need their permission, but as their daughter, I still wanted their approval.
They knew what a great opportunity working with the guys would be for me. After all, how many people can say that they’re in the inner circle of a famous band? It’s given me the chance to travel the world, meet people, learn new skills, and earn a living doing what I love with the people I love. I’m extremely thankful for that, and so are my parents.
However, they still lamented the fact that I wouldn’t have a “normal” college experience. I could understand that. They met in college. They’ve both often said that college was the best time in their lives (apart from welcoming their wonderful, gorgeous, brilliant children into the world, of course). They don’t want me to miss out on anything. That’s where our compromise comes in. I agreed to take online courses. I don’t take as many as I would as a full-time student, but I’ve gotten at least a few English and history credits out of the way. I’m dreading math, but hey, Sam is actually really good at it. Maybe he can help me out.
I actually haven’t seen the guys or Joni very much at all this week. We’ve texted, but for the most part, everyone’s kind of doing their own thing. Josh and Jesse have been hanging out with friends from high school. Oliver has been spending a lot of time at home with his family and his dog. Cory, apparently, has been Skyping non-stop with Tara, who thankfully stayed in LA while the rest of us flew back home to the Bay Area. And Sam, as far as I know, hasn’t left his house and has been binge-watching Netflix, eating home-cooked meals, and sleeping.
Of course, the tabloids are telling a different story.
Sam Morneau - WASTED !
Mega-heartthrob and member of the popular boy band, The Kind of September, Sam Morneau was spotted early Friday morning, leaving a club in Downtown San Francisco with friends. The young singer, who is under the age of 21, appeared drunk and disheveled as he tripped and stumbled his way out into the streets and into a waiting car...
“This is so stupid,” I mutter as my mom sits down next to me on the couch.
“What?”
“Nothing. Just dumb rumors.”
“Is it about Sam?” Mom asks. I look at her. I’m shocked to see that she looks concerned, almost nervous.
“Mom, you don’t actually believe that he would do this, do you?”
“No, Sweetie, of course not. I know Sam. He’s been a good friend to you for a very long time. It’s just... well...”
“What?” I demand.
“This isn’t the first article to be written like this. And they seem to be appearing more and more - ”
“Mom, they’re lies!” I can’t believe she’s saying this to me. She knows Sam! She’s known him since we were little kids. How could she even suspect that any of these awful reports are real? “I promise you, none of this is true. These are just stupid gossip columnists and phony reporters trying to make a buck. Sam is still the same guy, I promise you.”
“I know, Melissa, and I believe you,” she says, scooting closer to me. “I’m just a little worried about what you’re being exposed to.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean... You’ve been out there for two years now. I know you can take care of yourself. You’re smart and you’ve experienced so much more than I had at twenty. You’ve done more than I have even now. I just want to make sure that it’s an appropriate atmosphere for you. You’re still so young. If you’re being exposed to anything indecent or - ”
“Mom!” I leap to my feet. This is ridiculous. “I know you’re trying to protect me, but please, hear me out. The guys are not what the media makes them out to be. I don’t know why these people think it’s okay to make up stuff like this, but they do. It’s nothing new. It’s been happening to singers and actors