Chapter One.

I reluctantly got up from my bed as a persisting noise pierced through the morning silence. It was my alarm clock, the official signal that forced me out of my comfy bed every morning. Sigh. Another day. Just another day of school. I was an ordinary girl, you know. Just another person who got through the day, without any expectations or hopes for anything exciting. After getting ready, I headed out for school. School was a place that I loved and hated at the same time. It was a peaceful place—for me anyways. No drama, trouble or anything. I had my friends whom enlighted my days and everything was just ok. In some sort of way, I was happy. I had a comfortable life, people who cared about me and I was not alone. There was nothing missing, right? I tried to convince myself of that fact but somewhere deep down inside it felt as if there was an emptied void that needed to be replaced by—something. Something that was completely oblivious to me. For months, I've tried to figure it out but never could. In the end I decided to give up. I figured that maybe it was something that I needed to discover on my way through life. Something special. I maximized the music volume going through my headphones. I drifted off to sleep on my way to school. The bus rides were very long, thank god. It gave me an extra time to sleep, which was something I gladly appreciated. This was my life.

It was third block of the day, which happened to be my free period. I stood in front of my locker, getting rid of things. " Omg, Omg, Omg, Omg" The voice echoed in the empty hallway of Lincoln High. "Omg, Omg, Omg." It became endless. The individual was obviously agitated. The sound of steps grew louder and closer as it rushed in my direction. I had no reaction whatsoever towards the not so unusual excitement. I carefully put my books into my locker and closed the door. Lynn was standing right next to me, smiling like a cartoon. Lynn was my best friend. My annoying, crazy yet, adorable best friend. It was a bit unusual considering the fact that we were absolutely nothing alike. She was holding a copy of some teen magazine. I had no clue which one. "You will never believe what I just heard" she beamed. I took a quick look at the cover of the copy. It was a 'popstar' issue and it didn't seem like anything special to me. It was just the usual celebrities on the cover: Miley Cyrus, Selena Gomez and whatnot. I stared back at her " What did you just hear Lynn?" I responded showing very little interest as I picked my backpack from the floor. No response. She tightly shut her eyes, as her smiled grew bigger, if that was even possible. Her face was starting to turn red. I chuckled. This was just like her. Taking her time whenever she had something exciting to announce. I sighed This was going to be very loud. "Justin Bieber is having a contest!" She shouted. Now it was my turn to stare at her, but in my case, I was not in the least excited.

"A contest. You are making such a fuss about some stupid contest?" I incredulously asked.

"But it's not just any contest" she replied her level of excitement intact as it was from the beginning.

"Oh yeah, what's the grand prize? An autograph of what's his name?" I grinned

"Justin Bieber" She corrected

"Whatever." I started walking.

"And no, it's not just some stupid autograph." "For your information", she continued, "the grand prize is a trip to the Bahamas!" she finally bawled. No response. "With him!" she added.

"Okay." I shrugged. "Look, I don't want to seem like a jerk but realistically, you're probably not going to win you know that right?"

"God you're such a buzz killer"

"What?" I protested, "I'm just telling you the truth" And the truth was exactly what she needed the get herself back down to earth from her little fantasy world.

"Yeah I know" she let out a deep breath. "But admit it, wouldn't it be cool if I won?"

I pushed the library door open "Yeah, I guess."