The next few days were hectic, various meetings were held to discuss performance ideas, songs were played and then replayed, and phone calls were being made.
"Hey Sloane! It's Courtney! How's it going?" The blonde said into her pink cellphone.
"Good." Sloane said confused on what prompted the princess to call her.
"Good good. How's Oli-"
"Courtney, why are you calling me?"
"Oh right. Well Rock'n Royals has been invited to preform at the Hurricane Sarah relief charity thingy and we'd like Scarlet Letter to open for us."
"Really?" Sloane asked, disbelieving before there was some scuffling at the other end of the phone. "Liv, it's Courtney. Ya something about opening for Rock'n Royals. Okay."
"Princess Olivia of Bellemere speaking, how may I help you?"
"Olivia?" Courtney asked confused by the sudden switch.
"Oh hello Courtney." She said before mumbling, "Slo wasn't tricking me."
"So... do you guys want to open for Rock'n Royals at the Hurricane Sarah relief event?"
"We'd love to! Just let us check our schedule and one of us will get back to you." Olivia finished, hanging up.
Courtney blinked and then lowered the phone. "Next time Erika's doing that."
Later at band practice, everyone was working hard to try and prepare for the concert.
"I think we should open with "What If I Shine" but add a few more effects, the crowd will already be warmed up so I think we should start off with a bang!" Erika said moving her pencil in the air as she talked.
"Good idea E.J." Marcus agreed.
"What if we do a section were at least a few of us sing one of the songs we wrote? It could be like a sneak peak for a new album?" Zia said, leaning against Marcus.
"I like that! New album idea and publicity for it." Erika replied, writing in a notebook.
"Should we play the new song at the concert? I'm almost finished with it." Courtney said hugging her notebook to her chest.
"Good idea princess." Erika said, sitting down in a beanbag chair. "Your turn."
Courtney took a deep breath and opened her notebook, turning the pages. "Okay, we're going to expand band practice by a few hours, also there will be a meeting every night to discuss various band related things."
"So make sure you're not to busy." Rayna teasingly nudged Zia, who glared in return.
"Today we're going to run through 'What if I Shine', which should be fairly simple. We all remember what to do right?" Courtney asked.
Marcus laughed putting an arm around Zia, "I can play that song in my sleep." He imitated playing the drums while sleeping causing everyone to laugh.
"Okay okay let's rehearse." Erika laughed.
"Sweetheart are you okay? You missed your queue." Rayna whispered to Genevieve, midway through rehearsal. The brunette whirled her head around to look at the country singer, a pink tinge on her cheeks.
"I'm fine." Genevieve muttered back, picking up her bow and starting to play.
"Are you sure? What were you looking at?" Rayna side stepped to look past the brunette.
"Nothing, I'm alright." Genevieve replied, averting her gaze.
Deciding to drop the conversation for the time being Rayna returned to playing as Genevieve let out a sigh of relief and turned back to looking at the bassist near her.
After band practice the guys walked out to get some lunch while the girls lingered behind. As Genevieve cleaned her violin and Aubray practiced a bit on her flute, the other girls stood in a circle, glancing now and then at the two.
"We should just go up and talk to her." Erika said, her arms crossed. "Walk up and ask her why she's been acting so strange."
"No, we have to be discrete. Remember what happened at that one Girls Night?" Rayna said as Courtney nodded.
"Fine we'll be discrete, but we're not leaving until we get an actual answer." Erika said and started walking towards the violinist.
"Genevieve," Rayna approached the princess, "Can we talk?"
The Brit put down her violin and looked up at the four girls as Aubray looked up from her playing. "Okay, about what?"
"Why have you been acting so strange?" Zia blurted out before muttering a quick, "Sorry."
"Strange? What on earth do you mean?" Genevieve asked puzzled.
"We mean that you've been acting off, getting upset at Girls Night, skipping practice, spacing during practice, ignoring us." Erika listed annoyed.
"Oh that." Genevieve said suddenly fascinated in her feet before sighing. "Do you promise to keep a secret?"
"Yep."
"Sure."
"Absolutely."
"I- I can't do it," Genevieve said quietly.
Courtney put a hand on Genevieve's shoulder as Rayna meet the brunette's eyes, "Sweetheart, you can tell us anything."
The princess took a deep breath, "I'm, in love." She admitted as the other girls squealed.
"Who is it?" Aubray asked bopping up and down.
"It's," Genevieve started to say before glancing up at Erika. "Um, no one."
"Come on you expect us to believe that?" Erika said, folding her arms.
Courtney's face twisted in thought before lighting up as everything clicked. "Is it Edmund?"
Genevieve's eyes grew wide as her face flushed. "What-how?"
"It is!" Zia exclaimed.
"Why would you like Edmund?" Erika asked before receiving an elbowing from Courtney.
"You two would be so cute!" Aubray said clasping her hands together.
"To bad he likes Erika." Genevieve muttered.
"What he still does? I have no interest in him." Erika said cocking an eyebrow.
"The way you act towards him sure implies that." Genevieve said sarcastically.
"Okay fine, I admit it. I have a flirting problem! I can't help it, but I promise I don't like him." Erika said annoyed.
"You should tell him how you feel." Rayna said.
"Who knows maybe he does like you." Zia chimed in.
"I don't think he does…" Genevieve said forlornly.
"What if we set you two up on a date of sorts?" Courtney asked. "Then if things are going well you can tell him."
"You'd do that for me?" The brunette said surprised.
"Of course!" Aubray said giving her friend a hug. "We'd all love to help!"
"Lets start planning!"
Erika rolled her eyes, "Oh great, another thing to plan."
The rockstar then smiled as Courtney shook her head, "Oh come on help out, miss flirty pants."
Erika raised an eyebrow but didn't question it as she joined in the whirlwind of chatter.