled at the stage. “Kiss Off! Play The Kiss Off!”
My jaw dropped open in surprise and Vanya squeezed my hand.
“Yeah, I’ll get to it, but before we start, I just wanted to tell everyone. So there’s some big news in the Academy,” Ty said, glancing back at his band mates who grinned back. “Since the last time we played, we have officially become members of the Faux Hawk Records family, and we’ve started recording our first record.”
The crowd went mental, jumping up and down, clapping in the air. Ty leaned forward and brushed the hands of girls that held them out to touch him. Whoa. And this was before they got famous.
“Do you think they’re going to use your song?”
I stared at the stage in shock, shaking my head. I had no words.
“And since you all seem to like it so much, our debut single will be…” and Archie clacked his drum sticks together and they played the opening riff of The Kiss Off.
Mads and Vanya turned away from the stage, and looked at me. We grabbed each others hands and made a circle, jumping up and down, screaming.
“So what do you think?” Ty asked at the end of the night, a towel around his shoulders and bottle of water in his hand. His hair was moist and his cheeks pink, skin glistening with sweat.
“It’s amazing,” I said. “I’m so happy for you.”
“I can’t believe it’s real,” he said. “They’ve put us up in an apartment above the studio, it’s unreal. You have to come see it, come hang out with us.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Definitely.”
“Are you cool with us recording The Kiss Off, and officially releasing it?” he said. “Wow, I can’t believe I’m talking about officially releasing a single. It’s crazy right? It’s completely crazy. We really should have talked to you about this first, but the label were adamant that this be our first single.”
“It’s not crazy,” I said. “It’s happening.” I couldn’t very well say no now, could I? And did I even want to? So the guy hadn’t called me immediately, but he had good reasons. And he did call me eventually.
He was releasing my song as an official single on a real rock record and it would be heard by I didn’t know how many people. I could handle that. And besides, had I misunderstood what I was to him? Did it really matter, now? I could be friends with him. Sure I could.
“And I’m psyched for you to release The
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