I’m in my dressing room with Ginger and Toni, two of my bandmates. They have no clue as to what is going to happen tonight. I’ve been with them both for such a long time. Ginger I’ve know since grade school. I close my eyes and picture her twenty years earlier, her hair in pigtails as we played on the monkey bars. She knows about Tommy Lee, but nothing else. I feel like I’m slightly betraying her.
A knock on the door. Its Jackson. He stands there looking more handsome then I remember. A knowing look sends my bandmates out. Time for the show to start,

“Hi Jackson, Glad you came,” I say as I put my hands around his neck. I reach up a give him a passionate kiss. He doesn’t pull away but brings me closer and something in his pull makes my heart race.
It’s a kiss I planned, but not the kiss I was expecting.