Page 48 of Wylder & the Rising Rockstar
“Because the same can’t be said for you.”
“Oh, thanks.” Her eyes narrowed. “If that’s the wisdom you came to drop on me, you can leave now.”
“No, you don’t get it. Logan won’t just get over this, you have to make him. He needs you, Wylder.”
“I doubt that.”
Logan had been right. She made everything more complicated. Nothing was ever just simple, easy, not once she got involved. And he didn’t want that. There was nothing she could do to change his mind.
Luke let out a dramatic sigh. “Don’t be dumb. Logan might want simple, but it’s not what he needs. You brought something out in him that I have never seen.” He leaned down to meet her gaze. “Did you know I’ve been trying to get him on stage with me for years?”
She shook her head.
“He couldn’t do it. It wasn’t a choice. It was fear. Getting up and singing in front of people terrifies him. But you… it’s like you took away that fear.”
“No, I didn’t. He was still scared.” She remembered the deer-in-the-headlights look he’d had.
“But he overcame it. For you. Wylder, I’ve never seen him even try.”
“Really?”
Luke nodded. “When I saw that video of you two, that’s when I knew.”
“Knew what?”
“That he needed you more than he needed me.”
“No, that’s not—"
“True? It is, and it’s okay. I love my brother, but we’ve been all each other had for way too long. We can’t always rely on each other. I don’t care what he’s said to you or how many times he’s broken up with you, I’m asking you to fight him, fightforhim.”
Wylder twisted her hands together. “What if I’m all out of fight?”
“Then you aren’t the girl I thought you were.” His eyes caught on the notebook beside her, the page she’d read way too many times the last few days. “What’s that?” He snatched it before she could stop him. “A song?”
Crossing her arms, she glared at him. “For the Winter Review.”
“What’s that?”
“Like a talent show. It’s right after winter break. Logan and I were supposed to perform.”
“This song?” He tapped the notebook.
Wylder only shrugged.
Luke’s eyes scanned the page. “It’s good.”
“Just good?” Apparently, they were done discussing Logan, and she hated the relief she felt at that.
He pointed to a pencil on the table next to her bed. “May I?”
“Go ahead.” Some people were protective of their songs, but Wylder didn’t mind suggestions if it made them better. Her ego wasn’t so big she thought her words couldn’t be improved.
Luke crossed something out and showed it to her. “Your chorus is just a bit wordy. Try taking out these connector words, and when you sing, hit your emphasis on the ‘see’ inwe can seeand stretch it out a bit.”
Wylder sang through the chorus with his suggestions, realizing he was right. It was snappier.
When she finished, she found Luke staring at her. “Do I have something on my face?”
