is.”
Kylie frowned. Why the hell did Mia think she didn’t have a conscience before? Whatever. That wasn’t the point. “The big deal is, that could be any of us? And if something happened and I couldn’t be on the tour, I don’t know how I’d feel about three random chicks singing my song—you know?”
“Couldn’t be me. I’m a virgin,” Lily announced.
Mia rolled her eyes. “Good for you.” She looked at Kylie for a few seconds before adding, “Okay. So what song are the three of us going to sing if we scrap that one? If we’re even allowed to do that?”
She hadn’t gotten that far yet. “I don’t know.”
“Ooh, we could write something together,” Lily suggested, practically bouncing up and down with excitement.
Well, that was one idea.
“We have a show in a few hours. We’d have to write fast.” Mia’s voice was even but Kylie could see she was interested. And that she was only looking at Lily. She was going to try and shove Kylie out of this too. Like hell she is.
Kylie stepped forward so they couldn’t ignore her. “Anybody got a pen?”
Three hours, two dozen sheets of paper, and more dirty looks from Mia than Kylie could count later, they had a song. Or something that looked like a song at least. They’d get to practice a few times at sound check and then give it a go for real. Misty Cole, their contact at Vitamin Water, had been surprised about their request but said she didn’t see any problem with them performing a new song instead of Lauryn’s. Kylie was relieved. Every time they sang it, she’d pictured herself having to tell Trace she was pregnant. How he would react and how much it would hurt both of their careers. Before she saw him again, she was going to buy the biggest box of condoms she could find. And she was going to start taking her birth control pills religiously.
“Think the audience will like it?” Lily asked after they’d finished rehearsing.
“Hope so,” Kylie answered. Mia said nothing. She was in one of her moods where she acted like they were beneath her. Kylie knew twenty-one-year-old Mia felt like Lily was too young to be touring. She’d said so out loud. And Kylie kind of agreed. But what the hell her problem was with her was a mystery. Unless…it was the one thing they didn’t discuss. He who shall not be named. She really hoped that wasn’t what was bothering Mia. Because it was sure as hell starting to bother her.
I t was Mia’s turn to close the show. Once she’d finished her set, Kylie and Lily joined her on stage. Kylie’s heart was racing as she took her seat on the stool between the two of them. They were going acoustic style for the debut of the song they’d written together. Your Time to Shine reminded Kylie so much of Trace she feared she’d tear up during her solo. But she sucked it up and sang the first verse. Don’t know who deals the cards that decide the hand we’re dealt. But I know I’ve seen my lows and I see you goin’ down that road. The other two joined her on the bridge. And it’s a long, dark path. No end in sight. Just before you give up, you’ll see the light. ‘Cause, baby, it’s your time to shine.
Lily’s clear voice was soft as she sang her solo. You made your bed on a wish and a prayer. Looking up on that stage sayin’ one day you’d be there. But it was a long, dark path. No end in sight. Just before you gave up, you saw the light. Baby, it’s your time to shine. The three of them harmonized as they sang the part Lily was so adamant about adding. Ooohh oooh ooohhooo. Ooohh ooh ooohhoo. Baby, it’s your time to shine.
Mia’s voice was strong and had a deep southern twang similar to Kylie’s, even though Kylie knew she was actually from Detroit. But to hear her sing, anyone would think she was from the Deep South. And that spotlight’s bright when you finally get there. Not much you can count on, besides a dream and a prayer. And they’re all gonna say that you’ll fall any day. But