"Yes, I'm aware they aren't old enough to drink. We aren't looking for a place to get hosed, we are looking for a place to play music." The man on the other end of the line continues to argue with me. "Sir. Sir. SIR! Thank you. Let me lay it out for you- you need live entertainment, I've got the entertainment. All you need to do is give them a chance. Just let them come down and audition for the slot and then you can decide if you want them or not." I wait for him to consider my offer. "Really? Thank you so much! Friday at six? Can do. Thank you again."

I put the phone down on my desk and do a little happy dance. I've been the guys' manager for about two weeks now and things have been going good. I sit in on practice with them and we usually all have dinner together at one of our houses. And, I may have just booked their first gig. I talked to my uncle about the band and he put me through to the owner, who I just convinced to let them audition for the open slot. I looked up at the clock and saw it was three-thirty-almost time for practice, perfect time to tell them. I grab my bag and jacket and head downstairs.

"Practice?" My mom calls from the kitchen.

"Yeah!" I yell back almost to the door.

"Hang on." I look and see my mom standing in the doorway. She was taller than me, 5'9 to my 5'4, we had the same light brown hair and curvy body style (I was still chubbish though). The only difference being she has pale blue as to my weird green colored ones. But, people still say I look just like her.

"What's up?" I asked.

"I'm just happy you found friends to hang out with, after the issue with Blythe, I wasn't sure if you were okay."

I clenched my jaw. "Can we not talk about her right now? I just want to go hang with the guys." S
he walks over and pulls me into a hug. "Have fun." She whispered into the top of my head. I pull away from her and promised I would. I yanked open the door and head out on the mile trek to Jack's house.

Jack greets me at the door this time. "SALEM!" He shrieked as he opened the front door. I swear, you would think the kid hasn't seen me in forever.

"JACK!" I yelled back at him. I followed him into the basement. Alex was messing around with the drum kit while Rian glared at him. Zack was over on the couch playing some kind of video game. I stood over by the couch and clapped my hands to together. "Gather round children! I have an announcement!" They rolled their eyes at me and stayed where they were.

"Fine, guess you don't want to hear about a possible first gig." I said, and sat on the arm of the couch.

"Wait, what?" Zack looked up at me. "First gig?"

"Well, you guys have an audition on Friday at Angel's Rock Bar! If you do well, one guys with be the act for Saturday night!" I practically shrieked out.

"Seriously?" Rian asked.

"Oh my god, yes!"

"That's awesome! What are we going to play?" Jack said.

"Well, you guys come up with a set list. Do some covers, but throw a few originals in there too." I suggested. I pulled my notebook out of my bag and grabbed a pen off the coffee table. The guys gathered around and we made a list of songs they wanted to do.

"So this is really happening?" Jack whispered, as we finished.

"Yeah, it is." I said with a smile.

"Let's go celebrate." Zack said.

"But, we haven't even auditioned yet. What are we celebrating?" Rian asked. Zack got and walked towards the stairs.

"The fact that someone is actually giving us a chance." He said as he climbed up them.

I looked at the guys and shrugged. "Come on, it might be fun." We raced upstairs after Zack.

"So who's car are we taking?" I asked.

"Oh, we aren't taking a car. We've got something even cooler." Jack said, grabbing a pair of keys off the hallway table.