I sit on Nikki's couch and turn the TV on. Yeah, I didn't go with Michael to the Grammy's. I mean it would've been a great experience, but I guess I'm not rich nor good enough for it. 

"Turn to the Grammy's, it's starting right now." Nikki said as she flopped on the couch next to me. I turned to the channel and just as it started.

"Tonight, the national academy of recording arts and sciences presents its annual Grammy award For..." The voice on the TV spoke as I muted it.

"What are you doing Sofia?"

"I don't want to watch this." Nikki frowned at me and grabbed the remote out of my hand.

"Then don't, I do." she unmuted the TV as the host John Denver came onstage and bowed.

He began to speak and not soon after was "She Worked Hard for the Money" began to come on and Nikki and I jumped up and began to sing and dance when Donna Summer walked down the stairs singing.

When her songs comes to an end and the names of the artists who will one way or another will be appearing tonight comes on the screen, Nikki is excited and is smiling when she sees Al Green, Stevie Wonder, Donna Summer, and many more of her favorite artist. I am as well and am actually enjoying this now. 

That soon came to an end when John Denver spoke a few very specific words and a face appeared.

"The big words this past year were video, boy George  and Michael..."He pointed to the crowd."Jackson." The crowd screamed his last name and of course the camera man had to just put his face up on the screen as he was moving to the seat left of him closer to Emmanuel. Of course Brooke Shields scooted more over so she could be next to Michael.

"To present an award for "The Best New Song of the Year are Stevie Wonder and..."

"ahhhhh!!!! Alreeady??!" Nikki screamed excitedly as John spoke.

"The nominations for the songs were: Lionel Richie All Night Long, Michael Jackson Beat It, Michael Jackson Billie Jean, Sting Every Breathe You Take, Dennis Matkosky and  Michael Sembello Maniac." 

"Who do you think is gonna win?" I asked Nikki before they would say.

"Michael,"

"Nah, I thing Every breathe you take is gonna win." I said looking as the camera man put the camera on Michael Sembello's face.

"There is no way!" I laughed and we both watch as Stevie talked and then finally said the winner.

"Every Breathe You Take!" 

"HA!! Told yah." I laughed as Nikki sat with a frown.

"What the?"

"Michael won't win everything."

"How many Grammy's do you think he's going to win?" she asked next.

"Uhh, I don't know. Probably four?"

"Okay, lets make a deal,"

"Okay what?"

"If Michael wins more then 4 Grammy's you have to sleep with him."

"Hell no! I'm not gonna do that." I frowned at her. She laughed

"Of course you wouldn't, I was just seeing if you'd agree. But seriously if Michael wins more then 4 Grammy's you have to do how ever many Grammy's he wins he says,"

"I'm not getting what your saying."

"Meaning, okay lets say he wins 5 Grammy's, you have to do five things he tells you and you can't say no at all."

"And if he only wins 4?"

"Then I have to do what ever you tell me for 4 weeks?"

"Deal!" I smiled at her and she smirked.

"You're going down Sofia, and hard!" I laughed at her and nodded my head as the show continued. none of us not speaking a word through any part of it.

**

~ Best Rock Vocal Performance, Male: Beat It,  Michael Jackson
~ Producer of the Year: Quincy Jones, Michael Jackson
~ Album of the Year: Thriller, Michael Jackson, Quincy Jones, producer
~ Best New Rhythm & Blues Song: Billie Jean, Michael Jackson
~ Best Recording For Children: E.T. The Extra Terrestrial, Michael Jackson, Quincy Jones
~ Best Pop Vocal Performance,  Male: Michael Jackson, Thriller (Album)

~ Record of the Year: Beat It, Michael Jackson, M. Jackson, Quincy Jones, Prods.

~ Best Video Album: Thriller, Michael Jackson

There I sat, staring at the TV as it ended.  Silence only lingered the room for about 5 seconds before Nikki Screamed and called Andrew out of the room.

"Drew, Michael Jackson just broke a record!!" Nikki smiled widely.

"Really!! By doing what girl?" Andrew asked curiously and excited by Nikki's presence.

"Winning 8 Grammy's! And Sofia has to do 8 things that he says, and she can't tell him no, no matter what he tells or asks her!"  Andrew looks at me, then back to Nikki and rolled his eyes.

"Now you know her little fearful butt is not gone do it. She is not that type of girl and you know it."

"Excuse me? oh have you know, I made a bet with her and I can't go back on my bet and you know I'M THAT TYPE OF PERSON. Now I can go through with this bet." I spoke up defending myself. I guess Andrew took that as a dare and by the way his mouth twitched, I could tell he was gonna make me do something I didn't wanna do.

"Alrighty then, Miss 'Not so Goody Two-shoes', I bet you won't suck him like a li-li-li-li-li-lollipop." I stared at him blankly as Nikki spoke next, putting a hand on Andrew's chest.

"She's not gonna do that, I faked betted her to sleep with him and she cursed and was like>>>" clearing her throat, she stood straight and bucked her eyes the way mine were earlier and mimicked me. "Hell no! I'm not gonna do that." They both laughed and I got up and stormed to the door.

"Where are you going?" they both ask in unison.

"Going to go do 8 things Michael ask me to do, then after that suck him like a lollipop and I'll even record it!" And with that, I walked out and got into my car driving to Hayvenhurst.

Nikki and Andrew looked at each other bucked eyes and spoke "She's not gonna do it..." they laughed and went into the kitchen and grabbed something to snack on.