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Chapter Eight

Joey's POV

"Okay. So you know about the girl that Susanna and I met at Max and Madison's wedding?" I ask my bandmates. They all nod. "Well I ran into her again when I had to run by the high school."

"So what's your plan?" Caleb inquires.

Susanna is watching me intently. "I'm wanting to know too."

"Well Susanna, I was actually thinking maybe we could see about getting her set up in the apartment building where you live. Maybe even with you, you have like two spare rooms that Madison moved out, right?"

"Right. When Madi left I actually found out she had one bedroom and then one room where she kept her dance equipment. My best friend from back home, Lynn, is planning on moving into Madi's old room by the end of the month."

"Perfect!" I fist pump in the air.

Alan calls for everyone's attention. "Hate to interrupt your rundown of plans, 007. But have you actually asked the girl if she is homeless?"

"Well.... no." How had I not thought of that?

"Joey. Alan's right. We should to know the girl first before we try to jump in and be her heroes."

I release a long huff of air. "I guess I see your point..."

Chad speaks up, "Lightbulb! Why don't you two get to know her a little better. Then you could get her more used to being around you guys, and then have her join you for that KY festival thing you were telling me about, Susanna."

Several moments of silence pass as we all stare at Chad. "That's actually a pretty great idea." Susanna says with a grin.

"Festival?" I'm totally confused now.

"I'll tell you later." Susanna whispers.

"I had a thought too. I've saw a girl that fits your description. She dances by the river banks with a group of boys her age." Caleb adds.

"I think this could actually work out." I say with a grin. Everyone agrees. Now just to find out what our first move is.

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L.A.'s POV

Khloe insists that I come spend the night at her house for a sleep over. She has no idea that I actually don't have a "house" to live in, any time she talks about staying with me I find one way or another to blow her off for a while.

We finally reach the Shea house, and it always makes me stop and stare. It's a pretty house, a tall white Victorian with emerald green trim. It's been passed down from her great grandfather, the one who actually build it. "I can't wait to show you my new CD!" Khloe squeals.

"Sounds cool." I tell her, Khloe is where I get to hear new music and fashion trends and celebrity news. Sometimes much more stuff than I really want to know.

We reach her room, and she gives me a crazy grin. "I've been keeping a secret from you."

My heart hammers in my chest, making me think of my own secret. I finally find words again, but just one. "What?"

"I'm a lightbulb!" She says and starts doing some very odd dance moves, with a lot of arm movement. I think my best friend has actually lost it.

"Khloe. Honey. Your my best friend. But you are not a light bulb. That is a light fixture. A typically glass orb that spreads light." I say taking a step back.

"You think I'm crazany, don't you?" Khloe says, laughing so hard she falls back into her bed.

"Yeah just a ... who am I kidding. Yes. A lot crazy and insane." Did I mention I speak fluent Khloe-nese?

"Let me splanify it for you, bestie." She pats a spot on her bed for me to  as she pulls out her laptop and starts typing away. She pulls up YouTube and the words Anthem Lights are on the screen. "This is Anthem Lights. Their fans are often called Lightbulbs. Hmm... which video? Oh I know! You love to dance, so this one would be right up your alley. The George Twins are with them in this one but there not actually part of the same group." She chatters what feels like 90 miles a minute.

She clicks on a video that's called Shake It Off and sure enough there is a lot of dancing. Some are pretty good, some not so much. One face looks really familiar. Khloe starts pointing people out to me as they dance across the screen. "Okay that's Chad Graham. Alan Powell. Caleb Grimm. Obviously the two who look alike are the George Twins, Jordan and Tyler. Then that one is..."

I can't help myself, I'm in shock. "Joey Blue-eyes?!?"

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