because of how she heard about Kallie’s reputation with guys. Now she was nervous about meeting her?
“Bryn…you have nothing to worry about. She’s just very sure of herself. She knows she is good at what she does and that’s singing her ass off better than a lot of other people can. You’ll be fine,” I reassured her, hoping I was right about everything I just said.
We got to the Agora Ballroom in time to start dragging in equipment. It was going to be a nice change for a night since the Agora was a smaller venue to play in. Hal parked our bus over by another one covered in all black, silver angel wings painted on the side.
Angels from Hell’s tour bus.
“Hay boys, good to see all of you.” Louis, the lead guitarist from the band shouted to us as he walked off their bus smoking a cigarette. Shaking all of our hands, he smiled. “It’s been way too long. Can’t wait to see your show.”
“Thanks, man,” I replied. “It’s going to be a fun night.” I turned my attention over to Bryn. “This is Bryn Schaefler, my girlfriend and our lead guitarist.”
“Louis Smart. Nice to finally meet you.” Louis flashed a smile, reaching for Bryn’s hand. She looked over from me to Louis and shook his hand. “You are stunning.”
“Thank you. Good to meet you too,” she responded, stepping back to look around the parking lot
We were making small talk with Louis and Adam (the bassist for the band) when out came Kallie with her signature oversized sunglasses. In the middle of winter. She was pretty, I’ll admit it. Her fiery red hair cut short in the back and longer in the front accented her face, and she wore little make up. But that usually changed before show time.
“Short stuff! Good to see you after how long?” Vince teased Kallie as she took off her shades and placed them on top of her head.
She scowled at Vince and said, “Shut the hell up. You know I don’t like being called short stuff. If there weren’t people around, I’d say much worse to you.”
Tyler put his hands up and backed away. “Wow, sounds like someone hasn’t had a drink today, or you just slept like shit.”
“Okay, enough. Seriously,” she said. “I had like, two hours of sleep because of these idiots bringing girls onto the bus at three in the morning.” Kallie groaned. She finally noticed Bryn and started to eye her from head to toe. “I’ve heard about her. Bryn isn’t it?”
I could hear Bryn’s teeth chattering beside me, but I couldn’t tell if it was from nerves or the cold. I watched her stand a little straighter and brush snow off her loose fitting jeans as she inched closer to Kallie. Bryn had a good six inches on Kallie, but Kallie had a way of intimidation like I’d never seen before. She used her short height to her advantage.
“Yup. Bryn Schaefler, I…uh…I really love your voice,” she muttered, suddenly seeming embarrassed.
Kallie tipped her head back and laughed. “You are too cute. Seriously.” She walked up to Bryn and hugged her. “I like the new album by the way. Your voice is so different. I can’t put my finger on it, but take that as a compliment because usually I’m a bitch.”
Bryn let out a nervous chuckle. I wanted to tell Bryn that it was the truth, and she had to watch her back. Kallie could be sweet and nice, but most of the time it was just to your face. Behind your back, she showed her true colors.
“We better get inside before we get frostbitten,” Tyler joked. “Are Flynn and Krystal already in there?” He was referring to the drummer and rhythm guitarist in Kallie’s band.
“You know it. They’re already up at the bar getting loosened up. They’ll be totally wasted before our set,” Louis teased the two other members, patting me on the back. “Remind me to buy you a drink later, Pelton.”
I chuckled and said, “Alright man, sounds like a plan.”
***
Bryn
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