Just hang in there! ON HIATUS

Chapter 24

A/N: although u guys were really silent the last chapter I know a ton of u read it so ill update. But I need at least 2 comments on this chapter before ill update chapter 25. So here it is people...

Lainey's P.O.V

Recap ~~~~~

So will it be option 1 2 or 3?" Simon inquired.

"I'm going to choose...."

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"I'm going to choose...... Option 2! I'm going to host the Grammy's!" As I spoke my option out loud to Simon the whole thing seemed surreal. I, Lainey Potter, am getting to host one of the biggest award shows on TV. How insane is that? To think, just six months ago I was getting ready to go to uni.

"Great choice, Lainey. So tell me: how did your brother and yourself narrow it down?" Thankfully Simon didn't sound upset that I didn't sign with his record label. But I still feel obligated to explain why I haven't.

"Well, we both quickly agreed on the fact that option 1 was a bad idea for the beginning of my career. It would have tied me down for too long," on the other end Simon hummed in agreement. "Then we had a rather long debate on hosting or signing with your record label. And let me just say it is an honor to even be offered a spot on your label Simon. Yet, I want to explore more of my talents then just singing and instruments. And I don't think I'm ready for something that big yet. But maybe somewhere down the line, whether it's a few months, or a few years, maybe you'll be kind enough to open that door again."

"You are a smart girl Ms. Potter. Which makes me respect you on your decision. Please just remember that my door will always be open. You have to much talent to let go to waste. I wish you the best of luck on hosting the grammy's and I'll make sure I tune in every year from now on to watch you host it." I made sure to thank Simon for understanding. Afterwards I hung up and headed back to the suite. I was on cloud nine at the moment.

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Of course, when I arrived home Emma yelled at me for giving her the slip. However, I not so politely interrupted her and told her about the Grammy's, to which she immediately dropped the lecture and hugged me in graduations. "Oh my god this is huge! I can't wait, oh my god please let me come with you?" And down on her feet she went. Emma literally dropped down on her knees, begging me, of all people, to take her to the grammy's.

"EW, why would I take you?" I decided to play around a bit with her, so I pulled my hand away from hers and walked into the kitchen. I heard her fumbling to stand up, then a rush of footsteps heading my way.

"Umm... Excuse me. Just because you are gonna be all famous and that, doesn't mean you get to go all diva on me, got it?" Emma "sassed" me back. She was trying to talk like she was ghetto, and had one hand on her hip and she the other snapping about. Just so you know, in no way shape or form can Em pull off ghetto.

"If I agree to take you, promise me you'll never try and be ghetto again." Slowly, but surely, her hand slid off her hip and she looked up to meet me straight in the eyes.

"You are an evil person, you know that? But deal, IM GOING TO THE GRAMMY'S!!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you..." And yeah, you get the point. This went on for another ten minute. While she ran around and celebrated I made myself a bowl of apple jacks and sat down at the kitchen counter. Oh great, here goes the radio. She had turned on the built in radio we have on the TV in the living room and was now dancing. Thank God it was almost 2 so everyone of our neighbors shouldn't be sleeping right now.