Cramutedthestringswithherpalm,cuttingoffthesustain.TheedherheadandlookedatElianwithcalmeyes.
“Ionlygotthesetliststnight.Istillhavetoreviewathomeanddealwithcramschoolinthem.”Shesaiditwithplete,shamelesslogic.“SoIhaven’tlookedatthechart,andI’tpyyour*DoNothing/Bitchsp.*”
Thedrummerlookedstunned.“Huh?Thenwhatwereyoujust—”
“Butstnight,Ilistehesongmorethaimeswithheadphones.”Crapushedhergssesupagain,herlefthalingdirectlyontothefingerboard.Hertonecarriedthatparticursce-studentcalm—coldfidence.“Iprobablycatchtheroothechression.Nosp.Justbasigerstyle.”
ShelookedatElian,andathinsparkofchallengefshedinhereyes.
“Slowitdown.Startfromtheintro.Let’sseeifourmusiactuallylocktogether.”
Elianwatchedher—calm,arrogant,unshaken—andthesmileathismouthdeepehisundercssmanhadn’tpracticedthesongforevenased,yetshecarriedherselflikeshewasinterviewing*them.*
“Bold.”
Elianturnedandshotthedrummeralook.“Tempodownto100.Intro.LetourundercssmanhearwhatAmerimetalreallysoundslike.”
Asthedrummerclickedhissticksforthet-in,Cra’sgazedarkened.Shedrewih—
andsteppedintothefirstalbaptismofherlife.
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