Just Give Me a Chance: A Greyson Chance love story

First Show (part4, i think...)

Greyson, Alli and I were in the "green room", playing Wii Music while we were waiting for Cody to finish his set, when none other than Dan Schneider ran in.

"Dan! What are you doing here?" I said, surprised.

"Just came to give you this," he said, handing me a DVD case.

"What is it?"

"What do you think it is?" Dan said.

"My episode???"

"That's right!"

"Thank you so much!"

"Yep, gotta go! The cast says hi!"

"Say hi to them back for me!"

"Will do, bye!"

"I WANNA WATCH!" Greyson said, grabbing the case from me.

"Maybe tonight we'll watch it with Cody if we're not too tired. Tomorrow's a traveling day, too."

"I can't wait to see it!" Alli said. 

"It's funny, just three weeks ago, I was just another obsessed fan girl. Now, I'm on tour and I've guest starred on iCarly!"

"People think it's easy to get into the music industry. But it really isn't! We got rejections from almost everyone for almost a year with Cody," Alli said, "You two are the lucky ones."

"Yeah, Greyson, you're career started faster than mine."

"Dang, it only took two weeks until Ellen called. Mind-blowing," Greyson agreed.

Cody slowly came in then, all sweaty and out-of-breath, and flopped down on the couch.

"A...girl...pulled...my...arm...until...I...nearly...fell...off...stage."

I faintly heard the fans screaming:

"GREYSON! GREYSON! GREYSON! GREYSON!"

"Good luck out there, man," Cody said, as I reached into the mini-fridge and handed him a Gatorade.

Greyson said,

"Thanks. Bye, Cheyenne, Alli!"

"Look what Chey got," Alli said, tossing the DVD case on Cody's lap.

"What is it?"

"My iCarly episode," I said.

"How did you get this?"

"Dan Schneider just ran in and out of here."

Cody capped the Gatorade and set it down on the floor next to him.

"When are we watching it?" he said, rubbing his hands together.

"Tonight or tomorrow, depending on how tired we'll be."

"Where's the meet and greet?" Alli asked.

"No idea. Cody?"

"Downstairs, I think."

We played the Wii for the next 45 minutes, and then, Troy ran in.

"Cheyenne, he wants you out there."

"Greyson?"

"No, Spongebob. Yes, Greyson!" he said sarcastically, laughing.

"What does he want?"

"You'll see, just come on! He's waiting!"

Troy ran me out, handed me a microphone, and pushed me out. Greyson was sitting at his piano.