10
Lucky
During each show with Jude,Lucky couldn't believe how much better the band sounded. She loved playing with him and everything worked together. When they were on stage, she felt like Jude could read her mind. Off stage was a differentmatter.
Stepping out of her dressing room, she saw the same scene as the night before. She always heard the tour cities would morph together, and now she understood why. If it wasn't for looking out the window during the ride to the next city, all she would have seen was the hotel andbackstage.
Kat sat on a picnic table once again holding court. She could hear her laughter echoing down the long hall. Backstage was much different than the rest of the theater. While every venue seemed to have some sort of fanciness and opulence, backstage was as bare bones as itcouldget.
Lucky spotted Ross and Mark hanging around Kat again. She hadn't spoken to Kat much since that first night. She was curious about Kat and thought maybe she could help educate Lucky about life on the road, but Jordan was right, Lucky needed to be careful. She was too naive to really protectherself.
"Hey Lucky! Another great show! We're going bar hopping again. You should come along,"Rosssaid.
"I don't know. That's really not my kind ofthing."
"Geez girlie, come on," Kat said. "You've got to learn to enjoy yourself. Come outwithus."
Lucky scanned the area looking for Jude again. Finally she spotted him talking to a woman as she leaned against the wall. She could tell the woman was into him, who wouldn't be? Lucky could hear her giggle as she flipped her light brown hair over her shoulder, then touchedJude'sarm.
Jealousy fueled her. She headed towards them, unsure what she would do or say, but stopped when Ross grabbedherarm.
"Say you'll come out tonight. I came all this way from Phillyforyou."
"Alright. I'll go," she said as she watched Jude slip his arm around the woman's waist and lead her towardstheexit.
"Were you going to talk to Jude?" Ross asked. "I can get himforyou."
"No, it's okay. I'll talk to himtomorrow."
"Did I ever tell you my sister has a friend who knowssomeonewho--"
"Please justshutup."
Thankfully he didn't go on. Lucky didn't know how much more she could take. She wanted to hate Jude for bedding the acquaintances of the world, but she had no reason to. He was only herdrummer.
"I'm so glad you agreed to come along, Lucky. Last night was such a sausage fest. I could've used another girl around,"Katsaid.
Lucky nodded. She really didn't want to go out. Part of her thought that if Jude could spend time with a groupie, then maybe she could too. It made no sense to her at all since he didn't know and probablydidn'tcare.
As she left, she noticed Jordan by the bus. Surprised that Dylan wasn't with her, she decided to checkonher.
"I thought you'd be withDylan."
"He met some old friends. She doesn't look that old to me, what do youthink?"
Lucky turned to follow Jordan's gaze and saw what was bothering her. It looked like the same exact scene she just saw with Jude. She felt her anger riseagain.
"Ihatehim!"
"Who?Dylan?"
"No. Never mind me. I'm losing my mind. Go talk to Dylan. You two have something. Don't let whatever that ishappen."
"I need to remember that sometimes things aren't always what they seem," Jordan said before getting onthebus.
Lucky stomped off towards Dylan. She had so many things she wanted to say to Jude that she couldn't say and believed Jordan felt the same way about Dylan, maybe even more. Tapping him on the shoulder, the girl he was talking to shot her a dirty look as he turnedaround.
"What do you think you're doing? What aboutJordan?"
