Chapter 6
Sara hurried down the back stairway, groaning at the weight of her saxophone. She jumped over the last few steps and landed on her feet in front of Tyler, Olivia, Megan Jay, and an bored-looking guy in a crisp, gray suit. Jay raised an eyebrow and muttered, "Finally."
Sara rolled her eyes and went to greet the rest of the band. "Hey guys. Look, I'm really sorry about how late I am, but my dad was being amazingly stingy about -"
The guy in the suit cleared his throat loudly. Jay hastily began the introductions. "Um, Sara, this is Mr Chris Jackson, record dealer and the guy who has our band's future in his hands. Mr Jackson, this is Sara Taylor, our saxophonist."
Sara nodded and politely shook Chris's hand. "Well, I didn't stand here to talk, Ms Taylor. Shall we get on with it?"
Sara smiled and began to put her saxophone together. When all the instruments were ready, they began to do a few scales to tune up. Other than Olivia's clarinet sounding a little flat, everything was fine. Sara nodded her head and counted everyone in. One, two, three…
"Well, I must say, I am impressed," smiled Chris, after they had stopped playing. "And I don't say that to a lot of people. Remind me, how old are you?"
"Sixteen," said Jay. "Well, except for Sara, she just turned fifteen." This last remark earned him an elbow in the ribs from his girlfriend. Everybody laughed, and the corners of Chris's mouth even turned up a little.
"Well, I'd better get back to the studio," he said. "By the way, what was the name?"
They all looked at Nathan and said in unison, "Blue Cats."