Ben’s hands have been over his mouth since we got off the stage. He finally removes them. “Good Lord, Emme. That was seriously hot. I’m sincerely debating changing sides because I want to kiss you on the mouth right now.”
Emme laughs. She turns to me. “Ethan, I did it.” Her voice is so soft. She almost doesn’t believe herself.
In that second, everybody else disappears. I see only her. She is looking at me like she used to when she was happy. Before I screwed everything up.
I know I do stupid things. I do them all the time. I even know when I’m about to do something completely and utterly idiotic. Most of the time I care. But not now. There is only one thing in the world that I care about.
Emme.
I go up to Emme, put my one good hand on her face and kiss her.
On the mouth.
Sophie

It’s amazing how quickly people forget an inspired performance. I got attention from
She plays the guitar for a song and it’s like nothing else happened that night. Of course, I was relegated to the choir for a Motown medley, so I didn’t even get the opportunity to do anything.
But not Emme. It’s like no girl has ever played the guitar before. And of course Ethan shoving his tongue down her throat afterward, and Tyler running out of the auditorium, gave people even more to talk about.
And do I get any recognition? Of course not.
I just went up to her when we were little and encouraged her to write. And then attend CPA. So why would anybody give me any credit for what’s happening to her?
I stare out the window of our practice suite as Emme plays around on the piano. I’ve been sure to spend more time with her lately. At least maybe she’ll remember I exist.
“Hey, Sophie,” she says quietly. “Can I talk to you about something?”
“Of course, Emme. Anything!” I run over and sit next to her on the piano bench.
“It’s about Ethan…. I don’t really know what to think about what happened.” She looks down and studies her hands.
“I’m sure it was the adrenaline after the performance,” I assure her. “I wouldn’t make too big a deal about it.”
“Really? I guess. Although he’s never done anything like that to me before … but I don’t know….”
“How’s it been since after the concert with you two?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “Normal, I guess. I was so shocked about what happened. He quickly apologized and neither one of us has mentioned it since. Jack, of course, gives Ethan grief about it, and then teases me for playing favorites and encourages me to spread the love among the other members.”
“And what about Tyler?”
“Oh, well … he’s pretty mad, but it wasn’t like
“Well, you did humiliate him in front of the school.”
She looks up at me. “Really? We only went on a few dates, so I didn’t think people knew….”
I shake my head. “Emme, people talk. They knew. Poor Tyler. You should really apologize to him. He’s a pretty good guy.” Even though he helps Sarah Moffitt. But if Emme is going to be with either Ethan or Tyler, I vote for Tyler. He’s truly the lesser of two evils.
“He’s really mad. I don’t know….”
Gee, Emme is unsure of something? What a shock.
This conversation isn’t going anywhere. I pick up the piece of sheet music she’s been working on. “What’s this?”
“Oh.” She takes the paper out of my hand. “Just something new I’ve been working on.”
“For the showcase?”
She bites her lip. “Ah, so nobody knows this …”
“You know you can tell me anything, Emme. You’re my oldest friend.”
She hesitates for a second. “I know. Dr. Pafford called me into his office today.”
“What did you do?” This is huge. Dr. Pafford rarely calls students into his office. If he does, it’s usually to tell them they didn’t pass the audition to attend the next semester.
“He told me that he’d like to see me do a solo audition for the showcase.”
“HE WHAT?” I’m so shocked, the words came out too fast. I can tell Emme is taken aback by my reaction. “That’s AWESOME, EMME!” I hope I salvage it.
“You think so?” She looks at me hopefully.
They aren’t giving out invitations yet and here she’s been handed an audition by the principal. And I thought
Well done, Emme, well done.
“I think you’d do a great job. Is that the song you’re thinking of doing?”
She looks down at the paper. “I think so. It’s still too early to tell.”
Maybe Emme isn’t as naive as I thought. Here I thought she was an ally, but now that she’s attempting to be a singer, she’s becoming part of my competition.
This changes everything.
I exit the studio in a rush, pretending I have somewhere to go, but honestly, I can’t think clearly, being in a room with her. As I round the corner toward my locker, I see Ethan struggling with all the stuff he’s trying to shove in his backpack with only one functioning arm.
He stops as he sees me, and surprisingly approaches me.
“Have you seen Emme?”
I know I have to do something, anything to put a crack in Emme’s perfect world. To put me on top again. I’ve been fighting tooth and nail to get recognized by Dr. Pafford, but Emme gets everything handed to her. Well, I’m not going down without a fight. There are only so many spots available in the showcase. I can’t let her get one that belongs to me.
“Yeah, she’s with Tyler. They went that way.” I point to the opposite way of the studios.
The mere mention of Tyler’s name makes him frown. I can tell that I’ve hit a nerve.
“They’re celebrating. Isn’t it great about Emme?”
Ethan says nothing. My day suddenly gets a whole lot better.
“You know, that Pafford invited her to do a solo performance at the showcase. Emme’s going solo!” Ethan blinks. “Anyway, I told her I’d join them. Don’t they make the cutest couple? I think your little stunt at the concert just made them closer.”
I turn on my heel and see Carter standing there with his arms crossed.
“What are you doing?” His face is red.
“Oh, um … hey, Carter. I was just leaving!” I grab him by the elbow to walk away, but he pulls my arm off of him.
“Ethan, Emme is not with Tyler. And I don’t know why she’s talking about Emme going solo.”
I cut him off. “You don’t know anything. Emme confided in
Carter shakes his head. “Yeah, some best friend …”
“What’s going on, guys?” Emme approaches. She looks between us and I’m frozen. I’ve got to think fast before everybody turns on me.
“Oh, Emme!” I run up to hug her. “I’m so sorry. It’s just that I’m so excited for you, I accidentally let it slip