Chapter 53

Troy sat in his bedroom, watching television but not paying attention to what was on the screen. He had his drumsticks out and was tapping away on the footstool in front of him.

“Should I really try out for Cort’s band?” he muttered. “Is that something I want?”

He pictured himself behind the drums while Cort and Bradford played in front of him.

Grinning at the picture, he nodded and asked, “Why not? What would happen if I did it? I might enjoy myself? If I didn’t do it, I’d probably spend the rest of my life wondering what if I had joined the band?”

Standing up, he reached for his phone and sent Cort a text, letting him know that he did want to audition for the band.

He set the phone down and took a deep breath.

“Man, I wish it was warmer,” he said. “I’m so full of energy right now, I’d love to kick the ball around the park.”

His phone dinged, letting him know he had a text. Practically diving for it, he saw Cort had responded with a time to come by the band’s practic