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Sage's POV

That late night panic attack was a one time thing thankfully. I missed the November friendlies because I had strep which sucked, but I got to spend time with Grandma and Grandpa so that was nice. Yesterday Mom flew out to France to be apart of the USA delegation at the World Cup draw so Christen came to stay with me while she was gone.

Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god.

"CHRISSY" I yell while running through the house.

"Sage what's wrong?" Christen says after I find her. I just show her my phone. "OH MY GOD SAGE" she says and hugs me.

"What the actual fuck."

"I'm so proud of you Sage"

"Thanks Mo-Chrissy" That slipped out and thankfully Christen lets it go.

"We need to call your Mom." Christen says and I nod and call Mom and wait for her to pick up.

"Hey Mom"

"Hi sweetie."

"How's France?"

"It's good. A lot of press. How are you and Christen doing?"

"I'm doing great now."

"Oh what happened?"

"I got nominated for a Grammy."

"WHAT"

"That was my reaction too."

"I'm so so so proud of you baby."

"Thanks Mom."

We talk for another thirty minutes before Mom needs to go to sleep. After the phone call with Mom I text in the group chat instead of calling everyone.

I sent a screenshot of the email.

Me: I GOT NOMINATED FOR A GRAMMY

Alex: Congratulations Sage

Ash: Damn Sage.

JJ: Congrats

Ali: Congrats.

Tobin: Congrats

Syd: Damn boo

Mal: CONGRATULATIONS BABE

Kelley: I CALL BEING YOUR DATE.

Mal: EXCUSE ME

Me: sorry not sorry Kels but if I go then Mal or Mom will be my plus one.

Alex: If?

Me: I don't know if I get an invitation to attend as a producer and if I do I don't know if I can handle being around that many people.

Ali: Well if you do go I call dibs on being your stylist and doing your make up

Me: I'd love that.

My phone rings and I look to see who it is and I knew there was someone I forgot to call.

"DRAKE"

"I take it you've seen the news." He says while laughing.

"I did. I freaked out. My Mom, her girlfriend, my girlfriend, and the team all freaked out...Wait this isn't some come kind of sick prank right?"

"No Sage it's not. The song we made together is nominated for Record of the Year at the Grammy's."

"That still doesn't sound real."

"It's real Sage. Well I gotta go get ready for this concert. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye Drake."

"Bye Sage."

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Christen's POV

Sage and I went out to eat to celebrate her nomination at some fancy restaurant. We had a good time. When we got back to their house we did our nightly routines then sat on the couch and had a movie playing while we were talking. During a silent moment I notice Sage thinking about something then she sighs.

"What's wrong Sage?"

"I read over the email again from the Grammy's and it said I am allowed to go and bring someone, but I don't know if I can go."

"Why couldn't you be able to...oh. Well Sage you don't have to go if you don't want to. It's your decision. I'm sure Drake would understand on why you can't go." Sage nods and it gets silent again.

"Chrissy can I ask you something serious?"

"Of course."

"Are you and Mom going to get married?" Well that's a hell of a question.

"Wha...ye..." I tried to form a word. I took a second to calm my self then spoke again. "I don't know Sage. I would love to marry your Mom, but we haven't really spoke about it yet. Why do you ask?"

"Well I almost called you by the M word today and I guess it just got me wondering. To be honest it got me excited to be one day be able to call you Mommy or Mama or what ever you guys decide to do about your names for your future kids. I mean you are the reason I am here today."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Mom told me you were the one who got her to go out that day in Denver when you guys saw me in the park. I wouldn't be with Mom if you hadn't got her to go with you."

"Oh." I say dumbfounded.

"Yeah. Ever since Mom adopted me you've been like my other mother." I don't really know how to respond so I just bring her closer to me causing her to cuddle with me like she does with Carli. We stay like this till we go to bed. And even then we stay cuddled up.

I need to talk to Carli. 

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