Dancing in the Florida Sun (Completed)

18- Rocker Chick

     "Seriously, Brooke!" Elise said as she stepped back after applying winged eyeliner to Brooke's eyes, while getting ready for their girls night at the bar where her friends' band was playing. "This Jacob guy sounds too good to be true. He wrote a song for your son?! Surely that proves he's interested in you. He gets up early to make your whole family omelets, then sends flowers to work the day he leaves!" She bats her eyelashes. "So dreamy! Who cares if he travels all the time; he more than makes up for it when he's around. I'll have to live vicariously through you."

     Brooke placed a hand on her hip. "Now why would that be. My guess is you have plenty of guys after you."

     "Maybe, but not the one I want."

     Smiling at the discovery, Brooke prodded her friend. "And who might that be? Eric from work?"

     Elise shook her head and pouted. "Brad Miller." She placed both hands on her hips. "Best friends since elementary school, and he has totally friend zoned me. I don't know what to do to get out of that zone."

     "Wait. I thought you had a crush on Eric."

     "Oh, that. Yeah, I do. He's dreamy, but it's just that, a dream. He's honestly not my type. I usually prefer a guy with a bit of a bad boy vibe, and maybe a couple of tats. Nothing too outlandish. What Brad has is perfect." Her eyes got a dazed look and she smiled.

     Brooke chuckled. "The ironic thing is that Eric is my type, but Jacob, the one with a little bad boy vibe, is not. Except he has no tats that I know of, unless they're hidden under his swimsuit." Brooke blushed when Elise wiggled her eyebrows.

     "Here." Elise, dragged Brooke to a full length mirror. "What do you think?"

     Brooke chuckled as she ran her hand down her smooth as glass strawberry blond hair that Elise had straightened, and looked at herself in the "rocker chick" garb that Elise had convinced her to wear immediately upon Brooke's arrival at her apartment: fitted black leather mini skirt, a gray t-shirt with the name of her friends' band, Madness (apparently in high school, when they first started practicing, one of their mom's said the whole idea was madness), and a black leather jacket, zippers and all. The jacket reminded her of the first time she saw Jacob, and she couldn't hold back her smile.

     "There's a first time for everything! What would my sorority sisters think now?" To be honest, she would have never dreamed Elise had a wardrobe like this, judging from the way she dressed at work. This might be a first, but Brooke was going to have fun with it. There would be no one there she needed to impress — no one judging her for her outfit, and she was actually looking forward to that.

     On the Uber ride to the bar, Elise filled her in with details about the band. They had one female member, Maddie, who played keyboard, sang backup, and dated Rhys, the base guitarist. They played a combination of their own music, current artists songs, and they had a thing for 80's music, so a lot of that too.

     "What are your favorites?" questioned Brooke.

     "There's one that Brad wrote, which is, of course, my favorite." Elise got that dreamy look again. "But they have a couple that they do that are Nine Days In songs, where they sound almost exactly like Nine Days In, and they sound pretty amazing!"

     "I've heard of Nine Days In, but never listened to their music. I thought they were a boy band for younger girls? The girl that's babysitting Noah for a couple of hours tonight, before Grams gets in, is in love with them, and she's fourteen. Her sister feels the same way, and she's eleven."