He watched the newcomer from a distance, and hated him instantly. He didn’t just dislike him, no, he hated him with his whole being. It didn’t make much sense. The new one hadn’t given him any reason to hate him. But he was only thirteen, he didn’t need reasons to hate someone. And as everyone else joined in to welcome the guy into the group, Nick stayed behind, watching, just waiting for the newcomer to make a mistake, to give Nick a reason to hate him even more. He knew he was being a brat, he could tell by Howie’s dirty looks towards him that told him to suck it up and deal with it. Howie knew about his hatred, but didn’t share it, which pissed off Nick even more. He had never understood why they needed five people in this group, had thought four was enough, hell, he’d even thought three was enough, but their manager didn’t agree.
Kevin had come first, invading their tight group of three, and Nick just couldn’t hate him. He was everything Nick had ever wanted to be. The guy was independent, working as a performer at Disneyland, ready to make his dreams come true. He was a hard worker, a decent singer and he fitted in the group perfectly. It also helped that he used to be a quarterback in High School, dating the hottest cheerleaders, which made his image of the ‘cool guy’ even more perfect. Nick wanted to be a quarterback, but his scrawny little ass would probably never fit into a football team.
No, Kevin was cool, too cool to argue with, which led to Nick accepting him almost immediately from the moment he came in to audition. They had decided unanimously that Kevin would be their bass, which made AJ very happy, cause he hated being the bass. They had first assigned AJ to the task, cause Howie was lead, and had never been bass before, and Nick’s voice hadn’t changed enough to be anything but falsetto. It had been perfect. Just the four of them, everyone had their own place, and no one felt left out. Kevin hadn’t complained at all about being the bass, actually said it was pretty ‘cool’. Kevin was a good guy, as far as Nick was concerned, he didn’t hate the fact that Kevin was in the band, he loved it. He did, however, hate the fact that Kevin had a younger cousin who supposedly also deserved a position in their band.
It wasn’t Kevin’s fault. Lou had asked him if he knew anyone else who’d fit in a boy band and Nick had laughed his ass off at Kevin’s reaction. The older man didn’t think the word ‘boy band’ was appropriate, in fact, he didn’t think it was ‘cool’ to be in a boy band. No, they weren’t a boy band, Kevin made that very clear that day. They were a ‘vocal harmonizing’ group, because Kevin was not gay, so he didn’t belong in a boy band. Nick thought that Kevin’s argumentation was good enough and agreed fully. So did the others. But that what was walking into Lou’s apartment right now could only be described as the biggest nerd Nick had ever seen in his life.
22 years later: September 2015
He watched the newcomer from a distance, and hated him instantly. He didn’t just dislike him, no, he hated him with his whole being. It didn’t make much sense. The new one hadn’t given him any reason to hate him. But he wasn’t Brian. He would never be Brian. And that was reason enough.