BETWEEN FAME AND LOVE

take you that long to get me a cup of coffee?"

asked for? Where are they?" Ivy c

in your room," I replied, wiping

be blind or something! How coul

laughter lightening the mood. "I've told you both to lay

ol. Does she think she'll impress any of the

n my chest as I kept my head down. No

comforting presence that alway

d a smile broke across my face as I looked up to see

insisted I call him Dad. When he was around,

my hair affectionately. "Are you ready?" he asked. I nodded

his daughters as I lowered my head and walk

e road after a hit-and-run. When I woke up in the hospital, I had no memory, no past, no

ewed me as a burden, and their disdain for me was thick in the air, especiall

Mr. Harrison. If it weren't for

n the country, thanks to his hard work and generosity. He'd gone out o

oenix Records, the label for Phoenix 4. The thought of

ped. Was this a school or a luxury resort?

his family. However, I was determined to enjoy this moment, one

ie. I often lose myself in songs, and as Dad started the car,

ade up of five super talented and ridiculously good-looking

His sudden departure had sent shockwaves through the band. Since then,

amilies had even teamed up to form Phoenix 4 when they were kids. But when Max left, Zane seemed to tran

died under strange circumstances, and since then, he avoided any connections with women, including at fan events

shiped him and would trade anything just for a cha

, or why he had left. Was he ever coming bac

nix 4 remained one of the hottest acts in the country

from my thoughts. I blinked, realiz

o

in person. I couldn't believe I wa

, which meant the band members often roamed the campus. The possibility of bumping into

ents dressed in the latest fashion strolled by, laughing and sna

ick conversation, we were told to wait outside. Dad flippe

hree girls passed by, one of them

h

ader of a new girl band called Phoenix Girls, formed after Phoenix 4. I was a

quiet spot to sit and pull out my songbook, my creative

f in writing when I suddenly hear

oft, like someone playi

e sound, feeling my puls

spotted a sign that read,

usic was too exq

n't resist. I carefully crept closer,

grand piano, was no

h

kshelves, my heart racing. Am I really

s sur

he cool jewelry he wore. The music flowed from him, rich with emotion

sight that I didn't notic

icted area?" His voice, low and

n

d I froze. Did h

against the shelves as my heart r