Calliope looked at her bandmates and sighed. Miriam looked up from the book she was reading.
"What's wrong, Calli?" she asked.
"We still don't have anyone to tour with..." She replied, crushing a piece of paper she held in her hands. Raven smiled.
"Someone will take us soon." she said. Calliope shrugged. Kiah laughed.
"Don't worry, be happy," she smirked. Calli rolled her eyes at the always sarcastic drummer. Each girl went back to what they were doing: Miriam was reading, Raven was playing with her tarot cards, Calli was attempting to write a song, Kiah was drumming on the table in front of her, and Amee was doodling in a sketchbook.
All of a sudden, Miriam's cell phone rang, breaking the serene silence. Calliope looked at her, raising her eyebrow in question. Miriam waved her hand as if to say "i'll tell you later". Calli shrugged and picked up her pen, chewing on the end of it.
Miriam grinned brightly when she hung up. "Gals, you are never going to believe who we are now opening for."
"You are never going to believe what happened to me today," Raven said suddenly, looking up from her spread of cards. "What's up, Miry? Anyone decent?"
"I bet you'll never guess," Miriam smiled.
"Oh, come on," Amee smiled. "Don't torture us, Miss Miriam."
"And why not?" Miriam laughed. "It's not hard with you four."
"What's that supposed to mean, missy?" Calli asked, making a face at Miriam.
"Oh, nothing," Miriam smiled sweetly. "Anyhow," she continued, "We are opening for the Backstreet Boys."
"BSB?" Kiah asked, smiling.
"Yep, the ones and only," Miriam laughed.
"But we're not teenypop stars," Raven asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Who knows," Miriam shrugged. "But be happy, you'll meet Howie." Raven smiled and nodded.