Not Likely

Chapter 8

I excitedly pressed the button to hear the second message:

"Hey, it's Josh. My family is coming over tomorrow, and I was wandering if you could come over so that they could meet you. It would mean a lot. Call back as soon as you can. Bye."

😑 Really? I can't miss Josh's family! They mean so much to him! But this could be my one and only chance to be someone! Here's what I'll do, I'll go to the radio station at 4:00pm. Then I'll race to Josh's house and hopefully get there in time to meet his family.

I dial back Josh.

"Hello?"

"Hey Josh!"

"Hey Emma"

"So I got your message and.."

"I'm so glad! They are gonna love you! And your gonna love them!"

"Josh"

"Yeah?"

I heard the excitement in his voice. I couldn't let him down.

"I, uh. Don't have your address."

"Ill text it to you. I'll talk to you soon!"

"Bye"

"Bye"

Ugg. Why is this so hard! I don't even know what's going with me and Josh. Are we dating? Are we just good friends?........that make out on the top of a Ferris wheel. I guess we are sort if dating. But not officially.

I go to sleep and for once in a long time, I enjoy it. When I wake up. It's 1:00pm already! I wake up and pick out my clothes. I pick on a blue sundress and my lucky pink flats. I put my hair up in another messy bun. I grab my yellow purse and put my black sunglasses on my head. When I get outside, it's a beautiful day. I decide to walk to lunch. Once I finally get there, I sit and enjoy a salad. By the time I'm done its 3:45. So I walk to the studio.

"I'm here for the interview."

"Ok" says the lady at the front desk.

She hands me my same name tag from yesterday. I walk back to the room and knock on the door.

"Hi. We've been waiting for you." says James.

"Well, I'm here now!" I laugh.

"Okay, come sit down." he says.

"So this is how it's gonna work" he explains.

"Your gonna sit here with this headset on and answer some simple questions. In a few days, we are going to tally up all of the votes from the listeners and see who is going to be selected to write and sing a song that will be played on our radio station. Deal?"

"Sounds good!" I smile.

He hands me the headset and turns on the red button, showing that we are live on the air.