Page 27 of Wylder & the Rising Rockstar
“Relax, Wylds, they’ll be there.”
“Oh, the music thing, yeah.” Will nodded. “We’ve got your back.” He turned toward her, his face flushing red with exertion.
“You should save some of that for the ice, Will. You look like you’re going to pop a vein.”
“Give the guy a break.” Logan laughed, draping his arm around her.
“Right, so hit pause, save your game, whatever you do, let’s go. Chop-chop.”
“One sec.” Diego hammered on his game controller, and the boys all yelled. Logan’s hand shot up in the air to high five Diego. “That’s my man!” Logan cheered.
“What just happened?” Wylder looked from one boy to the next.
“We’ve been trying to beat this game all week, and D-man just won it for us.”
“Go D.” Wylder cheered for him. “Now seriously, we can’t be late for this. It’s important. Diego, did you call all your tech geeks?” She said geeks with a great deal of reverence. She loved her Diego to bits.
“Yeah, they’ll be there.” He pushed his glasses up. “But they don’t usually like to be called geeks, just so you know.”
“Techies?” Wylder asked. “Said with lots of love?”
Diego just nodded. He was used to her.
“What are we supposed to do at this thing?” Will asked as they made their way downstairs.
“Just be there to show your support.” Wylder charged through the glass door, eager to get to the meeting at the main theater.
“Er, what exactly are we supporting?” Will shoved his hands in his pockets, eyeing Logan and the way he walked close beside Wylder.
“The board wants to cancel the Winter Review because of what happened to me and Logan with the viral video, but they aren’t canceling sports or other major events. It’s not fair.”
“That sucks. They should just collect phones like they do at the arena.”
“Exactly, Will-my-Will.” She squeezed his shoulder. “You’re a good friend.”
“Well … um … anything for you … er … and to support the arts and all.” His face burned bright red.
“You feeling okay, Wills?” She reached to check his forehead. “You’re kinda flushed like you might have a touch of fever. You should go see the nurse later if you’re not feeling better.”
Wylder led the boys across the quad to the performing arts building. Most of them had never been inside the building before, but when they entered through the double glass doors, the entire hockey team was waiting for them. And Diego’s techies were waiting down the hall, far enough away from the jocks so as not to call attention to themselves.
“You guys are the best.” Wylder stepped between Killian and Diego. “Really, thanks for this, it means a lot.”
“Anything for you, Wylds.” Killian tried not to choke on his laughter. “You know Will is in love with you, right?” he whispered.
“Shut up, you.” Wylder pinched him in the ribs, but there wasn’t much to grab there. Killian was all muscle. “I need some Killer time later to discuss a rather important Logan development I don’t know how to handle.” She talked out of the corner of her mouth so Logan couldn’t hear.
“Wow, she’s even more clueless than me,” Diego muttered.
“What’s he talking about?”
“Nothing, Wylds.” Killian shook his head. “Just focus on the protest, and we’ll talk later.”
“Thanks, Killer.” For as much as she’d wanted to know if she and Logan were more than just friends, now that she knew he wanted to be her boyfriend, she wasn’t sure how to respond. She didn’t know much of anything about being a girlfriend. A real girlfriend. She’d dated Sebastian for a bit over the summer, and it was fun, but that was nothing like it was with Logan. Things with Bash were spontaneous and exciting. But they’d always had an expiration date. With Logan … she really wanted this, and it scared her. Wylder messed things up. She didn’t want to do that with Logan.
“Oh my gosh, Wylder.” The girl from the earlier protest came up to her. “Did you get the hockey team on board?”
“And the techies.” Wylder beamed at her.
