Chapter One
"Ooh! Did you hear?"
"Yeah! Moonstruck is coming... here!!! Here of all places!" Delighted squeals echoed from young freshmans Etcetera and Electra as Demeter walked down the hallways. Her shoulder-length black hair waved around her round face and the junior queen looked over her shoulder. Blond wavy hair bounced in ringlets around Etcetera's cute, youthful face, contrasted by the spear-cut straight reddish-brown hair around Electra's sharp features. They were staring adoringly up at a poster on the wall, and Demeter squinted her eyes to focus on the people. She desperately needed her glasses, but was too lazy to dig them out of her deep purse.
Three toms, all probably over twenty, were posed basically at the center of the golden poster. The drummer sat on the right on a turned chair, one arm draped over his legs, the other lifting his chin arrogantly. His short black hair was spiked straight back and his icy blue eyes stared out at Demeter with an arrogant smirk spread lazily across his sensual lips. The bass guitarist was on the left side of the cropped area, his body turned to a profile and his face turned just slightly to look through the oddly highlighted rusty russet hair. One piercing amber-colored eye gazed out at the world with disinterest. His hands were resting on his guitar, and one foot was propped up to look like it was against a wall. But it was the lead singer slash guitarist who caught Demeter's attention.
His attention seemed on something to the right, higher up than all the girls staring at the posters. The microphone was poised in his right hand just shy of his turned left cheek. His deep brown eyes reflected the light around him, and it shone off his blond streaked light brown hair. It was styled in a slightly messy fashion, but it wasn't like he'd just rolled out of bed. Parts of the interesting hair flicked out around his face and off his head. His muscles could easily be made out around the strap of the guitar that was slung across his back.
"I hope the guys will stay for some autographs. I just really, really, really want Tugger's autograph. His voice is so amazing." Cettie crooned, her round blue eyes staring up longingly at the poster.
"It's too bad he's, like, what? Twenty-three?" Electra snorted, obviously in disdain of the attractive guys posing on the poster. Waving a hand at it, she turned and propped her lean, tom-boyish up against the wall.
"Too much trouble with guys, if you ask me..." Demeter's full lips curled at the ends as she continued down the hall. She didn't know many people since she'd just transferred here, and even if she did know the face, no names came to her. Except one...
"Hey Deme, girlfriend. What's up?" Bombalurina, a popular senior and quick friend of the new queen, waltzed up in her super-high stiletto heels, tight jean skirt and equally tight turquoise tank top. Demeter's golden-green eyes came up and she grinned at her friend.
"Hey Bomba. Not too much, just overhearing some girls talking about some band called Moonstruck." Rolling her blue eyes dramatically, Bombalurina snaked her long arm around the shorter Demeter's shoulders and followed her friend down the hall. Bombalurina had figured out that though Demeter was the same age as her, she was a year behind, and being who she was, decided to be friends anyways. She liked Demeter, and found that Deme was always there if you needed her.
"Oh yes, Moonstruck. You wanna come see them with me? Cass dropped out at the last minute. She couldn't get the time off work..." Demeter's nose wrinkled at the thought, but she nodded her head. Bomba grinned down at her and flicked her fiery red hair out of her face. The flirtacious senior shot a playful wink at a group of younger toms as they passed.
"You'll have to come and pick me up; my mom took the car in for repairs and apparently it was in worse shape that we'd first thought. My mom's got the other car so she can get to work." Bombalurina laughed and hugged Demeter lightly. Her blue eyes were flicking from tom to tom as they went down the hall, as if preying on them with her eyes.
"That's fine, I've got the tickets already, so we're going to the Friday show. Hopefully there aren't too many squealing Moonstruck fans in the front row." Wide eyed in disbelief, Demeter stared up into Bomba's grin.
"Front row? Holy crap, how the hell did you manage that one?" Demeter asked in an awed voice. Bomba waved her hand and shook her hair out of her face again.
"I just did... big secret. I can't tell you here!" The taller queen said, winking down into her friend's scowl.
"I know this guy..." Letting a laugh peel over her, Demeter looked up at her taller friend with amusement sparkling in her eyes.
"There's always a guy where you're involved." Bomba frowned and waved her hand at the comment and continued.
"Well, I happened to be a good friend of the drummers... so I scored front row tickets to Moonstruck's show as well as two backstage passes." Demeter barely stiffled the groan at the thought of going and talking to some arrogant jerks. Bombalurina looked at her curiously, one elegantly arched brow raised.
"Since you've said you're coming, I can introduce you to the guys. They're all really sweet, except Alonzo, who's a big arrogant showoff." Rolling her golden green eyes, Deme grinned.
"Uh-huh... let me guess, he's an ex-boyfriend." The sly smile that spread over Bomba's red lips worried Demeter slightly, but she tilted her head so her friend could whisper in her ear.
"Current boyfriend, actually..." Demeter's eyes widened and she stared up at Bombalurina. Putting a finger over her lips, Bomba winked.
"Shh, you have to promise not to tell. He's gonna announce it at the show on Friday; and Tugger's singing a song 'bout under cover relationships. Oh! You'll just love Tugger!" Demeter rolled her eyes and stopped at her locker.
"I'm sure I will."