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"Right, I remember you saying that," Autumn said, nodding. "You're really good."
"Right, I remember you saying that," Autumn said, nodding. "You're really good."
"Thanks!" He smiled warmly at her. "I think you'd be able to hear some of my songs on the radio, they're rather popular at the moment."
"I'll be sure to listen for them. So, do you go by a stage name or something?" Autumn asked, resting her elbow on her knee and her chin on her hand.
"Mmm, I happen to." He smiled a little. "Did you want to know it by any chance?"
"I would, yes," Autumn laughed lightly. "You seem to be avoiding telling me, though."
Alex sighed. "As long as you don't tell anyone, okay? My producers don't want FBI agents following me around everywhere yet."
"Trust me, I would never," Autumn assured him, adding under her breath, "I understand more about needing privacy than you know…"
Alex squinted. "Oi, just because I'm a Rock Star doesn't mean I didn't catch that. What do you mean by that?"
Autumn's eyes widened slightly. He wasn't supposed to hear that.
"Nothing," she said, shaking her head. "It was nothing. Continue, please."
"I'll tell you my stage name if you fess up." Alex grinned; I'm a genius.
Autumn blushed and looked down at her hands, which were now folded in her lap.
"I… Ohmygosh. You're cruel," she said, looking up at him with a slight smile.
Alex put his hands on his hips. "Agree or decline, mate." He smiled triumphantly.
"Then I'll decline," Autumn said, smirking. "For now."
Alex gave a sigh of soft relief. “Good. Cuz I dunno if I’m prepared to tell you.”
Autumn laughed. "Well, I can't tell you, either. So I guess we'll both have to wonder, won't we?"
“Yep. Unless you really wanted to know, then you could just look up-“ He cut himself off.
Autumn raised an eyebrow. "Look up…?"
“Nothing. Don’t look up anything.” He grinned hastily at her, suggesting lying and foul play.
"Okay, don't tell me, then," Autumn laughed. "Like I said, I'll just wonder about it until you tell me."
Alex frowned. “Alright… If I tell you now, will you trust me a little more? I promise, I don’t want to hurt you.”
"It's hard for me to trust people, so I don't promise you anything. I can try, though," Autumn said.
Alex nodded and bowed a little. “Understandable… okay… my stage name, or what people mainly call me by… is POLL.”
"POLL… Oh, I've heard if you before! Yeah, I like your music, I've heard some of it. You're getting up there pretty fast, huh?" Autumn mused as she smiled at him.
Alex turned a faint red. “Yep, that’s me. Great to know you listen to my stuff… yeah, my producers were kinda surprised.” He gave a laugh.
"How are you liking it?" Autumn asked, leaning back into her seat.
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