I'm in Love with my Teenage Fan

Chapter Three

I am sitting at work and thinking about something that I shouldn't be, Kia. She has been on my mind since I met her that night two months ago. We have a show tonight and I know I shouldn't, but I wish she was gonna be there. I smile at the thought.

I get dressed and head for the show, but I am not really focusing on anything in particular. I know Kathy won't be there and it will mostly just be a bros night during the show. I walk around for a little while and wait for time when we get to set up. I quickly set up the guitars, wires, and mics while Peter sets up the drums. We have a system and it works well so we try not to mess with it.

I look up and I see familiar long brown hair sitting front row. I smile and look back down at the wires forgetting what I am doing completely. I stand up quickly and do mic check. I watch Kia as I speak into each mic. She forms a huge smile on her face and she looks down at the ground trying to hold in her excitement by the looks of it.

During the show she sits there and listens to the music, occasionally talking to her friend. During one song I see Kathy sit three chairs down from Kia. I get a weird look from Kathy and Kia deflates a little but surely they have nothing to do with each other. Billy told me he gave Kia my number, plus it is on Facebook, and Kia hasn't tried to get a hold of me.

I look down at my guitar like I am really paying attention to what I am playing. I look back up and Kathy gives me a wink, a wave, and then she leaves.

I smile and then look back at Kia. She is dancing in her seat and talking to the girl I saw her with the first time. They actually look a lot like, maybe they are sisters. Our set ends and I step off stage. I stop Mitch, “Did you see who was here?”

“Yeah, Kathy, your girlfriend.”

“I was talking about Kia.”

He nods his head and says, “Yeah, but Kathy, your girlfriend was here.”

I nod my head, grab my bags, and head for my truck. Kia stops me and I smile at her, out of habit. “Hey what's up?” I ask. It seemed natural like we have been best friends forever.

“Nothing. You did great tonight.”

“Thanks.”

She smiles, blushes, and then says, “Um I was wondering if I could get another picture with you. The first one didn't turn out that great.”

“Of course!” I say trying to remain calm, but I know I let the excitement show in my voice.

She steps to the side while I put my bags down and yells, “Ginger,” in a deep voice. I smile and she comes back with her friend.

She goes to wrap her arm around my back but then stops, looks up at me, and shyly asks, “Would it be creepy if I hugged you?”

I chuckle a little and say, “Not at all.” I feel like I am giving her the wrong impression because she smiles and wraps her arms around me. Her head falls on my chest and I feel comfortable, more than I do with Kathy.

As soon as her friend takes the picture I can feel Kia deflate a little and say, “Thanks.”

I smile and say, “Not a problem at all.”

She walks away and I watch her as she goes. I made the wrong choice, I know I did. I take my stuff to my truck and then her friend comes up and asks for my autograph. I smile and sign her hat. She walks over to Peter and asks him the same thing and Peter doesn't have a sharpie so I lend him mine and give Kia a secret smile. She smiles back and I know I want to be her friend. I try to send her secret messages but it doesn't work. She leaves and I am left in the dark by myself.

I wait a couple days but the photo never goes on facebook and I start to think that maybe the whole thing was just in my head. It doesn't matter because I can't be in love with my teenage fan. I just can't be.