Nine||Just A Show||A Justin Bieber Love Story

Exciting stuffs going to happen soon, I swear to you.
Bear with me?

Justin woke up the next morning with a migraine. He had been getting those a lot lately. He found that the sun streaming in his windows was too bright, the birds outside singing were too loud, and the whole mood of his surroundings seemed too happy. Is this what it was like to be hungover?

Scooter came in the room quietly, just to make sure Justin was awake.
"Get up." He threw a pillow at him, "You've got stuff to do."

Justin rolled over, stared at the ceiling, then unwillingly got up, wondering what kind of things Scooter had in mind.
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They rolled up to the hotel in a black SUV, Justin all the while questioning his mother and scooter who were being vague.
"You'll see when we get there..." they kept saying.

He stepped out, the sunlight being blocked by his dark shades.

"Alright," he sighed. "Someone tell me now?"
He noticed the hoards of screaming fangirls in the corner, hoping he would notice them.

"You're here to see Sierra." His mother motioned him inside. Upon hearing Sierra's name, he turned and walked away from his Mom and to the girls. Most were his age, 17 going on 18, but there were a couple older and a couple younger.

"Hello, ladies." he went over and smiled sincerely, because he was genuinely thankful for every single fan. Every fan that didn't force him to do what he didn't want to do.

Freedom, he thought.

He noticed one girl in the crowd who was especially pretty, with wavy brown hair that had a tinge of red in it. He was staring, but he didn't care. He didn't even notice his mom, who was tugging on his sleeve and repeating his name.

"I swear, Justin, if you do not come with me," she got close to his ear, "I will personally make sure you do not see sunlight for a year."

Justin reluctantly tore his eyes away from the girl and walked, aggravated to the hotel lobby. There, he caught sight of Sierra sitting on one of the couches. When she spotted him, she stood up.

Justin didn't dare look at her. He was furious with the deal and even more angry with her.

"Look," she got in front of him, her British accent thick, "we don't have to be best friends or anything, but it's going to be miserable if you hate me."

Justin walked on.
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Please?

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[skittledip123]

R u gonna finish!

[guesswhat4300]

@skittledip123 yeah im pretty terrible at uploading but the next episode is in the works!

[tanzer2009]

Dammit! I wasn't first :(

[guesswhat4300]

@tanzer2009 What???? You have Internet...?

[tanzer2009]

@guesswhat4300 yeah



[beavie942]

hey nice description of the girl in the crowd ;) and what happened to my storybook ending? :D

[RawrCuzILoveYou]

Oh... I can't wait to read more. :))