Sparkle
Part 15: And The Grammy Goes To...
Two months later, the relationship between Heero and Relena grew stronger and stronger. Then that dreadful night that every hopeful artist goes to came. Relena was putting on her teardrop earring and necklace when Heero walked in. He saw her bending down.
" Relena, you can see all down your dress when you do that." Heero said. Trina threw a brush at him.
" Heero, I won't be bending down in this dress at the Grammys, Heero. I'm just looking in the mirror. Trina, could you pin this is my hair?" Relena asked. Trina smiled and came to Relena's aid.
In the limo, Relena was tearing at the napkin that she had used. The thick red lipstick she had on made her look elegant and hooker-esque all at the same time. She was honestly beautiful, but the real shock would happen during her performance. The limo stopped and Relena's door opened.
Heero got out and held his hand out. Relena saw it and took it. As she got out, a million flashes signaled the red carpet. Relena walked along it with Heero by her side.
" Relena, how does it feel to be nominated for these Grammys? This is the ultimate honor a musician can achieve." One reporter asked. Relena smiled.
" I am honored and nothing more. I care not if I win, but if I go down in history." Relena smiled and kept walking. Since she was the opening performance, she had to make a quick change. Make-up artists and hair stylists surrounded her for about ten minutes.
Outside on the stage, the announcer did his job in a very good way.
" To open the 2003 Grammy Awards, here is a nominee whom you all know very well: Relena." The crowd hushed. All the lights dimmed. Relena rose standing in the center of the stage. A single light shone on her. She was fully dressed in a long skirt and dress shirt. She was dancing with on of her dancers to tango music. Then she paused and looked at the audience.
" It going to get a little rowdy, so please, hold on! Start the music, S." Relena began twirling. Her dancer pulled her clothes. As she twirled, the clothing ripped off, revealing a barely there outfit. The rest of her dancers popped up. Lights flashed everywhere. Relena followed the dance routine until the time came to sing. She walked to the edge of the stage.
* Oh, I'm overdue
Give me some room
I'm comin' through
Paid my dues
In the mood
Me and the girls gonna shake the room
DJ's spinning (show your hands)
Let's get dirrty (that's my jam)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweat until my clothes come off
It's explosive, speakers are pumping (oh)
Still jumping, six in the morning
Table dancing, glasses are smashing(oh)
No question, time for some action
Temperature's up (can you feel it)
About to erupt
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise*
Relena got in position to do the chorus dance. She was sweaty already. The crowd of people was cheering hysterically. So they're just as rowdy as the people on the VMAs.
* Wanna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirtry
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat dripping over my body
Dancing getting' just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival*
Relena dropped to the ground and was doing something incredibly suggestive. She smiled when she saw the mortified look on Solange's face.
* Ah, the heat is up
So ladies, fellas
Drop your cups
Bodies packed
From the front to back
Now move your ass
I like that
Tight hip huggers (low for sure)
Shake a little somethin'(on the floor)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweat until my clothes come off
Let's get open, cause a commotion (ooh oh)
We're still going, eight in the morning
There's no stopping, we keep it popping (oh)
Hot rocking, everyone's talking
Give all you got (give it to me)
Just hit the spot
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise
Rowdy...*
Relena walked on a platform with spinning poles on it. The audience was cheering now, but not at the volume she was aiming at. She smirked at little. When the chorus stopped, her favorite part of the song, and performance, began.
* Here it comes, it's the one
You've been waitin' on
Get up, get it up
Yup, that's what's up
Giving just what you want
To the maximum
Uh oh, here we go(here we go)
You can tell when the music
Starts to drop
That's when we take it
To the parking lot
And I bet you somebody's
Gonna call the cops
Uh oh, here we go (here we go)
Ohh ooh ohh, yeah yeah...*
Relena had the audience practically calling her name for more. Satisfied she took a bow and hurried off the stage. She didn't notice the flash of silver behind her.
In her dressing room, Relena put her other dress back on and Trina hurriedly did her make-up. Relena was soon at Heero's side as if she'd never even performed. Heero shook his head and watched the ceremony.
" You did great, Relena." Solange mumbled from the other side of her. Relena smiled a big cheesy smile. She knew that Solange didn't particularly like that little stunt she pulled and what the reporters would say about it.
About an hour into the awards, Best New Artist popped up. Relena had awaited this award. She squeezed Heero's hand and closed her eyes.
" The nominees are: Avril Lavigne, Ashanti, Vanessa Carlton, and Relena. Here, Tweet, you do the honors." Usher handed her the voucher. Relena took in a breath.
" Thank you Usher. And the Grammy goes to.."
AN: Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!! Cliffhanger. Ya'll thought I was just going to tell ya'll the answer to that question? Puh-lease. I'm going to make ya sweat!
Part 15: And The Grammy Goes To...
Two months later, the relationship between Heero and Relena grew stronger and stronger. Then that dreadful night that every hopeful artist goes to came. Relena was putting on her teardrop earring and necklace when Heero walked in. He saw her bending down.
" Relena, you can see all down your dress when you do that." Heero said. Trina threw a brush at him.
" Heero, I won't be bending down in this dress at the Grammys, Heero. I'm just looking in the mirror. Trina, could you pin this is my hair?" Relena asked. Trina smiled and came to Relena's aid.
In the limo, Relena was tearing at the napkin that she had used. The thick red lipstick she had on made her look elegant and hooker-esque all at the same time. She was honestly beautiful, but the real shock would happen during her performance. The limo stopped and Relena's door opened.
Heero got out and held his hand out. Relena saw it and took it. As she got out, a million flashes signaled the red carpet. Relena walked along it with Heero by her side.
" Relena, how does it feel to be nominated for these Grammys? This is the ultimate honor a musician can achieve." One reporter asked. Relena smiled.
" I am honored and nothing more. I care not if I win, but if I go down in history." Relena smiled and kept walking. Since she was the opening performance, she had to make a quick change. Make-up artists and hair stylists surrounded her for about ten minutes.
Outside on the stage, the announcer did his job in a very good way.
" To open the 2003 Grammy Awards, here is a nominee whom you all know very well: Relena." The crowd hushed. All the lights dimmed. Relena rose standing in the center of the stage. A single light shone on her. She was fully dressed in a long skirt and dress shirt. She was dancing with on of her dancers to tango music. Then she paused and looked at the audience.
" It going to get a little rowdy, so please, hold on! Start the music, S." Relena began twirling. Her dancer pulled her clothes. As she twirled, the clothing ripped off, revealing a barely there outfit. The rest of her dancers popped up. Lights flashed everywhere. Relena followed the dance routine until the time came to sing. She walked to the edge of the stage.
* Oh, I'm overdue
Give me some room
I'm comin' through
Paid my dues
In the mood
Me and the girls gonna shake the room
DJ's spinning (show your hands)
Let's get dirrty (that's my jam)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweat until my clothes come off
It's explosive, speakers are pumping (oh)
Still jumping, six in the morning
Table dancing, glasses are smashing(oh)
No question, time for some action
Temperature's up (can you feel it)
About to erupt
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise*
Relena got in position to do the chorus dance. She was sweaty already. The crowd of people was cheering hysterically. So they're just as rowdy as the people on the VMAs.
* Wanna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirtry
It's about time that I came to start the party
Sweat dripping over my body
Dancing getting' just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty
It's about time for my arrival*
Relena dropped to the ground and was doing something incredibly suggestive. She smiled when she saw the mortified look on Solange's face.
* Ah, the heat is up
So ladies, fellas
Drop your cups
Bodies packed
From the front to back
Now move your ass
I like that
Tight hip huggers (low for sure)
Shake a little somethin'(on the floor)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweat until my clothes come off
Let's get open, cause a commotion (ooh oh)
We're still going, eight in the morning
There's no stopping, we keep it popping (oh)
Hot rocking, everyone's talking
Give all you got (give it to me)
Just hit the spot
Gonna get my girls
Get your boys
Gonna make some noise
Rowdy...*
Relena walked on a platform with spinning poles on it. The audience was cheering now, but not at the volume she was aiming at. She smirked at little. When the chorus stopped, her favorite part of the song, and performance, began.
* Here it comes, it's the one
You've been waitin' on
Get up, get it up
Yup, that's what's up
Giving just what you want
To the maximum
Uh oh, here we go(here we go)
You can tell when the music
Starts to drop
That's when we take it
To the parking lot
And I bet you somebody's
Gonna call the cops
Uh oh, here we go (here we go)
Ohh ooh ohh, yeah yeah...*
Relena had the audience practically calling her name for more. Satisfied she took a bow and hurried off the stage. She didn't notice the flash of silver behind her.
In her dressing room, Relena put her other dress back on and Trina hurriedly did her make-up. Relena was soon at Heero's side as if she'd never even performed. Heero shook his head and watched the ceremony.
" You did great, Relena." Solange mumbled from the other side of her. Relena smiled a big cheesy smile. She knew that Solange didn't particularly like that little stunt she pulled and what the reporters would say about it.
About an hour into the awards, Best New Artist popped up. Relena had awaited this award. She squeezed Heero's hand and closed her eyes.
" The nominees are: Avril Lavigne, Ashanti, Vanessa Carlton, and Relena. Here, Tweet, you do the honors." Usher handed her the voucher. Relena took in a breath.
" Thank you Usher. And the Grammy goes to.."
AN: Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!! Cliffhanger. Ya'll thought I was just going to tell ya'll the answer to that question? Puh-lease. I'm going to make ya sweat!