The night was just getting started, it was hot, humid, and sweat was already dripping from their foreheads as they walked onto the stage. "Hello Minneapolis! Are you ready to get this party started?" Logan yelled into the microphone, trying to get the crowd fired up.

He played a little tune with his guitar, was feeling warm and stopped, looked out at some of the girls in the front row screaming his name while removing the guitar strap from his shoulder, and quickly pulled his shirt up over his head throwing it out into the crowd for one lucky person to have.

Logan stood on stage with the microphone standing in front of him, sweating up a storm from the humidity, the heat of the lights shining on him, and all the bodies around him. Singing Let's Get Rocked, playing his guitar like no other could, and grinning at how fired up the crowd was.

The girls in the front row were crooning, jumping up and down, all while reaching their arms out as far as they could, hoping he would step away from the mic to touch them. Desperately wanting to be noticed by him as they called out his name, yelling I love you Logan!

Girls were always throwing themselves at his feet, even going as far as offering themselves to him backstage during their meet and greet, and autograph signings. He at times did bring a female back to his tour bus, giving them something they would never forget, his master of ceremonies. He loved the attention, loved it all, but at times felt there was something missing in his life. He was twenty-six, and was well known to everyone as a ladies man. He may be single, and was enjoying his life that way, but was beginning to want more than having that one-night stand with a woman.

If someone were to ask Logan where he saw their band six years ago, he would tell you that he never would have expected for them to get this far, even though it was always his dream to be where they were at today. He thought back to how it all started when he was seventeen, and sat in his basement writing music, singing his own songs while playing his keyboard, or guitar. He was determined and got an idea, he knew his friends played guitar, bass, and drums, and had them come over one night to see how interested they would be in forming a band. For a few years they practiced in their parents' garages, basements and played at some of their family events, singing whatever songs they requested.

Hoping to get picked up by a record label, they made numerous demo tapes and sent them out to all the major record companies they knew of. With no such luck with a phone call, or letter, they were about to hang it up until Logan heard about a promising gig at a bar in downtown Vegas. It was amateur night, and heard agents, other bar owners, as well as well-known head honchos would be there looking to hire bands for upcoming events.

For the next week they prepared themselves for the big night, and changed their band name from Logan and his Cronies, to The Wicked Lollipops.

They walked into the crowded establishment, stood in line, and signed in. Then worked their way on over to the bar. "Ah Logan?" Tim asked, scratching his head while looking at the piece of paper that someone handed him as they walked by.

Logan turned around, excited and pumped up for people, other than family to hear them sing, and smiled wide "Timmy Tim, what's up?" he asked, excitedly slapping the sides of his arms.

He showed him the paper and pointed "Did you see the type of music we're supposed to be singing tonight?"

Logan grabbed the paper, read the requirements and ran his hand through his hair "Shit, nostalgia back to the 80's night... No, I didn't see that, I was just too excited when I heard about amateur night, and a chance to be hired, that I assumed we were singing our own music."

"What are we going to do?" Rick nervously asked.

"Well..." Logan thought for a moment and smiled "That's easy, we sing what they want to hear."

Rick looked around the dive bar that appeared to be run down, looked at what kind of people were there, and saw how everyone was into the music, singing, cheering, whistling, and looked back at Logan "We're not prepared for this, should we just come back another time?"

Logan grabbed Rick's shirt using both hands, pulled him to him, got in his face, and smiled "Don't you get it? This is our chance, we've been singing these songs for years anyway, I know we can do this... we'll give them what they want to hear, and once our foot is in the door, we sing what we've worked hard on these past few years." He let him go, and began shoving his way over to the bar, ordering four beers, and four shots of fireball to calm his friends down.

He grabbed the beers and lined them up against his chest, and pressed his arm tightly against the bottles. He then grabbed the shots using his fingers, and carefully worked his way back to his friends, trying not to drop or spill their drinks.

As Logan approached, Sam grabbed the shots from his fingers and handed them out while Logan handed out the beers. "So... Logan... what are we going to sing now?" Sam curiously asked, as he drank his shot.

"What everyone likes to hear when they're looking to get the party started... we all know the song, and have played it together many times." Logan drank his shot, then started drinking his beer as he listened to the band on stage play. The band finished, and next thing they heard was their band being called up to the stage. "We're up!" Logan said happily, and thrilled.

They all slammed their drinks, headed over to the stage and grabbed the instruments that were provided. Rick sat down behind the drums, grabbed the sticks and waited for Logan's cue to see what they were about to sing. The guys got their guitars and bass ready to play and once Logan turned around with the mic in hand and started off singing Love is like a bomb... they knew exactly what song he wanted to do, and began playing.

Logan turned back to the anxiously waiting ears, placed the mic back on the stand, and began to sing and play the guitar. They had the crowd dancing, riled up, and singing along with them. They were pumped, sang like pro's, and were loving the reactions they were receiving.

All in smiles knowing they had a good performance, they headed off the stage, and was stopped by a tall, clean-cut middle-aged gentleman. "Hello boys... my name is Grant Cummings, a music talent agent here in Las Vegas." he says, handing Logan his business card "I liked the sound of you guys, and thought you put out an excellent performance. May we go somewhere quiet, and talk?"

"Sure!" the guys said, all looking at each other. They followed the man into an area towards the back of the bar, and into a room that looked like a conference room. They all sat down around the table anxiously waiting to hear what he had to say.

Grant opened his briefcase, and pulled out packets. "Is it just you four guys?" he asked, handing them each a packet to look over, with a contract resting beside him.

"It is." Logan responded. "My name is Logan, and that's Sam, Rick and Tim." he said pointing to each one of his friends as he introduced them, all reaching across the table to shake the agent's hand.

"I see... would you ever consider adding a female to your band?"

They all looked at each other shrugging their shoulders, Logan then turned to face the agent, wondering why he would ask a question like that "It's never crossed our minds, why?"

"I would highly suggest it. I represent for the casinos in the Vegas area, as well as for all the counties of Nevada. If you haven't figured out the reasoning behind the nostalgia night tonight, it's because that is what they're looking for right now. They're looking for fresh faces, ones who are determined to hit it big. And one of their requirements, is they would also like to see a female included in the band."

"Sir, with all due respect, I think we would be better off without a female. We don't need a woman nagging and complaining, or bossing us around when something doesn't go her way." Logan tried saying politely. "As for nostalgia music, why? Can we not sing our own music?"

Grant set his pen down, folded his hands and rested them on the table. "If you're not interested, why did you come here tonight?"

"Oh, we are interested! But to be honest, we came here tonight thinking we were going to be singing our own music, we were a little surprised when we saw what was supposed to be sung tonight."

"Nostalgia is what they're looking for right now, it's in high demand, and they would like to see a female involved with the band. It makes you look better, you'll be able to do monster ballad duets, and she'll be able to sing some of the songs they're wanting to hear. Now, if you're not interested, I can take those packets back, place the contract back in my briefcase, and look for someone who is wanting the job, and you can continue on your quest to finding a different agent."

"Sir, if that's what they want, then my friends and I will do whatever it takes." Rick says, looking over at Logan with a raised eyebrow, and thinking Logan better shut his mouth.

"Excellent... so, are we all on the same page?" Grant asked, looking at each one of them.

"Where do we sign?" asked Logan. Seeing Rick's look in his eye, he knew he better knock it off and take what they are being given. He then thought it would be the best way to get their foot into the business, and hopefully turn it into something better later. "How soon do we need to find a female?" he asked with a sigh, still not liking the idea.

"As soon as you can... as a matter of fact, if you need help finding one, I do have some females that have tried out for us, and who are looking to be in a band. I can give them a call tomorrow and set up a time for them to try out for the position, unless you have someone else in mind?"

"Call them up." Sam smiled, reaching for the contract, and taking it away from Logan.

The next day Grant called Logan, informing him that that there were five excited girls willing to try out for the band, and for all of them to be there in two hours.

Logan and his friends sat in a room, waiting to meet the girls. The first one walked in, and the guys instantly turned their noses up, but listened to her sing anyway. They thought she had an excellent voice, but wasn't their type and thanked her for trying out. The second girl they didn't like at all, the third one walked in and all their eyes were glued to the brunette beauty. They liked the way she looked and how she was dressed in a mini skirt, showing off her long thin legs. They liked her voice and enthusiasm, and told her to hang around. The fourth one was another no go, then had Grant send in the last one.

The final girl walked in, she had long blonde hair, bright blue eyes and was wearing tight faux leather pants, and a faux leather bustier corset top that perfectly fit her bulging breasts. The guys looked at each other wide eyed, looked back at her, and asked her to sing. Once she finished, they talked amongst themselves while the other two girls sat in another room waiting to hear their decision.

"What do you think guys? The brunette, or the blonde? They both have a voice, the looks and both look like they would fit in with us." Logan started to say "Personally, I like the blonde much better."

Sam laughed "Yea I'm sure you do, I saw your tongue hanging out when she walked in... quit thinking with your dick, and let's decide on who to choose."

Logan looked at each one, asking who they should hire. Being it was a tie, they asked for the girls to sing another song before they made their decision. After they sang again, the guys talked, made their final decision and called Grant back into the room.

The two girls were in another room, nervously waiting to hear who they decided on, with both hoping they were the chosen one. Grant walked into the room, looked at the brunette, then over to the blonde. "They made their decision, and wanted me to let you know that you both did very well. And that it was a hard decision for them to make, but they have decided to go with Brooklyn." He looked at the brunette, and gave her an apologetic look "I'm sorry Octavia."

For the next couple weeks, they practiced day and night with the song choices that were chosen for their upcoming concert. The night before the concert, they decided to go out and celebrate for all their hard work, and headed over to the casino that they were to be playing at. They played some slots, then decided to hit one of the bars inside the casino.

During the two weeks Brooklyn worked with the guys, she developed a liking to Logan. She thought he was sexy, and had a great body. She loved singing her duets with him, and at times noticed how he looked in her eyes while they sang, that it sometimes had her heart fluttering. They never really talked, unless it was about the music they were singing and was hoping to finally have a conversation with him.

She bought a round of shots, and brought them over to the table they were seated at. "Hope you all like tequila!" she smiled as she set the shots down in the center of the table.

"Tequila!?! Of course, we like it... we also like when women drink it, and see what they do after having a few." Rick snickered as he grabbed his shot. "So, keep on drinking them!" he tells her with a big grin.

She giggled knowing where he was going with it, picked her shot up, and walked over to Logan. She held her shot glass to his, and smiled "Cheers... hopefully we can enjoy the rest of the night, and have ourselves an excellent night tomorrow."

"Cheers." he tells her, clinking his glass to hers, then taking his shot. He set the glass down on the table, and looked away from her. The way she was looking at him with bedroom eyes, had his heart beating faster, and his best leg of three doing all the thinking.

"Would you care to dance?" she asked.

He stood up, grabbed her hand and walked her to the dance floor. He placed his one hand on the small of her back, and pulled her against him while holding her other hand. He looked her in the eyes and saw the sparkling of her blue eyes staring back at him that he had to look away.

"So, what's your deal?" she asked, extending her head over to look at him.

"What do you mean?" he asks while turning his head toward hers.

"In the two weeks we've worked together, you have not said one word to me. The only times you have, is when it has to do with the songs we're singing... I'm curious as to why?"

He shook his head and shrugged his shoulders "What's there to talk about, other than business?"

She tightened her lips and shook her head up and a down a little, she had a feeling what his deal was, and raised her eyebrows "I see... I'm guessing by the way you've acted around me; you think I'm in your way, am I right?"

"In my way?" he laughed.

"Yes... Grant told me right from the beginning you were only wanting an all guy band, and when he suggested that you add a female to your band, you weren't too thrilled about it."

"Yes, that's true... I worked hard for three years building our band, then for us to be told we needed to have a female, of course I would be upset."

"So, I'm right... I am in your way." she said taking a deep breath "You think by having me in your band, you'll lose out on having all the girls you want." He looked away wanting to ignore her, and she knew instantly that she was right. She laughed, looked down below, then leaned into his ear while removing her hand from his and placed it over his crotch "I'll bet you don't even know how to use it." she said, before walking away from him, leaving him standing there thinking.

She walked over to the guys, grabbed her belongings and looked back at Logan who was walking toward her with an angry look on his face "Well, it's been fun, see you all tomorrow." she said in a hurry. 

She stormed off, and the guys gave Logan a strange look when he came back to the table "What was that all about?" Tim asked.

Logan reached for his beer, watched her walk out of the bar, and laughed "She thinks she knows me, but I'll show her..."

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