THIRTY-SEVEN
Nathan swung his arms wider as we walked through the deserted Arena as if he was trying to make himself look bigger and scarier. Whenever we encountered someone else, he stiffened and looked at them suspiciously while moving just that bit closer to me.
I found myself smiling at the protective display, knowing it wasn't necessary. No one recognised me. No one ever did. Five years of working in one of Australia's most popular bands and no one looked twice at me. The spotlight was on Jason both onstage and off – we'd made sure of that from the beginning. So without my dramatic, dark clothes and makeup, I was just another groupie or teenage fan to most people. Hell, they didn't even know my name. So much for a rock star life. The money was nice, though. And walking onto that st
