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I laughed. “No. You’re good.”
“You clean up pretty nice, yourself,” she said, giving me a smirk as she jabbed some buttons on the center console, connecting it to her phone, and Halsey came on. I should have known we’d have similar music tastes.
“It’s amazing what a bit of mascara and a new dress can do, am I right?” she asked.
Well, she wasn’t wrong. Even though I was loath to admit it.
The dress fit unlike any second hand one ever could. Hugging my body like it was made for me. The deep ‘v’ showed off just enough tit to be sexy, but not enough to be straight up slutty. The length was perfect, too, not so short that I would have to keep tugging it down, but not too long that it bordered on prudish.
The short heels Becca lent me to go with it, and the small miracle she worked on my unruly hair, really brought the whole thing together. I looked fuckingamazingand I knew it. All thanks to Becca.
“So, anything I should know before we get there? It’s at the docks, you said?”
Becca turned the music down a click as we veered off a main road and onto a side one without any streetlights. Though it was harder to see in the dark, she didn’t slow. She clearly knew the road well, even though it wound and curved down the hillside.
“It’s an old pier. Been abandoned for a few years now. It’s basically just an old warehouse building on stilts over the lake.”
“Sounds super safe.”
“Not really,” Becca said, checking her lipstick in the rearview, signaling to me that we were almost there. “But only one person ever actually drowned. Lots of close calls, though.”
Noted.
“Just stay away from the balcony on the far side,” she continued. “The boards are rotten. Bri got her heel stuck in one once, almost broke her ankle.”
“I’d have paid good money to see that.”
Becca lifted her shoulders and sighed like she got a case of the warm and fuzzies. “It was glorious.”
I laughed, reaching to turn up the music as my current fave came on.
“You like Primal Ethos?” Becca asked as I hummed along. “Not many people have heard of them.”
“I’ve been listening since his really old stuff.”
“I heard he’s on the radio now. Oh! And there’s a show in Lodi next month. Youhaveto come with me. It’s going to be epic.”
“I didn’t think he was doing any more shows?”
She shrugged. “Guess he changed his mind. People are dying to figure out who he is. There’s this whole online forum dedicated to sleuthing his true identity.”
I wasn’t surprised. I had to admit I didn’t really care as long as he kept making music, but evenIwas a bit curious. When the video went up of his first live show, his face was done up inkillerskeleton makeup, black hair slicked back. Eyes covered in whiteout contacts.
He was a mystery.
Honestly, I was no expert, but it seemed like nothing more than a great marketing ploy.
“No shit. Who do they think he is?”
She snorted. “A prince.”
“A prince?”
“Yeah, like of some European country. Hiding his identity and coming to Cali so he can do what he loves without the royal family breathing down his neck.”
“I would’ve pegged him as an ex-con or something. I mean, have you paid attention to his lyrics?”
I turned upGravediggerso the next lyric could play loud and clear, proving my point.
