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February 20th (Boston, MA)
Sky
Another city,another hotel. No wonder Dylan feels swallowed up by his life sometimes. He comments how much easier touring is now than travelling the UK in the back of a van in the early Blue Phoenix days, but I can see how exhausted the band members get each day that passes.
Every city we arrive at, every airport we pass through and every hotel we stay, fans wait for a glimpse of their idols. Some days, the guys chat to a couple, other times they’re too tired. Jem remains hidden behind his black cloud; most of the press wants to know about him and Liv—until they see me in the entourage and their focus shifts. This annoys me but also sickens me — a girl’s death easily moved on from. I guess there aren’t many pictures to feature once the funeral is over and Dylan and I make a better photo opportunity. Gross.
At some hotels, Blue Phoenix take up the whole of one floor with security posted. Others, like this one, are exclusive enough that we don’t need to worry. I prefer that; I feel less like I’m under guard in prison.
This morning, Dylan works out while I work my way through the breakfast buffet selection. Fooling myself that I’m healthy because I supplement the pastries with fresh fruit, I’m disappointed and surprised when Honey appears at the table.
Our communication is still minimal and often holds snide remarks along the lines of ‘oh, you’re still here?’ from her.
Today, she’s dressed in designer gym gear but also wears full make-up and hair extensions, so I don’t think she’s graced the gym with her presence yet. She lowers herself into the chair next to me and places a stack of bridal magazines on the table.Oh god, no. Please don’t discuss the wedding with me.
“I guess you’ll be at the wedding then?” she asks, scrutinising the contents of my plate.
“I guess.” I shove a pastry into my mouth.
“I mean, if you guys are still…. dating or whatever.” She takes a slice of melon from my plate and eats delicately.
I ignore the loaded comment. “When’s the wedding?”
“May.”
Three months. That’s longer than Dylan and me have been back in each other’s lives. “Plenty of time to organise then?”
“Well.” Honey flicks open one of the magazines and I tense. Why is she discussing this with me? “If you’re attending, you need to co-ordinate. Obviously, you won’t be a bridesmaid but I’d like you in yellow to match.”
I open my mouth to respond, but the intense concentration on Honey’s botoxed brow dissuades me. She continues to flick through the magazines, folding corners and occasionally sighing over wedding dresses. I sip my coffee and pray Dylan appears before she starts running through the whole list of plans.
“Totally cute don’t you think?”
“What’s that?”
“Look at this gorgeous archway covered in pink roses; I’ll have matching petals carpeting the floor. When we finish saying our vows, two doves will fly off with our names tied to their legs. I’ll dye the doves pink, so they match everything else!” Her blissful expression suggests she’s seriously considering this monstrous state of affairs.
“Mmm, great idea,” I lie.
I catch sight of Liam at the edge of the restaurant, where he stands chewing on a nail as he watches. We meet gazes and he straightens, before heading over. I’ve never discussed Christmas with him, and whatever happened must be over with if two months later, his wedding plans are still on.
Honey looks up as he approaches and giggles, sliding a hand with candy pink painted nails over the glossy magazine. “You can’t look at these! I have some wedding dress ideas in here.”
Liam rubs his forehead. “Suits me. I haven’t any clue about weddings. You helping out, Sky?”
Honey and I both give false laughs. “I’m receiving my instructions,” I tell him.
“Oh, you too?”
“Liam! Youtoldme to organise all this.” Honey slaps his leg playfully.
“Yeah.” Liam rolls his eyes at me and winks. “Life’s easier that way.”
“Well, sweetheart, I’m heading for my workout now. Then I do need to talk to you about some wedding issues.”
“Issues? The wedding’s months away!” Liam looks as excited about the prospect of a wedding chat as I did.
