How I Became the 4th Member of a (former) All-Boy Band

I Am Surrounded By Boys (the Little Green Monster Visits)

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Shane's POV:

        "Hey, Skye! What are you doing here?"

        We all turned to see who'd called. It was a tall guy about our age, brown-haired and had blue eyes. Clothes that looked casual but was obviously the latest trend. He walked with a swag that clearly said that he knew he looked good. Even his hair was in the latest style, carefully tousled to get that just rolled out of bed feel. He was good-looking I guess, in a try-too-hard way, but maybe it's because I'm a guy. Skye seemed to think he looked good, though, because she started smiling. A lot.

       "Hey, Sean," she said, oh-so-casually. "What's up?"

       "The Skye," he answered, giving her a dazzling grin that I bet all of our crazy fan-girls that he'd practiced in the mirror every morning. A whiff of his expensive cologne told me what I needed to know. This guy thought he was everything. He knew he could 'charm' people, and he used it to his advantage.

       I didn’t like him already.

       "Going for a walk?" he asked Skye, ignoring us subtly.

       "Yeah," Skye replied. She paused, just staring at him. Kevin coughed, and she started. "Oh, these are um, my,  uh, cousin's friends. From New Jersey. They're visiting, yeah. From New Jersey. You know, because my cousin is in New Jersey…" Skye trailed off, tugging on a strand of her coloured hair. She was obviously nervous for some reason, as she just repeated New Jersey three times.

       "I'm Mi---Michael?" Mike stepped forward to save Skye from stuttering any longer. "That's Ke--lvin, and that's …" He couldn’t think of any aliases for me.

       "Seamus," I suggested. It's my brother's name. Funny how our parents named us so closely, since we're nothing alike. He's 5 years older than me, and when he'd heard that I'd dropped out of school last year and left home, he was really upset. But then he supported me when I joined the band. I didn’t get him, but he probably felt the same about me, too. So I guess we're even.

       "Nice to meet you guys," the guy--- Sean? Oh who gives a damn--- said politely, but I could tell he wasn’t really happy to meet us. He turned back to Skye, proving my point. "I guess you found something to do this weekend after all," he said with a faint note of disapproval in his voice.

       "Huh? Oh, yeah… I guess," she nodded. “I have to babysit them.”

       “Hey!” Kevin protested. “It’s us that have to babysit you.” They glared at each other playfully.

    “…So I guess I’ll see you on Monday, Skye.” Sean shot her another one of those perfect dazzling smiles. “I have to go pick up my sister. See you later!” He didn’t even acknowledge us.