Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 82271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82271 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Meet your idol.
Date them.
Get on TV.
More like, give us all the drama so we can promote the album in the sickest way possible—legally.
Lucas clears his throat and whispers under his breath. “Remember, we’re all on mics.”
Leave it to the one younger than me to remind me to be a professional. “Right.”
He leans in while the crew mic’s up the other guys and whispers. “His eyes had tears in them.”
I can’t believe he just told me that and I can’t believe that he knows so much. How much does Sookie even talk and how has Lucas not said anything yet to my brother?
Because if Rae knew, he’d be on my ass immediately.
“Just saying.” Lucas turns on his mic so I can’t respond back and I know he does it on purpose. He’s angry for his friend, for his band mate but he doesn’t get it, he’s too young to understand the ramifications. Even in a perfect world, this wouldn’t work.
I did the right thing.
I repeat this to myself over and over again until I see Sookie walk out and glance over at m. His energy takes up the whole space. He’s all that I see. All that matters to me. But he doesn’t look too thrilled to see me. No, he looks downright hostile. He shakes his head and looks down at his shoes.
Completely ignoring me.
I hate the sick feeling I get.
I try to push all the emotions away and instead concentrate on business. But of course, his business is the one that matters the most. I notice how his shirt is pulled up and I’m shocked. They’re actually allowing him to have his full sleeve exposed on camera. Strange, normally they make him cover up some of them so people don’t speculate if he’s dating even though he can’t. Or think of him as older.
The other guys are showing off their tattoos too and most of them look like they’re ready to go have a party not film a television show.
SWT look like bad boys.
Hot, bad boys.
The other group walks in and I almost laugh.
Somebody missed the memo or maybe this is on purpose?
They’re literally dressed in matching school uniforms, khaki pants, blue shirts, black and blue ties—who the hell dressed them? They look virginal and pure and to me definitely not as appealing as SWT.
I look around at the crew in surprise. Wass this approved by wardrobe? Did someone actually choose this? But then, I start to study them some more. Both groups. It looks like the good guys versus the bad guys? TestME look ready to go enroll in University. The leader Suho even has black-rimmed glasses on and I know for a fact he doesn’t need them.
Rae stands on the other side of me looking like he’s going to ride a Harley and get in some serious trouble tonight. The polar opposite of Suho.
Huh.
I glance over at the girls who are taking selfies before handing over their phones for confiscation during the first six-hour filming schedule.
“This blows.” Rae mutters in annoyance.
I elbow him. “You’re on a mic and the minute we start filming we’re allowed to use anything you say for you or against you.”
“Put on your lawyer pants today, did you?” He lets out a heavy sigh.
I shove him a bit again and say under my breath. “Nice earring, it’s longer than mine.”
And it really is, it dangles at least a half inch from his ear and is in the shape of a cross.
“Nice jacket, you going to a job interview?” He retorts back.
I almost stick out my tongue.
He grins.
“All right,” The director, Simon, walks out in front of everyone. “Welcome everyone. We are so excited to be here and get this show going. I know this might be awkward at first, but I promise you’ll get used to the cameras. After a day or two you won’t even know they’re there.”
“Yeah right,” Rae mutters under his breath. “You never get used to being invaded.”
Director Simon keeps talking. “So here’s how it’s going to go, we’re going to introduce all of the fans and give a bit of backstory—pre-taped packages we’ve already filmed and edited. Once that’s finished, we’ll have you go outside where you’ll be able to get to know each other better. The fans will get to vote on their first choice—the idol you’ve been wanting to date.”
I can see how excited the fans are by this idea. They can barely contain themselves.
“Please remember, we’re here in a respectful way. Violence and vulgar language won’t be tolerated and you will be asked to leave if the rules are broken. Now, let’s film a good show!”
Everyone claps in excitement.
I notice that Sookie keeps his hands at his sides and stares straight ahead like he’s seen a ghost or like he’s about to be taken to his execution. I’m sure it doesn’t help that I’m here to witness this farce as well, and I’m sure he has strong feelings for me that aren’t the pleasant kind. The cameras start rolling, and the first girl steps forward.