Justin Bieber

I was minding my own business, sitting in the movie theater, waiting for Andy. There was no one else around, thank god, and i was just thanking my lucky stars for that when two girls walked in, shattering my carefully crafted peace.

"Please, Princess, remind me why I'm here!" whined the taller one with the curly hair. Her friend was in front of her, with a large smile and gaga eyes to match. Damn, she was loud.

"There he is!" the shorter, non-whiny one pointed at me. "See, Lauren? I told you coming with us would be fun!" Whoa, what? So first they invade my theater and now they're gonna TALK to me? No way. Nuh uh. Not happening. I bit my lip in order to keep myself from screaming profanities at those girls. They are NOT about to ruin my date with Andy.

The whiner, who's name I now assumed to be Lauren, rolled her eyes dramatically and followed her friend up the stairs in the fully-lit movie theater. I was prepared to guard my seat and the one next to me with my life. They can sit anywhere, but HERE.

In an attempt to divert attention off myself, I stared at the movie screen, hoping to find some form of entertainment flash across the screen.

...Or maybe a message from God; telling me that he'd lightning bolt these girls somewhere FARRRR away.

...No such luck. There were merely pictures of local businesses and celebrities flashing across the screen. Pre-movie watcher stuff.

Andy had always been an early bird. I was given specific instructions to get here early so we could see the movie in time.

No one was even here. I don't know what the rush was for.

To be honest, I don't even remember the name of this movie... But by the looks of the theater, it had been out for a while, seeing as I was the only inhabitant, Andy having left a few minutes ago to get popcorn.

I subconsciously turned my head to the stairs, and found myself locking eyes with Lauren, resident complainer.

She and her friend, they were headed this way. Damn, I hate whiners.

"Can't you sit somewhere ELSE?" whined Lauren, pointing at me.

"Uhmm... I was here first, cupcake." I responded cooly. No one can crack "The Biebs".

"Don't call me that." she narrowed her eyes and glared. I swear, if looks could kill, I'd be singing with the angels right now in heaven.