Meant to Marry Me

"Okay--I love you, too." Bree disconnected the call from Trent and slid her cell phone into her pocket, trying not to let her giddiness explode out of her. As much as she wanted to jump up and down like a little kid who just found out she was on her way to Disney World, she needed to hold herself in check in front of her band--at least until she got the good news out of her mouth.

"Well?" Shawna wanted to know, her hands clasped in front of her where they hovered over the keyboard. "What did he say?"

Bree drew in a deep breath and did her best to keep her voice even as she replied, "He said... he spoke to Monica... and... we got it!" By the time she got the last statement out, there was no holding back her cheer. Bree's hands went up in the air, her volume and tempo both increasing. It only took a split second for the rest of the band to join in with her, jumping up and down, the guys fist pumping and giving each other high-fives. Only Zach managed to keep his excitement in check. He still slapped the other hands that were held out to him, but it was clear he was still reluctant to rejoice over the band being accepted for a gig that he wasn't sure was in their best interest.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"That's awesome!" Griffin said. "Do we have the details yet?"

"No, not yet. I'll pass them along to you guys as soon as I know them," Bree said. Trent hadn't wanted to talk too long on the phone. He'd made his position clear and his opinion known--this was a bad idea, and he just knew Monica would do something to either hurt or embarrass Bree. Since the Nashville Nights concert would take place just before the band launched its major tour, he was concerned this would end Bree's chance at really making a dent on the national scene. She knew all of that, but Bree still couldn't give up the chance to take part in such a major event.

"Well, we only get to perform one song, right?" Dominic, the drummer, asked. "That's right. So we better make it count," Bree said with a nod.

"If that's the case, I say we go with 'You Are the Reason,"" Shawna chimed in.

Bree gave her a skeptical look. "That's our newest song. Are you sure it's ready for such a huge event? Why not go with something we've been playing longer, something we're more comfortable with?" She didn't think "Meant to Marry Me❞ was right for the occasion, but something like "Lead Me Home" or one of her other songs that was upbeat and catchy would work.

Zach replied, agreeing with his girlfriend. "I think it's ready to go. It's the perfect opportunity to introduce a great new song to a wide audience, and with that downbeat, the models will be able to walk down the runway at a great pace." "Spoken like someone with some modeling experience," Chase teased, tapping Zach on the shoulder.

The lead guitar player narrowed his eyes. "Nope, just some common sense."

Bree knew they weren't really arguing, but she decided to cut the conversation off before it got heated. "All right. If y'all think the new song is the way to go, then let's do it. But we are going to have to spend the next few weeks practicing it every chance we get because it still needs a lot of work."

"Let's do it!" Dominic said on behalf of all of them.

Bree did like the new song and agreed with what Zach had said about it working out well for the models. "All right then," she said as the rest of the band got into position. "Let's take it from the top."

Dominic counted them in with his drumsticks, and the band began to play. As Bree lost herself in the music, she prayed this was the right song choice. More importantly, she hoped that Trent was wrong and that Monica wasn't up to no good. Bree knew she had a tendency to be gullible and assume the good in people who didn't deserve it. If that's what this was, and someone in her band got hurt, or she ended up ruining their chances of making it big because she'd fallen for one of Monica's tricks, she'd never forgive herself.