She was rude, crude, sexy and lewd. She could kill with a look, flutter hearts with a grin, and stop them her beats. She played like no other; harder, better, faster, and stronger than anyone else. She was capricious, prone to arrogance, and yet, she was as steady as a mountain and faithful as the rising moon and just as mysterious. On stage she was loud and proud, a new persona taking over. With a flip of a switch, she became the DJ everyone loved.

Yet when the lights went out and the glasses came off, it all vanished, and Vinyl Scratch returned. Quiet and reserved, she hid herself away from most, an introvert by any other name. She felt everything hard and shouted back harder. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was life.

Before she was famous, before she was a legend, before her music was immortalized, before she was a god among men, she was as ephemeral as the rest of us.

Before she was DJ PON3, she was Vinyl Scratch...

Rated Teen For:

Crude and sexual humor

Vulgar Language

Suggestive Dialogue

Drug References

Note: It is NOT necessary to read The Sins They Love to understand this story.