I spluttered out the mouthful of water I'd just sipped on. That was a nickname that I hadn't heard in a very long time.
One that caused a flutter of anger deep in the pit of my stomach.
"Madi?" I shook my head and composed myself.
"Well if it isn't Mr Rich and Famous. Long time." He laughed down the line at me.
"Too long Sunshine. How you been?"
"Oh you know. Just plodding along."
"Plodding along nicely if your website is anything to go by." I inhaled a shocked breath.
"You've seen my site?"
"Sure have. Me and the boys were just looking over your online portfolio. It's good stuff Madi. Really good!" Wow. Cameron Farley had just paid me a compliment.
Last time he saw me, he brushed me off like he didn't know who on earth I was. Pissed would be an understatement of how I'd felt at the time and if I was being honest with myself, the memory still stung a little, even though it was three years ago.
"Gee.. Thanks." I said sarcastically. Ok, so maybe I was still holding a grudge. Every single woman I knew, actually make that every woman on earth, would probably give their last breath to talk to Cameron Farley, lead singer of Freight Train and yet here I was being a prissy bitch. Ah well, he deserved it.
"Wow you sound so sincere Madi. I haven't seen you in nearly ten years and you sound pissed at me. Surely I couldn't have done something so bad back then, that you're still holding a grudge?" He sounded honest. Maybe he hadn't known it was me at the concert in New Zealand. I suppose I had lost a bit of weight and changed my hair since the last time we saw each other.
"It's been three years actually and yeah, maybe I am a little pissed."
"Three years? I swear to God that I haven't seen you in almost ten! I think I would have remembered if I'd of seen you more recently." I shook my head.
"It doesn't matter. What do you want Cameron?"
"Why has everyone been using my full name lately?" I laughed despite myself. I knew how much he hated when people used his full name, but I guess that's why I'd done it.
"Maybe you should stop being a dick and people wont need to resort to using your full name. What do you want?" I repeated.
"I want to offer you a job." I clamped my mouth shut to stop my jaw from hitting the floor. "Madi? You still there?"
"You've seen my work. I have a job. Plus I think the daily commute would be a bitch." He laughed again. He had a nice deep laugh. I had to admit, that it was pleasant to listen to.
"Ok. Long story short. Our agent has decided that it's time we put out a printed biography and she wants a photographer to travel around with us for two weeks to take some happy snaps for the book. We didn't like any of the ones she made us meet, then Mum told me that you are a photographer now, so we looked over your site and we like what we see. The boys agree and it's not often we all agree on something without one of us needing persuading." I didn't talk for a few moments while I took what he said in. "Dammit Madi, would you stop going quiet on me! I keep thinking we've been cut off."
"Sorry. What on earth would make you think that I'd just up and jump a plane to the states?"
"That's exactly what I said to Mum when she suggested you." He admitted.
"So it wasn't your idea. Tania suggested it?"
"No.. Well yeah, I guess, but we like your work. If we didn't, then I wouldn't have bothered calling you." Typical Cam, always blunt with his honesty.
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Hearts Of Rock
RomansaHey guys, Mel here! Ten years ago this year (yes TEN!) I published my first novel direct to kindle. I've decided it's now time to jump on the Wattpad bandwagon, so I'm converting Hearts Of Rock and uploading it here for you all! Considering it's bee...