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Chp 3 The Aftermath

(pic is Cody on left and Brick on the right)

Stefan woke up the next day to his phone ringing over and over. Groaning and reaching over for it he mumbled into his pillow. "To early. Shhh" He hit ignore on his phone and turned back over and tried to hide under his covers and go back to sleep.

Half a second later his phone rang again. Ugh. What in the hell? Who was calling this damn early?

Fumbling for his glasses and slipping them on blinkng back the sleep from his eyes he fumbled with his phone and slid it on and then yawned as he said. "Hello? Why youre callm this merly?" He slurred sleepily as he closed his eyes and was about to fall back asleep when he heard Lola's voice calling through the phone.

"Stefan! Get up now! I am on my way there. Do not go outside get something good on and get yourself ready! We have a full day today!" Lola sounded downright excited.

"Aw come on Lo. I'm tired and I'm sore from last night. Cant you let me sleep in today?" Stefan grumbled half into the phone half into the pillow.

"Its already 9am you lazy boy. And the press are already there at your building!" Lola's voice caused him to sit up and blink.

"What? Wait. Why? Why are they here? I thought you said they didn't know where I lived?" Running his fingers through his unruly hair he groaned and yawned. His small apartment was perfect for him. His instruments took up most of the one room apartment. He was on the 3rd floor and he liked the fact that he didn't have to worry about press... well before today.

"You are hopeless Stef. They are there because you are all over the news. Someone actually three different videos of what happened last night ended up on the news and they ran with it. I have been up since 4 am dealing with them. You are the hero and they want interviews. And your CDs are sold out!" Lolas voice sounded like she was happy and determined to milk this situation.

Stefan dropped the phone and then grabbed at it and put it back to his ear. "Did you say... sold out? Like... not enough? People like it? What are they saying?" Stefan felt his nervs rise and he bit his bottom lip.

"Of course that is what you are worried about. Silly me. Yes the first shipment of your Album is flying off the shelves. People have started preordering for the next shipment! Your little hero act last night could not have come at a better time Stef!"

Stefan was milling around in his closet looking for something to wear but he stopped and then hesitated. "Wait... you mean they only bought my Album because I fished a drunk girl out of a pool?" He felt his chest clench a bit as he thought what if they got my album only because of the news and then they don't like it...

"You better straighten up Stefan don't talk like that and you need to realize that this is a good thing. You just made a splash onto the scene and now you get more good press! Now I am here and I am going to be up there in a minute." The line went dead.

Stefan sighed and stared at his closet. Grabbing some jeans and a white button up shirt he rolled up the sleeves and then pulled on a belt. He was just pulling on his black convers hightops when Lola was knocking on the door.

He checked in the mirror to see if he had bad hair day going on but it was fine. Bedhead but in a good way. He opened his door and Lola walked in smiling and She even had her intern with her. A little pixie of a girl that Stefan remembered was named Allison. Stef often called her Allycat. They were both dressed up and their hair was obviously done professionally.

"You look good let me find you a nice jacket to go with that!" Lola said heading into his room. Rolling his eyes he got into the bathroom and brushed his teeth and styled his hair in that fauxhawk way he liked and then cleaned his glasses of smudges and then put them on again.