Cameron smiles as they walked hand in hand down the road back towards the label. “Ah yeah well i hope you like my music, but it might not be your kinda thing”.

When they reach the label and she kisses him softly on the cheek he smiles warmly at her. “No problem i really enjoyed it too, was nice to get out and explore a bit”. He then smiles more at her. “So I guess I'll see you for the concert tomorrow night then huh?”.

Lucy felt fortunate to be surrounded by such a vibrant artistic community, where connections could be made effortlessly. Despite the whirlwind of the moment, she endeavored to keep her composure, aiming for a casual yet confident demeanor as Derya Çetin approached her.

"Hey, Derya, thanks!" Lucy greeted her with a friendly smile. "I'm trying my luck... I'm actually on the lookout for a drummer. Do you happen to know anyone in your circle who might be interested?"

Derya leaned in with interest, her eyes sparking with curiosity. "Oh, you're starting a band? That sounds exciting! What kind of music are you thinking?"

Lucy paused to consider before replying, "Well, it's sort of a blend between Warpaint, Nightbus, Sneaks, and Dum Dum Girls—kind of alternative, you know? We're still finding our sound, but a solid drummer would really help us get things rolling."

Derya nodded, her enthusiasm evident. "I love the concept! I'll definitely keep my ears open and spread the word. Here, let's exchange numbers so we can stay in touch."

With their contact details swapped, Lucy felt a surge of optimism. It seemed like the start of something promising, and she couldn't wait to see where it would lead.

Derya's warm smile conveyed a silent farewell as well as good luck wishes, and as she turned to rejoin her bandmates in conversation with Ben Rodini, a curious glint sparked in her eyes. "That was the real Cameron Jacobson?" she inquired, her interest piqued. Lucy nodded affirmatively, prompting Derya to offer a congratulatory remark with a friendly smile. "Good catch!"

Returning to her desk, Lucy couldn't help but mull over Derya's words. "Congrats for what?" she pondered, bemused. "Feels like I just reeled in a big fish or something..." Despite the puzzling remark, Lucy found Derya refreshingly approachable and open to conversation. Without hesitation, she fired off a quick text to Oona, eager to keep her updated on the progress of the "Drummer Quest."

Oona's swift response popped up on Lucy's smartphone screen. "Cool! Well done! Drummers are like a secret society... they all know each other," she quipped. Another message quickly followed. "I tweeted an ad...Let's see where it goes." And before Lucy could even respond, a third message appeared. "Let's meet after work? 5 p.m. okay? My place?"

Without hesitation, Lucy replied positively. "5.30. Your place. No vodka. Not too long. Big day tomorrow. Scream Team's gig With Cameron ".

(Link to Oona's tweet : https://www.therockstarg...t-Tweets.aspx#post489752 )

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As the clock struck 5:30 PM, Lucy made her way back to Oona's place, eager to catch up on the day's events. Oona, with a mischievous glint in her eye, wasted no time in probing Lucy about her escapades with Cameron. Lucy, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the incessant teasing from her colleagues, pleaded with Oona to spare her from further interrogation.

Settling onto the familiar couch they shared with Cameron the day before, Lucy couldn't help but long for the comfort of her own bed. Sensing her friend's fatigue, Oona reassured her, "Don't worry, I won't keep you too long tonight. And no vodka, I promise," she added with a playful grin. She then delved into the reason for their meeting, expressing her enthusiasm for starting a band with Lucy.

"So, about our band," Oona began eagerly, "we need to find a drummer. Any ideas?" asked Oona.

Lucy nodded in agreement, adding, "I ran into Derya Çetin from Mother of Tigers today. She's got some drummer friends we could reach out to...maybe."

Lucy's eyes lit up with excitement at the prospect of forming a band with her friend. "We need to brainstorm some killer songs and come up with the perfect band name," said Oona, already into an intense creative process.

After an hour of animated discussion and laughter, Lucy reluctantly announced that it was time for her to head home. She promised to meet Cameron at the audition gig the following day. Oona, with a playful twinkle in her eye, quipped, "Cool! I'll be there too!" Lucy's eyes widened in surprise before erupting into laughter at Oona's jest.

"No way!" Lucy shot back, both of them bursting into laughter at the thought of Oona crashing her date.

(The story continues here )

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Continuing from : https://www.therockstarg...uditions.aspx#post489940


For a moment, Lucy was taken aback by Cameron's joke about the possibility of them ending up together in the same room. Her female instinct immediately picked up on the typical male signals meaning,"Let’s do it!"

She decided to play along, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “You could also take me to your place?” she suggested, raising an eyebrow.

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Lucy followed Cameron, their hands entwined as they walked through the quiet streets. The agitation of the concert was now far away, replaced by the calm of the night. Only a few distant shouts echoed, reminding them of the venue they had left behind.

They walked a few more blocks, the city’s lights casting a soft glow around them. Lucy felt a sense of tranquility in the fresh air, enjoying the simplicity of the moment. It was a stark contrast to the noise and chaos of the concert.

“So, how long are you planning to stay in Brighton?” she asked, genuinely curious.

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Lucy gave him a sweet glance and said, “Okay, let’s go.” As she followed him into the hotel, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt, as if she were betraying the kingdom of alternative music by spending the night with a star like Cameron. But the truth was, she was starting to like his confident, cool demeanor, especially after how he handled Aaron. She decided she’d made him wait long enough and was ready to go further with him.

At the reception desk, she cast a careful glance at the clerk who greeted Cameron. What would he think of a girl like her? “Oh, another Brit girl getting laid by a superstar?” Most likely. But it didn’t bother Lucy. In fact, she found it amusing to be seen as the girl dating Cameron Jacobson.

In the lift, they exchanged romantic glances, the anticipation building. When they finally opened the door to his room, Lucy felt a mix of excitement and nervousness.

“Nice place,” she said, looking around.

They moved closer, the world outside the room disappearing as they lost themselves in each other’s arms.

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Cameron’s touch was gentle, reassuring, and everything else seemed to fade away. The night was filled with whispered conversations, shared laughter, and more.

The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. Lucy stirred, blinking against the brightness. She turned to find Cameron still asleep beside her, his face relaxed and peaceful. She watched him for a moment, feeling a warmth in her chest that had nothing to do with the room’s temperature.

“Morning,” Lucy mumbled, smiling. “Sleep well?”

“Yeah, same,” she said, running a hand through her hair. “I could get used to this bed.”

Then smiled at Cameron. "It’s not every day I get to wake up next to a superstar!”

As Cameron suggested breakfast, Lucy nodded With enthousiasme.

“Sounds like a plan,” She said, the need for coffee became too strong...

Lucy raised an eyebrow. “Oh, I bet room service would be thrilled if I opened the door starkers. Might even brighten their day!” she joked, making them both burst into laughter.

A knock on the door came quicker than expected, and Lucy, almost naked, ran to hide in the bathroom. “Cameron! Take a croissant, tea, and orange juice for me!” she shouted, her voice echoing off the tiled walls.

Lucy pretended to be shocked. “Classy!” She locked the bathroom door, gathering her clothes and starting to get dressed.

Cameron quickly slipped into his boxers and answered the door, collecting the breakfast items.

Inside the bathroom, Lucy could hear the room service chatting to Cameron. She rolled her eyes with a smile and called out, “Make sure you got me a croissant, Mr. Waggle!”