Page 41 of How to Be a Rockstar's Girlfriend

“He’s my first relative besides my mom and I’m starting to wonder what all the fuss is about having big families,” I mutter.

Cayenne, an elderly woman who’s sat with my uncle before, bustles up the porch. “I’m here! You go along and have your night out, Mercy.” She pats my shoulder as she passes me.

“We’ll continue this conversation at my house,” Indigo declares.

Relief fills me. I don’t have money for a girls’ night out since Basil hasn’t paid me yet. “We’re not going to the bar?”

“Nope. The gossip gals have spies there.” Indigo winks.

“Who are the gossip gals?”

“A bunch of elderly women who pride themselves on being busybodies.”

“I heard you, Indigo Scott,” Cayenne hollers.

I groan. “Do all old people have excellent hearing in this town?”

“I’m not old!” Mercury shouts.

Indigo threads her arm through my elbow. “Let’s go. Girls’ night waits for no man.”

“Which makes sense considering it’s a girls’ night,” Virginia says.

“Buckle up, buttercup. You’re not going home to read your book anytime soon,” Indigo tells her. “Virginia prefers not to go outside after eight in the evening. She’s an eighty-year-old woman hiding in a twenty-nine-year-old’s body.”

“Preferring to stay at home doesn’t make me an old woman.”

“Personally,” Leia says. “I could do with a break from home before I strangle my twelve going on thirty-year-old daughter.”

“We’re here.” Indigo motions to a Colonial house.

“Wow. Your house is gorgeous.”

I’m not trying to flatter her. The house with its green exterior and bright red front door is gorgeous. There’s also a wraparound porch complete with a porch swing. I’d love to spend my evenings swinging on the porch relaxing after a long day of work.

“Thank you. It was my grandmother’s house.”

“My house is down the block.” Virginia points to a similar Colonial house a few doors down.

“Do you live on this block, too?” I ask Leia.

“No. I’m on the other side of town in a much more modest house.”

Indigo snorts. “More modest house your man doubled in size with an extension.”

Leia sighs. “I did try to stop him but do you know how many guitars Fender has?”

Virginia nods. “I can imagine.”

Indigo flings the door of her house open. “Welcome!”

“She is way too excited about a girls’ night,” Virginia mutters.

“Because this isn’t any girls’ night.” Indigo winks. “It’s Mercy’s initiation.”

I back up with my hands in the air. “Initiation? I’m not doing any weird shit like drink blood from a goat’s skull.”

“Don’t be silly. We won’t do any weird shit,” Indigo insists. “Besides, where would we get a goat’s skull?”

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