Julie opened the studio door and said, "Thanks for coming. We just wanted to rehearse the song so it was perfect, which it's not, but whatever."
"No, if I'm gonna hear a song from your imaginary ghost band," Flynn did air quotes, "I want it to be perfect. So get back in there... All of you." She gestured to where Julie was. "You too."
Julie laughed. "They're not out here."
"Oh, I know." She entered and Julie closed the door.
"All right, guys, you ready?" Julie asked the ghosts.
"Yeah, of course we are," Luke replied.
Ruth nodded, suddenly feeling incredibly nervous and anxious, which she deemed odd.
"Yeah," Alex agreed. "We are going to rock this."
Reggie glanced at Julie. "Can you tell her to move? I need space to rock out."
Ruth snickered. "Sounds about right."
Reggie bowed mockingly and shot her a look, which she returned.
Julie smiled. "Actually, can you go over there, please? Reggie needs space to rock out and he feels weirded out walking through you. Reggie, Ruthie, stop behaving like children."
Flynn laughed. "Boy, when you create a world, you really live in it."
Julie sat Flynn down in a chair. "If you'll notice, there's no equipment here that will produce a hologram. Feel free to look around."
Ruth clapped her hands together. "Well, this will certainly be quite the surprise. Hopefully you're ready, Flynn."
Julie went up to the piano, sighed, and said to Flynn, "The guys and Ruth took a poem that I wrote about you and turned it into music."
Flynn crossed her arms. "Awe, I wish I didn't have to talk to your dad after this."
"It's called Flying Solo." She started playing on the beat pad.
Ruth and the boys jumped in, causing Flynn to scream.
The blonde caught Flynn's eye and waved, causing the already freaked out girl to freak out more.
Julie and Luke sang into the same microphone and smiled at each other. Luke momentarily caught Ruth's eye and serenaded her.
The five sang and danced along.
Luke flipped his guitar over his shoulder with a grin.
Flynn gasped as she stuck her hand through Reggie who said, "Weird, right?"
"They're ghosts!" Flynn cried.
"Oh, we prefer, uh, musician spirits," Alex told her.
Ruth nodded. "It sounds way cooler and a lot less freaky."
"Julie, does this mean you'll join our band?" Luke asked.
"Um, actually I think you're joining her band," Flynn corrected, causing Luke to shrug.
Julie grinned. "I'm gonna go with what she said." She turned to her friend. "Still wanna talk to my dad?"
"No, I'm good." The girls hugged.
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End of May // Luke Patterson
Teen FictionRuth Peters was as much a part of the band as her brother and his three bandmates. Silent sparks fly between two lyricists. But by the the time one realizes how they feel, it's too late. Twenty-six years later, for her at least, she and her bandma...
