Aria's POV
I hated waiting backstage. Summer had been looking for me for nearly twenty minutes now. I'd promised to return in ten minutes, but here I was, still caught up with Claire, and with just one song left before my performance. Summer finally came searching for me.
She didn't have to look far. Just a few steps from the rest area, she spotted Claire and me chatting in the hallway.
"Why are you two just standing around here?" she asked, exasperated.
Seeing Summer, I felt immediate relief. "Is it time for me to change?" I asked, giving her a meaningful wink.
It was the first time I'd ever sent Summer such a signal, and for a moment she looked confused.
But we'd worked together for years. After half a second's hesitation, she caught on. "Yes! The director's been asking for you. Yo
