[36] We have a choice

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"In life we all have a choice." I say on stage. No one cheers because the microphone was not working at the time.

"-to live or to exist. God I hope every single one of you choose to live a happy and healthy life. I've been there and it sucks." I smile.

"Enough with that sappy shit. I'm fifteen who wants to find out who gets to spend the day with me?!" I ask and they finally scream. 

"What?!" I yell and they scream louder. "Okay please don't hurt your guys voice." I say and they laugh. 

The microphone is finally fixed and I get to sing and announce the winner.

. . . 

"Today was amazing. You guys are the reason I'm alive, I couldn't thank you more!" I tweet and post on Instagram with a phone of my fans I took while I was singing.

"You should go to sleep. You have big day tomorrow. We're going sightseeing until two then we have to get on our plane to go to Chicago." Demi says and I sigh. "But it's only eleven." I whine.

"Fine, two more hours." Demi sighs and I smile before going back out to the balcony and taking photos of the city.

After taking a few photos I come back inside and shut the balcony door. I watch television until about twelve-thirty and end up falling asleep.

. . .

"Where are you from, like where were you born?" I ask the girl who won the contest for today. "I grew up in Texas until my dad got a job here when I was four." She smiles.

"That's so cool!" I smile. "Is Demi in your way?" She asks. For a second I'm too stunned to reply and make sure I heard right with. "What?

"Demi, you're becoming bigger and bigger everyday. Demi is in your way." She states.

"Woah woah. She's my mom and as far as i'm concerned I do business with her." I say offending my mom.

"Not to add she's why you know I exist." I add on. "So what. If she wasn't in your way, you'd be at the Grammys. Not in Chicago."

"I'm sorry. What?" I ask shocked again and standing up.

She stands up. "You'd have a Grammy already if she wasn't here." She says.

I turn around and take a few steps to my security guard. "Can you take her out of my party." I ask looking down.

"What did she do?" He asks straightening his posture.

"She's saying rude things about Demi, please just get her out." I whisper and he nods walking up to her.

"I'm not leaving." I over hear her say.

"Have a nice day." I smile and wave before walking to Demi.

"Why's she leaving?" Demi asks. "She was just saying mean things about you." I shrug and she nods.

"Can we have an autograph?" Two girls ask and right away two security guards ask them to step away.

"Hey, they just want an autograph back off." I say and they look back before stepping away from each other so the two fans can walk through them and to us.

I sign their paper and give them a hug. "Have a nice day." I smile.

"I love traveling but I want to go home. I sigh. Demi smiles at the fact I called her house 'home' before talking  "Well, we only have two more of these then its home."

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