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"So you wanted to come to Boston, but you don't want to meet any new people," Callie asked, rolling her eyes. "You've never been the shy type."

"Don't push her," James said, patting Amelia on the shoulder, "she's been mortal longer than we have."

"Thank you," she said smiling at him. "Besides, we're supposed to be auditioning people for the band, not making friends. I never said I wanted to make friends."

"Hey," said a familiar voice. Pogue was standing in the driveway next to his motorcycle, smiling at her. "I heard you moved to the neighborhood thought I'd drop by."

She hadn't even heard him drive up. She jumped up and ran to him throwing her arms around him. "I haven't seen you in a couple of months."

"Yeah, well, Reid doesn't exactly lie low, so I figured you would be the one to do so," he kissed the top of her head. "We all miss you; him too."

She frowned and sat back down on the couch. He leaned against the wall, shrugging off his jacket. "So, I hear you're having auditions for a drummer and a guitarist."

Callie nodded. "We're going on with the whole band thing for a while. Just until we're forced to become responsible adults."

"In other words, when Amelia runs out of money?" Pogue asked, raising his eyebrow, to which Callie replied. "Exactly."

"So what about you're old house in Ipswich, Ames?" he asked, taking a seat next to her.

"I'm renting it out to a family who moved here from Maine."

"Hey," James said, nodding in the direction of the driveway. A slender girl with an athletic frame and silvery blond hair approached carrying both a guitar case and drumsticks. Callie glanced over at Amelia and mouthed, 'her eyes.' They were gray like her own, and Callie's. James's eyes had been the exception to the group; his were the color of gold.

"Auditioning for both spots?" James asked and she nodded. "That way I have a better chance." She stuck out her hand. "I'm Diana."

Callie raised an eyebrow at James and Amelia felt as if she were missing something. Pogue stood up suddenly, eyeing Diana, as if sensing something. "I gotta get back to the shop, but we should hang out, you know, not not talk to each other."

Amelia merely nodded and Pogue added, "You may have broken up with Reid, but you didn't break up with the rest of us, kid."

Callie waited until after Pogue was gone before saying loudly. "You're in, pick you're spot."

Diana shrugged. "Whichever's cool with me; just glad to be back with some familiar faces."

Amelia shook her head in confusion. "Am I missing something?"

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"I went and saw Amelia today," Pogue said, breaking. Reid leaned on his pool cue and glared at him. "Yeah, and what the fuck did you do that for?"

"Bitter much?" Pogue asked before shrugging. "Just to see what's going on. She's my friend."

Reid wandered around the side of the table and looking for a good shot. "I want her back, man," he said after a moment, turning to Pogue, "I miss her like crazy."

"Well, you should have thought about that before you stuck to every co-ed you met," Pogue said apathetically. Reid rubbed his chin. "That's just it; I did, but for some reason I couldn't help myself. It was like I was being controlled by some completely different force."

"Well, go talk to her," Pogue said, trying to be encouraging. Reid shook his head. "I doubt she'll want to see me."

"Whatever, man." Pogue shrugged his shoulders. "If you're going to be a pussy and give up then fine, be that way, but don't come bitching to any of us."

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"Look, Amelia," Diana said, turning her sharp gaze on her, "we saw what was going on with you down here, how it seemed you were so happy that we just decided to try for ourselves."

"We?" Amelia asked slowly. Diana nodded. "Yeah, lots of us. Not all, mind you, but most."

"Am I interrupting anything?" a familiar voice asked. Callie looked up and glared at him. "Yeah, Garwin, you kind of are."

"Garwin," he made a face. "Who the fuck is Garwin?"

Callie opened her mouth to say something, glaring openly when Amelia elbowed her. "His eyes, Callie." His eyes were the color of molten steel rimmed in red. He leaned against the arm of the couch, flashing Amelia an extremely charming grin. "So, I'm Jesse and you must be the most gorgeous lady I've ever met."

Something about him made Amelia feel ill at ease. Before she could say anything Callie aid in an enthusiastic voice, "You're in." She whirled on her friend and hissed, "Callie!"

Callie only glared at her. "What? We need another person and he's cute-"

"Well, I know he's cute, but he looks like my ex!"

"Ouch," Jesse said, throwing a hand up to his heart. They both ignored him and Callie continued, "Look I didn't want to say anything, but Caleb called, "and they're going to be this huge party at the Dells to kick off Spring Break and-"

"That's three months from now! We don't have any music down hardly!" she nearly screamed, "You're supposed to be the one who thinks things through, not just goes along with it!"

"Look, I've been down here just as long as you have and-"

James cleared his throat and jerked his head in Jesse's direction. He was staring at them with mischief in his eyes. Amelia only groaned and put her head in her hands. "We'll talk about this later. I have a dinner to go to."

"With who?" Callie asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Pogue," she mumbled, causing Callie to huff, "I thought you were trying to distance yourself from Reid, not mack on one of his best friends."

Amelia threw on her Jacket and frowned. "I don't mack on people and you know it. Besides, me and Pogue just have a lot in common."

Callie snorted and fell back in her chair. "Oh, like what? Besides the obvious having exes who were total sluts."

"Oh my god, I am not explaining myself to you," Amelia snapped, grabbing the keys to her 67 GTO. Callie frowned, "Well, I guess the band can wait."

"Yeah, it can," Amelia called over her shoulder as she climbed into her car and sped out of the driveway.

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