“Oh. My. God.” I said out loud. I know, ‘talking to your self is the first sign of insanity’, but I had a good reason. I knew this band. I loved this band. Troy blasted their stuff every chance he got. These were front row tickets to ‘Addiction’. The greatest rock band of all time. I burrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Why the hell would he have tickets and backstage passes just lying around? And why the hell would he just give them away? Then I had an ‘ah hah!’ moment. I now knew why he looked so familiar. I’d seen his face before. Not just once, but every single time I walked into Troy’s room. He was the drummer. My dad was the drummer of the most amazing-est rock band in the world. He was the drummer to my favorite-est rock band of all time. What the hell? “MY DAD’S A ROCKSTAR?!?!?” Samantha Ariana Harley wants to meet her long-lost father; super star drummer of the hottest band "Addiction". The problem? He doesn't know he has a kid and her mom won't tell who her father is. The solution? Read to find out... A/N: This is technically a "Charmed" fanfiction, but it can be read without having watched the show. The first generation of Halliwells are not mine. Their kids, however, (excluding Wyatt and Chris), are mine.