Gabby yelled into the dead microphone. She tapped it twice and handed it over to Brandy who blew on it a couple times and gave it back to her. It was like watching Tweedledee and Tweedledum blast into the twenty-first century, and I giggled as Emily patted my shoulders. “Are you laughing at your friends?” she teased. I smiled and sat back in the chair, sipping my soda water with orange juice. “Let’s show Lily what she’s going to be missing. Wild nights of clubbing, singing karaoke, and—” Brandy stopped and tilted her head at Gabby. “What else will she be missing?” “Beats me,” Gabby snickered, and hit the microphone against her hip to make it work. “Guys, we heard you without it.” I smiled. “You’re that loud.” Tori threw her head back with laughter, and Emily stood up and climbed on the stage with them. We were at a small karaoke bar, and all the tables were full since it was a rainy Saturday night. Emily walked over to the machine and scrolled through the songs.
