Backstage Pass - Episode 1
by Cade Scott
Hey, this is Amber :)
Sorry, who?
OMG! I am so sorry. I think someone gave me your number as a prank.
It was that Hunter guy, wasn't it? Country stars are such jerks…
Lol wait…is this the real Hunter Shaw?
Sure is!
Glad to see you weren't scared away by my good looks and charming personality ;)
Or the fact that you're a celebrity.
Well yeah, that too.
Aren't you supposed to be warming-up for the big concert or something?
Nah, I've got plenty of time before I go on stage.
Ummm…according to my watch, it's already 8:46…
You're following the opener at 9, right?
Like I said, plenty of time!
Lol, you don’t have some pre-concert ritual or something?
I thought all you rock stars do.
Hey listen, I’m my own man! 😉
But yeah…I have one. It's not much though.
Lol, what's on the list? Texting random girls from the meet and greet?
Haha not quite.
What then?
To be honest…
I usually eat a huge burrito and chug a Mountain Dew.
And then relax by watching an episode of Gilmore Girls.
You're kidding!
What can I say? I’m all about a good guilty pleasure.
Oh yeah? What episode did you watch then?
The one where Rory and Dean break up for the first time.
Aw! How are you going to get past this heartbreak before you perform?
Haha, to tell you the truth, it’s gonna be a challenge…
But I’m a man of talent.
Lol, you’re ridiculous. Also, t-minus ten minutes to show time…
That’s right! I should probably get out of the crowd and make my way backstage.
Wait, you're in the crowd?!
Sure am! It’s another part of my pre-concert ritual.
And to be honest, probably the biggest one.
I like to stand in the crowd to get a good sense of the energy.
It reminds me of the days I used to sit back and enjoy the show, rather than run it.
That makes sense I guess. But how do you not get recognized?
Promise to keep it secret?
Of course!
I have a wig. And a fake beard.
Makes me look like I'm a creepy 40-year-old.
Lol, what?? Why that disguise?
Idk…it keeps people away!
Fair enough!
I'm not convinced though…
If you're in the crowd, where are you?
Look towards the middle section…
I’m about three quarters of the way toward the back. I’m waving.
OMG. That's you?!
You're right, you totally give off the 40-year-old creepy guy look.
:) Hold on a sec. Gotta run.
OK. Backstage and ready to go.
And you're still texting me?!
Of course. Why wouldn't I be?
Umm…because you're about to sing??
What can I say? I like texting you.
Then I have to ask…
Fire away!
Why?
Why did you want my number in the first place?
Ahhh, I wondered when we would get to that.
Amber, the minute you walked into the meet and greet, I knew you were special.
I couldn't look away.
OMG stop. How could you possibly know feel that way, just like that?
I'm serious! And I wasn't just moved by your beauty.
There was just something about you…
About the way you treated the people around you.
Usually, girls that come to meet and greets are ready to tear each other's eyes out for the first autograph.
Someone thinks highly of himself ;)
Haha no! I am just saying.
Maybe I was eavesdropping on you. Maybe a little…
But the way you talked to people…
It was like you got to know total strangers in a matter of minutes.
Lol, my friends make fun of me for that. They say I could talk to a wall.
I think it’s a skill. You have so much energy!
When you got to me, you looked me right in the eyes.
You gave me a real smile.
I just about asked you on a date right then—
In front of everyone at the meet and greet crowd.
But then I realized you'd probably be murdered by the other fans if I did that.
Lol, still so modest, I see.
Though it’s also the truth 😝
In that moment, I wished it wasn’t.
Anyway, that’s why I signed your poster with my number on it.
Thank GOODNESS you actually texted me!
I almost didn’t.
Big star, big ego. Seems like a lot of drama to me ;)
Well, thank you for changing your mind :)
Really though, I'm glad you texted.
Glad you gave me your number.
Uh oh! Lights are going dim!
That they are. Pause for a moment…deal?
Lol ok!
Amber picks her head up from her phone, letting herself get lost in the world around her.
She watches Hunter Shaw stride onto stage, his walk casual and cool.
He drags his voice, like gravelly honey, across the microphone as he sings his first song.
And after the song comes to a close…
His voice reverberates through the sound system as he speaks to the audience.
I’m gonna try something a little bit different here.
Will y’all bear with me?
The crowd erupts into a cheer.
He starts singing the next song, immediately stepping off the stage as he hits the first note.
He stalks through the crowds, looking so impossibly sexy.
Amber is completely entranced.
Before she knows it, the song has ended.
And Hunter’s stopped directly in front of Amber.
Again, his voice echoes over the mic.
But this time, it feels like they’re the only ones in the room.
Are you gonna join me on stage or what?
Excuse me?
Hunter picks his head up looking around at the crowd.
Oh no, looks like the lady’s feeling shy.
Can I get some applause from all y’all so she’ll feel welcome to join me on stage?
Hunter winks at Amber.
I need to show her how I feel.
There’s an audible gasp and then the crowd breaks into a raucous applause.
Shaking her head, Amber stands slowly.
Her legs feel like jelly.
But somehow, she follows Hunter Shaw up onto the stage.
Under the bright lights, she feels the crowd’s energy pulsing through her veins.
And then the whole arena goes completely silent when Hunter starts to sing.
It’s a brand new song and it’s…beautiful.
And she knows that he’s singing it just for her.
20 minutes later
Hunter and Amber are huddled together backstage.
His eyes dance across her face.
So you liked it?
One of the best concerts I’ve ever been to.
WHAT?! Not THE best??
Haha I’m just kidding. That was amazing.
Thanks. That song was for you, by the way.
Wrote it after the meet and greet.
No way…
Way. And I have something for you.
Okay…
Hunter holds out a calloused hand and Amber hesitates.
Biting her lip, she places her hand in his.
And feels like she’s found home.
Hunter stands up, pulling her with him.
They race down a long hall and take a right at the end.
Hunter pushes open a door.
What’s is this?
Just a candlelight pizza dinner with a country boy and his guitar.
No wig or fake beard, huh?
No wig. And I guess I don’t have to put the fake beard on either.
Oh no. Put the fake beard on.
Amber breaks out into a fit of giggles.
But Hunter grabs the beard off the counter and solemnly hands it to her.
She turns to him…
Inches away so she can wrap the disguise around his face.
Before she can lift her hands up—
His lips are on her lips, devouring her.
And his stubble scrapes her chin like gravelly honey…
Sticky sweet.
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