Free The Complete Rockstar Series by Heather C. Leigh Page B

all just people, aren’t we? Each one of us looking for someone to love, to have a connection with. What difference does it make who we are or where we’re from?
    “Ellie? Where’s your head?”
    “Huh?” I turn to face Kate, completely lost at this point in our conversation. Actually, I was unaware that we were even having a conversation as I was too involved in daydreaming of ways to get Adam to stop holding out on me. Not that I’m experienced enough to even know what any of these ways are or how to make them work.
    Kate gives me a knowing smile. “You’re thinking about Adam again, aren’t you? Sneaky bitch,” she giggles, shoving me playfully.
    “What do you think?” I mutter, embarrassed to have been caught fantasizing about my boyfriend.
    “Well, he is smoking hot,” she says, fanning herself with her hand dramatically. “I’d bang him every chance I got if I were you. Maybe you need to take another spin on the Eye, that’ll do it.”
    “Kate! Stop it!” I push her away, and feel the burning heat flood my entire face and neck. I knew I shouldn’t have told her that.
    It’s been hard to be with Adam at school. Most of the girls here want him, and a massive amount of them have already had him. Both groups, meaning most of the female population of the school, hate me on principle and wish me dead for being the one to get him.
    Naturally, me being his girlfriend doesn’t stop them from their continued pursuit. Adam, being as clueless as most boys are, brushes them off politely with a smile, making them hate me even more.
    Kate laughs at me as we grab our books from our lockers and head outside and down the stairs to meet Adam.
    We find Adam talking to Dax just out front, looking so unbelievably sexy that it just isn’t fair. He’s smiling, leaning against the graffiti covered brick wall that runs along the perimeter of the school property. His short, dark hair is messy, probably from his hands pushing through it all day as he ignores the teachers instead sketching or writing lyrics in his ever-present notebook. His lean, sculpted torso is wrapped up in a tight, long-sleeved shirt that hides nothing, his usual scuffed boots on his feet.
    Noticing us as we get close, Adam tilts his head and his perfect smile widens for me. The small scar on his top lip from the attack has now faded to a thin white line. It only adds to his rugged sex appeal. “Hey, you girls made it! We were just going to send out the search party,” he jokes, pulling me close against him.
    I melt into his side, inhaling his perfect ‘Adam’ scent. A combination of cheap soap, laundered cotton, and the coconut scented wax he religiously uses to polish his guitar. Sighing, I wrap my arm around his waist and squeeze, wanting to be as close as possible without drawing the evil stares of most of the females nearby.
    “Sure you can’t come with us, Sweetheart?” he asks, his breath moving across my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I love when he calls me that.
    “Can’t. I have to study for the big chemistry exam tomorrow,” I tell him for the hundredth time as I pop a mint into my mouth.
    He lets out an exaggerated huff of air, “Fine, we’ll have to make do and practice without you. I just won’t have any inspiration at all and my music will suck, but I’ll live.”
    “The way you’re staring at her, I’m sure you won’t forget much,” Kate says. “See you later! I’ve got footy practice and coach doesn’t care that it’s cold enough today to freeze piss.” She waves before jogging around the back of the school towards the fields.
    “C’mon, we’ll walk you home on our way to meet Gavin and Hawke,” Adam says, tugging on my arm.
    “Ellie, you better ace that exam. If you’re skipping to cram, he’s going to be whinging the entire time and we won’t get anything done. Make it worth it, yeah?” Dax says, a smirk on the large boy’s face as he shoves Adam playfully.
    “Yeah, I will. You know I