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Chapter Six
Logan
Islide my gaze up the Midtown skyscraper where I’ll be rehearsing day in and day out for weeks, playing a part where I have actual dialogue.
We might go to New York if we do well. It’s a common practice to preview Broadway shows here at the Alliance, but not every local cast member gets chosen to travel with the bigger production. Sometimes we’re guinea pigs, test dummies. I’d love a chance at the big time. You don’t train as hard as I have and not hope for greatness.
I spot Lexi’s car pulling up, and cock my head, happy but more than a little surprised. What is Sam doing here? Why didn’t she call?
She emerges in grey leggings and a loose black shirt. Her blonde ponytail flips as she turns to tell her sister, “Thanks for the ride.”
Lexi leans to ask, “Pick you up at what time?” her bright red hair hanging long as she waves to me. “Hi Logan!”
“Lex,” I nod, and lock eyes with Samantha as she glances over. “Hey.”
She jerks her chin, and dips down for her bag, putting the cherry-red strap over her shoulder. “I don’t know yet. I’ll text you.” Shutting the door, she sends the blue Subaru off with a tap. “I’m trying to be excited about this.”
I frown with the deduction, “You got the background, but not the solo.”
Sighing, she gazes at the shiny building, “I would’ve called you if I got that part.”
The sunlight splashing in her eyes…damn.
“You were supposed to call me either way. Why didn’t you tell me they cast you as—”
“Couldn’t, Logan,” she murmurs, bringing a fingernail to her mouth.
“Biting them again?”
She shoves them behind her back with a smile. “Maybe.”
I try to grab them, but she ducks out of the way, laughing. Her expression flickers on something behind me, back straightening a little.
I turn my head to discover a good-looking guy with black hair and hazel eyes strolling toward us. I’ve never seen him before, but he’s got a rehearsal bag casually in his grip. From his muscle structure and the way he walks, he’s a dancer like us.
His sleepy gaze locks on Sam until he turns to enter the building.
I realize with a sinking feeling that she thinks he’s hot. She never looks at me like that. And I didn’t get a phone call that she got cast as background? I’m feeling pretty unimportant here.
She jogs her chin. “Who was that?”
I give a bored, “Dunno. Don’t care.”
Her eyes sparkle as she smirks, “Rehearsal just got more interesting. Come on.”
“Yeah, it’s almost time,” I mutter, like I was ready to go in anyway.
Sucking on my teeth I grab the door before she can. Her blonde ponytail ticktocks past with an obligatory, “Thank you.”
“No problem.”
He’s waiting by the elevator, which irks me that it didn’t already scoop the jackass up.
His expression is cool but watchful.
Oh, he’s going to play it like that, eh?
Sam and I stand next to him, and face the stainless steel doors, waiting for the car to come. My blood is itching because it’s hard not to notice she’s wondering how to start a conversation.
