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Juliet twisted back to see Lila pushing past Michael to get to the top of the stairs. “Oh, Jesus.”

“Push!”

“What?” Shock rooted her feet to the floor.

“I need all you guys to push me out there. I’m crowd surfing, like right now.”

“Oh, hell no.” Elle shook her head.

“Do it!” West shouted.

Juliet’s hands shook. “West. What the hell?”

“This is going to be so sick.” He bounced up and down inside the huge inflated ball. “I saw a dude from a festival do it. It’s going be awesome. Everyone will be talking about us. This is perfectly safe.”

“Oh yeah? Then why is Lila having a kitten behind us?”

“Because she’s Lila. Do it.” He pressed his hands against the inside layer. “Don’t be a pussy. I can always count on you, Jules.”

“You’re going to be the death of me.” She plowed forward, using all her weight to propel him forward as the lights went down. The rest of the band was less than five feet away. Never a dull moment with this crew. She pushed him out onto the stage and the crowd lost their collective shits.

Michael rushed by her and instead of giving her shit, he put his shoulder into it and tossed West off the front of the stage and into the crowd. And just like that West became a human beach ball.

Molly screeched out a dismayed bellow as she ran to her microphone stand. “This is our biggest show and you do this?”

Jules laughed and crossed the stage to her station on the right. She jumped and waved to the crowd as the house lights burst across thousands of faces.

“How you doing out there Berkeley?!” Molly twirled her microphone stand. A flurry of rainbow colors wind milled around her lush body. “Take care of my boy West out there. I need him back by the third song.”

West laughed. “This is so rad!” He was wearing a microphone on his collar. The huge screen showed him rolling over hundreds of hands reaching up to push him along.

“We’re Warning Sign! Are you ready to rock your face off?”

The crowd pulsed with purple and blue lights. Jules used her hand as a visor to look out on the sea of faces. In the center of it all was the sound and light board and her guy—one of her guys—lording over his station.

She knew he’d take care of them tonight. Jules put her arms up and a kaleidoscope of pink and purple lights flashed over her skin then out to the crowd and back again. She couldn’t stop the huge smile. She’d make sure to say hello to Sparks later in the show for that one.

The band immediately exploded into their new single, “Shine”. It was rising up the charts and had prompted Ripper Records to give them the go ahead on a music video in January. Finally, everything seemed to be falling into place.

Malachi pounded away on the drums behind her as West did his best impersonation of a human ping pong ball in the middle of the crowd. She slapped her cherry red bass and let the music fill her up. There was nothing quite so amazing as the stage.

Two men making her the happiest woman on the flippin’ planet was a very close second though.

She ran across the stage and met Ryan in the middle as they dueled through the next song. He was wearing her backup bass. She never knew what instrument the idiot was going to pick up. The bass line grew heavier as Elle and Michael raced up the frets of their guitars and built the song until the crowd was screaming with Molly’s lyrics.

They knew their goddamn songs.

Fuck yeah.

West came careening through the front three rows as they flew through another song. She laughed as Tristan and three other guys who looked like they could bench lift a car passed their keyboardist onto the stage.

Like a damn spider monkey, West leapt out of the hole on the side of the ball and did a dizzy drunk roll onto the stage. He turned to the crowd and spread his legs and arms wide. “Fuck yeah! That was awesome.”

“Get back behind your keyboard,” Molly ordered.

“I’m going.” West sprinted to the back of the stage and behind his keys.

Molly gave a breathless laugh. “You guys ready for a new song?”

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