After the cheering has died down, and Nadia has left the stage again, the lights on stage go dark, and the screen at the back comes on, showing Cassie Summers standing there looking down the hallway. She puts a finger to her lips and looks at the camera, grinning. After a few seconds, she starts to tiptoe down the corridor, the camera following her as she heads towards a door, which she stops outside.
Cassie points at the sign on the door in front of her. She lifts a mic to her mouth, whispering to the camera. "As you can see, this is the men's bathroom for all the celebs and Top Lads to use. I've been told to get a camera and get here ASAP for a MASSIVE shock." She shushes the camera again and stares at the door for a few seconds, after which it swings open, and a man dressed very badly as Vanity walks out, adjusting the crotch of his dress as he comes out, coughing and spluttering. The guy turns and looks at Cassie and grunts.
"What the hell are you lookin' at?" He says in a very gruff voice, before walking away. Cassie turns and looks at the camera with a very exaggerated expression of surprise on her face. She puts her hand to her mouth. "I always knew it...I knew it." She whispers.
Amidst the laughter, the screen goes black again, and the lights on the stage come back on to reveal Damion and Cassie already stood there. The teenager takes a bow and laughs, waving to her fans.
"I wanna just apologise for depicting Vanity as that dude," she says, with a sincere look spread over her face. "That was mean and uncalled for really. That guy is a million times more feminine than Vanity, and I apologise unreservedly to him. Poor guy." She laughs and lifts her hand to high five Damion. Damion shakes his head a little and laughs at her. Cassie turns back to the front.
"Buuuuuuuut, it's not ALL about me. Mostly, but not all, and it's time for another award." The crowd start to cheer again. "This one is more my style and my scene...as you can see from my uber cool fringe and Vans. She lifts her dress to show a pair of checkered Vans sneakers. "This award is my favourite of the night. This is for those real acts that play real rock music and make that sound that just resonates through you. That sound that just makes you want more. Real instruments. Real people. Real talent. This is best rock/indie award, and the nominees are:"
Ryan Ross Hernandez
Katie Coyle
Riot! In The Boulevard
Bianca Moretti
Reported Failure
Julia Volkova
Pretty Little Freaks
Brandon Caulfield
The camera cuts back to Cassie, and she looks confused. "Wait...I said best ROCK act right?" The crowd cheer, and she looks at her card. "Dafuq is this?" She looks towards the show's director, and Damion clears his throat.
"Alright! Alright! Well, the runner up is another total legend of the industry. this is a guy who brought acoustic guitar to the mainstream and allowed us all a little look at country music. I may have given him a hard time in the past, but secretly, his CDs are in Jason's collection." She laughs. "Ladies and gents, the runner up is Ryan Ross Hernandez."
Cassie smiles at the cheering. "Alright alright calm down. Let me see...." She opens the award envelope and the look on her face changes from a mischievous smile to a serious expression. She nods a little bit and then shakes her head before sighing.
"Most of you guys will appreciate why I can't stand here and present this award to this person. So I'm gonna leave the stage. But the winner is Katie Coyle."
She smiles and hands the award to Damion, as she turns and walks off the stage, the sound of cheering looking like it pains her. Damion shrugs after watching Cassie. "I'm sure we can all sympathise with Cass. We've all had a hard time with a break up. But ladies and gents; Katie Coyle!" He raises his hands in the air as the crowd cheers, and Katie comes onto the stage, smiling.