Dont Fall in Love

Chapter 4: Award Show

 “Oh my god, Peyton! Get your butt up this instant! We’re going to be late!”  Caroline screams into my ear.

I turn over on the couch and pull the blanket up over my head and groan. The next thing I know my blankets are being ripped off me, allowing the cold air to rush over my warm body, giving me goose bumps. “Peyton, you need to get up. We have to head over to the studio so we can get you all prettied up for tonight. Let’s goo”

I was confused at what she was talking about. Today, I had the day off. I wasn’t supposed to be going anywhere..  so what do I have planned?

“Umm.. where exactly am I going…?”  Caroline looks at me as if I’ve gone mad.

“Um does an award show ring a bell there Peyton?”. I received a letter last month asking if I would hand out an award and sing a song during the NBAA’s (Next best artist awards). They requested I sing one song of mine. I still had no clue what song I was going to sing

Then something else hits me. I was going to the award show. August is going to be at the award show. August Turner has a crush on me. Crap. Should I feel happy about this? I wanted to see him after he walked me home from the coffee shop, so I shouldn’t worry about seeing him again.. should I?

I decide not to worry about it, so I get up and throw on a hoodie and some jeans. I grab my bag and head out the door with Caroline. When we get in the car, Caroline tells me about today’s schedule, but I’m too busy thinking about August. But for some reason I feel nervous. I feel like he won’t like me, not saying that I like him. He is most likely just another celebrity just pretending to like me just for the publicity. I’m not getting into that. No way.

                                                                                                                          We pull up to a building I haven’t seen before. It was huge. We walk up the stone path and the security guards let us through. As soon as we get inside a guy comes and confirms who we are, then leads me down a long hallway. At the end was a white door with my name on it.

“You ready kiddo?” Caroline says as we stand back stage.

“Um, yea I think... No I’m not.”

“Sweetie, don’t be nervous. Just go out there, say hey, and then announce the award. Simple as pie!” She says enthusiastically. I chuckled. Caroline couldn’t ever remember sayings, and I gave up long ago on trying to correct her.  “Besides, you look gorgeous!” That was true. Holly put me into a tight pink dress. The sides were cut out and the bottom flowed like a waterfall. Then I had my dance necklace and my hair was braided in the back and then curled.

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When I was about to speak, Caroline pushed me into a long black tunnel where I heard my name being called. I feel as though my stomach is doing flips, and I feel like I’m going to throw up. But it’s now or never, so I step out into the bright light, and hear the roar of the crowd.

                                                                                                                                                                  Making my way to the center stage, I touch outstretched hands and say a few hellos. When I finally get to center stage I take the mic and I can finally see the whole crowd. And it was huge. Normally I don’t get nervous, but for a reason I couldn’t think of, I was extremely nervous tonight.

“Hey guys! Now as I’m sure you already know, the next category is Best New Male Artist. And the nominees are...” I fade out and let the electronic voice announce the nominees. I’m surprised when it’s over, because I realized I had completely zoned out while it was announcing who could win the award.