The Story of Steps

TV Hits Awards

Faye:

Today we'll be at the TV Hits Awards, alongside plenty of other celebrities who are nominated as well. We're nominated for plenty of categories: Best Band, Best Single, Best Video, Best Album and Best Live Act - so yes, plenty of nominations but it still will be difficult to win since the other nominees are great and popular as well. At the last TV Hits Awards we won in the category Best Live Act as well as Best Single for that brilliant song we filmed in Cannes. We were so happy! 

I sigh when finishing doing my mascara, walking back to the hotel suite we're sharing all together. Since it's only a brief stay here we decided to share a hotel suite again, also because it's cheaper. Fair to mention, Lisa and me basically spent our money on drinks after we went to a few bars when we arrived here. We enjoyed a few days-off afterwards because Pete decided that the band deserves a little vacation. I frown when seeing Lisa just staring at me while I put my stuff aside, her eyes glassy. "Hey, you're okay? Were you crying?" I ask worried, sitting down next to her and assuming that maybe her and Johnny argued. She rests her head on my shoulder and, slightly worried as she starts shivering, I put a hand onto her forehead to realise how feverish she actually is. "Oh dear, Lisa. You're not going to the awards like this."

"But-" she starts, trailing off mid-sentence when seeing the others walk into the room too with questioning expressions. She bits her lip thoughtfully, looking down at her hands. 

"What's the matter?" Claire asks with worry; obviously her usual manner shines through although there's a frown appearing on her face.

"I will tell the others, okay? Come on now." I tell Lisa, helping her to lay down and put the blanket over her just as she did back then when I was too injured to even walk. "She's totally feverish, she can't go to the awards like this." I explain, the answers being general sighs. Not in a disappointed way though, rather saddened. 

"Fine, we'll tell Pete, okay? All okay, Lisa?" H asks, his manner being not as chatty as usual. She mumbles something in response before turning to the other side and seemingly drifting off to sleep. "Well, sorry to say guys but we should head off now too. The show's waiting for us." he mumbles after a while of weird silence. H turns off the lights as we walk towards the door, hearing Lisa mumbling a silent 'I hope you win an award.' just before the door closes. 

"Do you think we actually can win?" Claire asks thoughtfully as we walk down the stairs of the hotel. "I mean, look at all these nominees. They can easily win and- oh, look. There's Pete." 

He greets us briefly, a frown on his face when seeing that Lisa is not standing next to us. We quickly explain him the situation, to what he can't help but adds a comment. "Well, her and Faye were walking through the city, visiting the bars in the rain just before we headed off, didn't they?"

"Oh my, it was barely a rain!" I say, wrinkling my nose. "Besides, we went to bars and not an outdoor festival." 

"Fine. Now to the more important factor: you prepared a little speech to say when you win?" Pete asks, sensing that any arguments would be leading nowhere. 

"If we win." Lee corrects him. "There are plenty of other artists who could easily win as well just as Claire said. We might be nominated in several categories but if we aren't popular enough then it's no award."

"Guys, why so doubtful? We're Steps!" H cheers. 

"Yes, Steps who were nominated for other awards too and lost to random bands." Claire snaps. "What I'm implying is simply that we shouldn't be too confident to win. We'll see if we win and even if we don't win it still is an honor to be nominated at all. I mean, come on, they nominated us as 'Best Album' and how amazing is that?"