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had a little bit of experience with it when she helped Scottie put on his Battle of the Bands during the summer back in Green Falls. Scottie owned the Saloon--the biggest local watering hole--and held the Battle every summer to help promote local artists. It was because of the Battle that Sarah's cousin, Maggie, had met the sexy guitarist from The Believers , and it was the reason she was out on tour with them right then.
"You don't understand. Every year the Fest has a surprise DJ, and if they announced it ahead of time the whole place would be a zoo. No one would be able to get in. By keeping it secret, they make sure only the hardcore fans are there. And even then the place is usually sold out within an hour or two."
The excitement in his voice was palpable, and it was hard for them to not smile along with him.
"Have you been to it before?" Reagan asked.
Tate shook his head. "It's the only thing I care about this semester. We must go."
"We?" Sarah said.
"Yes! I want us all there--it's going to be such a good time."
"Oh, I don't know if that's really my thing," Sarah said.
"Not your thing ? It's everyone's thing--you have to go."
It didn't look like Tate was going to take no for an answer, and Sarah wasn't in the mood to get into an argument with him over something so silly. Besides, maybe he was right. Maybe it would be a good time. The only thing she knew right then was that she needed to talk to Jeremy. She needed to make sure he didn't think she was too much of a freak.
Glancing at the clock, her stomach twisted in surprise.
"Crap, I'm late for class. I'll see you guys later."
Sarah rushed out of the room before either one could respond, but as she made her way down the hall, she heard Tate call after her.
"You're going with us!"
He was determined--she had to give him that.
* * * * *
Sarah was a few minutes late for her class, and had even considered ditching it entirely. There wasn't anything worse than walking into a classroom late, when everyone had nothing better to do than to stare at you while you tried your best to hide. But it hadn't been so bad, and no one had stared too much.
She wasn't able to focus on class, at all. Her thoughts swirled around Jeremy and the mess she'd made. He had said he was going to call her, but she hadn't heard from him yet, and she couldn't wait any longer. She needed to talk to him, to apologize for the way she had acted. Maybe she still had a chance to make everything okay.
Even if there wasn't anything romantic between them, he was the kind of guy she could become good friends with. She just had to figure out some way to make everything right between them, but the clock on the wall seemed to think that it needed to move as slowly as possible. She glanced at it every few minutes, and halfway through class even considered leaving early. It took every last bit of her willpower to convince herself that she was starting to act like a crazy person and she needed to take a few deep breaths and calm herself. That seemed to help...a little.
The moment the bell rang at the top of the hour she was out of her chair and bounding for the door. Her phone was already in her hand and she dialed Jeremy's number as soon as she was outside.
"Hey you," he answered, after three rings. His voice had its usual huskiness to it, and he sounded genuinely excited to hear from her. Or maybe that was just mind playing tricks.
"Hey," she said.
"You're not calling to cancel on our date tomorrow, are you?"
Sarah's stomach twisted into knots. She had almost completely forgotten about their plans for Saturday. What had possessed her to agree to them in the first place?
"Well, I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Uh oh, this doesn't sound good. Should I sit down?"
"No, it's nothing bad. I just...I wanted to apologize for the way I acted last night. I was a complete mess--thank you for taking care of me."
"You weren't a mess," he said, reassuringly. "Besides, what are friends
"You don't understand. Every year the Fest has a surprise DJ, and if they announced it ahead of time the whole place would be a zoo. No one would be able to get in. By keeping it secret, they make sure only the hardcore fans are there. And even then the place is usually sold out within an hour or two."
The excitement in his voice was palpable, and it was hard for them to not smile along with him.
"Have you been to it before?" Reagan asked.
Tate shook his head. "It's the only thing I care about this semester. We must go."
"We?" Sarah said.
"Yes! I want us all there--it's going to be such a good time."
"Oh, I don't know if that's really my thing," Sarah said.
"Not your thing ? It's everyone's thing--you have to go."
It didn't look like Tate was going to take no for an answer, and Sarah wasn't in the mood to get into an argument with him over something so silly. Besides, maybe he was right. Maybe it would be a good time. The only thing she knew right then was that she needed to talk to Jeremy. She needed to make sure he didn't think she was too much of a freak.
Glancing at the clock, her stomach twisted in surprise.
"Crap, I'm late for class. I'll see you guys later."
Sarah rushed out of the room before either one could respond, but as she made her way down the hall, she heard Tate call after her.
"You're going with us!"
He was determined--she had to give him that.
* * * * *
Sarah was a few minutes late for her class, and had even considered ditching it entirely. There wasn't anything worse than walking into a classroom late, when everyone had nothing better to do than to stare at you while you tried your best to hide. But it hadn't been so bad, and no one had stared too much.
She wasn't able to focus on class, at all. Her thoughts swirled around Jeremy and the mess she'd made. He had said he was going to call her, but she hadn't heard from him yet, and she couldn't wait any longer. She needed to talk to him, to apologize for the way she had acted. Maybe she still had a chance to make everything okay.
Even if there wasn't anything romantic between them, he was the kind of guy she could become good friends with. She just had to figure out some way to make everything right between them, but the clock on the wall seemed to think that it needed to move as slowly as possible. She glanced at it every few minutes, and halfway through class even considered leaving early. It took every last bit of her willpower to convince herself that she was starting to act like a crazy person and she needed to take a few deep breaths and calm herself. That seemed to help...a little.
The moment the bell rang at the top of the hour she was out of her chair and bounding for the door. Her phone was already in her hand and she dialed Jeremy's number as soon as she was outside.
"Hey you," he answered, after three rings. His voice had its usual huskiness to it, and he sounded genuinely excited to hear from her. Or maybe that was just mind playing tricks.
"Hey," she said.
"You're not calling to cancel on our date tomorrow, are you?"
Sarah's stomach twisted into knots. She had almost completely forgotten about their plans for Saturday. What had possessed her to agree to them in the first place?
"Well, I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Uh oh, this doesn't sound good. Should I sit down?"
"No, it's nothing bad. I just...I wanted to apologize for the way I acted last night. I was a complete mess--thank you for taking care of me."
"You weren't a mess," he said, reassuringly. "Besides, what are friends
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