GPOV
"MOM! MOM!" Cammie screamed when we got home. She stormed inside the second I parked the car in the garage. I was beyond happy for her. I always knew that she was going to win because she's the best singer ever.
I was about to walk into the kitchen then I heard Cammie and mom talking. (A/N: bold=Cammie and Grants mom, Italicized=Cammie)
Mom! You won't believe what happened! I-
Honey, I would love to hear, but I have a plane to catch.
Mom grabbed her keys from the counter.
But mom it's really important!
Cammie, I really have to go.
Can you just listen to me for a second?
Listening doesn't pay the bills, sugar, you know that. Now I have to catch a meeting in LA. I'll be back on Sunday. Love you!
And with that she was out the door. I watched as Cammie turned to the fridge and got out a pint of her favorite ice cream, chocolate, and she sat on the counter.
"By the way mom, the radio played my song today which has always been my dream, you know, the one you used to support," I heard her say to herself. I walked up to the fridge, grabbed my pint of ice cream, cookies and cream, and stood by her.
"Why so down Cam?" I asked her.
"Grant, I'm not stupid. I know you were listening." She took another bite of her ice cream.
"Don't be sad. YOU WON A CONTEST! And your song was played on the radio which is your dream! Don't let mom get you down. You can tell her when she gets home on Sunday," I said. The phone decided to ring. It rang again.
"Aren't you going to get it?" I asked.
Cammie got up, with her ice cream, and then laid down on the couch. "I'm a little busy," she said and then turned on the TV. I rolled my eyes and went to answer the phone.
"Morgan's," I answered.
"Yes, I am looking for Cammie Morgan. Is she in at the moment?" the person on the other line asked. I looked over at Cammie.
"No, sorry, she's a little busy at the moment." She gave me a smile. "Can I take a message?"
"Yes, this is Allison Robin from Robin Record Studio in LA. We heard Cammie on the radio and thought she would be a perfect client. We would like to sign her to our studio. Is there anyone we could talk to like her manager?" I dropped my ice cream. I was completely speechless. "Hello?" Cammie was looking at me like "What the heck is wrong with you?"
"Actually, yes, there is someone you can talk to. This is Grant Morgan, Cammie's manager, and older brother. We would love to schedule a meeting with you guys, so how about you guys fly out here on Sunday, and we can discuss the contract," I said. Cammie ran over to me.
"Who is it?" she whispered. I held my finger up to her, gesturing to hold on.
"That would be fantastic. We will fly in on Sunday and meet you at your house. Good day, Mr. Morgan." Allison said.
"Good day, Ms. Robin." I hung up the phone. Cammie started talking.
"Who was th- wait. Robin as in ALLISON ROBIN FROM ROBIN RECORD STUDIO?!" she screamed.
"Yeah it was. She wants you to be her newest client," I replied.
"NO WAY!" She started jumping up and down.
"CAMMIE!" I yelled at her.
"What?"
"You're jumping all in my ice cream." We both looked down at the floor.
"Sorry," she said sheepishly. Next thing I knew she was running upstairs…leaving me to clean up the mess.
CPOV
I ran upstairs, leaving grant to clean up the ice cream mess. I entered my room, closed the door, and sprinted to my window. My window is exactly across from Zach's, which means that his room is exactly across from mine, so yes, we are neighbors.
I threw a rock at Zach's window. He pulled back the blinds and smiled at me. I smiled back and held up a pad of paper that said Open your window! He obliged.
"So why exactly are you throwing rocks at my window? I'm kind of busy!" he said sarcastically. I put a smug grin on my face.
"Well, I did have some information about some major record company wanting to sign me, but if you're too busy I understand," I said, and then started to close the window.
"WHAT?!" he screamed. I opened my window back up.
"Oh, so you're not too busy now?" He rolled his eyes.
"Move out of the way," he said. I looked at him confused but stepped to the side of the window. Zach stood on his windowsill and then did the thing I was not expecting. HE JUMPED FROM HIS WINDOWSILL INTO MY ROOM!
"What the heck?!"
"I figured you would not want to continue to yell, and the news seemed too important to write on paper," he explained. I nodded and sat on my bed. He sat next to me.
"So what's the important news?" Zach asked.
"Oh right…ALLISON ROBIN CALLED AND OFFERED TO SIGN ME TO HER RECORD COMPANY!" I screamed and jumped off the bed, so I was standing.
"That's fantastic!" Zach popped up off the bed and hugged me. He should have let go after a second, but his arms stayed around my waist as mine stayed around his neck. My head fit perfectly in the crock of his neck. His arms felt warm around me, and I just wanted to stay there forever. Zach pulled away.
"So, uh, when are you going over the contract and everything?" he asked.
"Um, they are flying in on Sunday."
"Do you have a manager they can talk to?"
I grinned. "Yeah, I think you know him."
Zach looked puzzled. "Who?"
"A Mr. Grant Morgan," I said.
"No way! Grant's your manager?!"
"His idea not mine!" I said while throwing my hands up in defense. We both started laughing.
"Well as fun as this is, I have to get ready for the game. You're coming right?" He asked while heading towards the window.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world! And you know you can use the door right?" He stood on the window sill, and then turned to look at me.
"That's too mainstream (A/N: That's something my friends and I say a lot. In case you don't know mainstream is like the choice everybody usually makes)," he said then winked at me. I rolled my eyes, and he jumped back into his room.
"Somebody's crushing hard!" I whipped my head around.
"GRANT! WERE YOU EAVESDROPPING?!" I yelled. He put fake astonishment on his face.
"I would never! Now what time are the girls coming over to get ready for the game?"
"Why do you want to know? Want to hit on Bex some more?" I smirked Zach's famous smirk.
"Whatever, just be at the game by 7," he said then walked out.
I headed over to my closet to gather all my RED NATION wear. Here's the thing about our school. It's called Blackthorne High School. Our school colors are Red, Blue, and Silver. At the football games everybody decks out in red and we call ourselves RED NATION. The school even sells shirts and everything. People get really creative when dressing up.
I grabbed my shirt that Bex, Macey, Liz and I made last week. On the front it said RED NATION in black puffy paint. We cut the bottom so it looked like pieces of string up to a little over our belly buttons. On the back it said GOODE #8 in black puff paint. Bex's said MORGAN #22, Macey's said HOWARD #14, and Liz's said GO PIONEERS! Bex sort of had a thing for Grant, so that's why his number is on her shirt. Justin Howard was Macey's current boyfriend (she goes through a lot), Liz wrote GO PIONEERS because her "lover", as I put it, didn't play football, so that left me with Zach, which I totally didn't mind. Next I grabbed my jean shorts, red converse, red bandana, and red paint. We used to paint to put hand prints all over our legs.
The girls arrived at 6.
"Ready to get ready for the game?" Bex asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be," I stated. She laughed, and we all started getting ready. Since Liz was still sick, she was wearing jeans, uggs, and a Blackthorne sweatshirt with her shirt under it. Macey and Bex had the same outfit as me. I tightened my bandana around my head and used red lipstick under my eyes.
"Ready for the paint?" asked Macey.
"LET"S DO THIS!" I yelled. We covered our hands in paint and started putting hand prints on each other's legs. We chased each other around the room and ended up getting paint all over ourselves!
"Oh my gosh what happened?! I leave the room for 35 minutes to make a sandwich, and I come back to find my friends looking like the victims of a blood fight!" Liz yelled as she entered the room.
"Um, we got a little…carried away with the paint," Bex said while looking at us. We all started cracking up.
"Well you might want to clean up a little. The game starts in 30 minutes which means we have to leave in 5 minutes to get good seats, socialize, traffic, etc."
"Yes Ma'am!" We all yelled and did a little salute. We all giggled. Next stop, the game.
A/N: OH MY GOODNESS! I AM SOOOOO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING! Life is pretty crazy with school and after school stuff etc. I promise to try to update as soon as I can. And check out my other story Chasing Answers! I'm putting up the first chapter today! P.S. A Cammie and grant brother/sister moment and Zammie next chapter!(:
~TheChameleon8
