Vanessa's Point of View:
"JAKE! PLEASE?"
"No."
"C'mon! I just want to see him!"
"Mom says you can't."
"So? C'mon! I'll do anything for you!"
"I don't need anything from you."
"Then do it cause I'm your sister!"
"I'm not doing it BECAUSE you're my sister."
"Why not? It's not even that hard."
"Yeah, it is. Getting the blueprints of the arena and then finding a way to break in?"
"Please! It's JUSTIN BIEBER!"
"I don't care. Leave me alone."
I gave an annoyed sigh and went to sit on his bed next to the computer that he was sitting in front of.
"What are you doing there?"
"None of your business." He turned his computer screen away from me.
"Lemme see." I struggled to look at it.
"LEAVE!" He pointed to the door with his index finger.
"YOU'RE LOOKING AT NAIL POLISH?" I screamed pointing an accusing finger at him.
"It's not for me!" He said defensively.
"I NEVER KNEW YOU WERE GAY!"
"I'm not."
"Then why were you looking at nail polish, huh?" I said with my hand on my hip.
"It's for someone else…"
"Who?"
"None of your business!"
"JAKE! Tell me!"
"How about no."
"Tell me! I can help!"
"Fine! It's for Cheyenne." Jake looked away from me.
"Why are you looking at nail polish for her?" My eyebrows knotted together in confusion.
"Cause… She liked that green nail polish in your March favorite item video…"
"What? My videos?"
"Yeah. The green color you wore for March's favorite products of the month video. She likes it. I'm trying to find a duplicate of it for her."
"Why though?"
"She likes it…"
"AND YOU LIKE HER!" I jumped up a little at my new discovery.
"SHH!"
"Sorry. Well you can't buy it anymore. It's limited edition."
"AW REALLY?"
"Yeah. Auntie got me it."
"Dang…" Jake's head fell.
"Jake… I need something from you… You need something from me. You picking up what I'm putting down?" My eyebrows moved suggestively at him.
"But you already used it!"
"So! All of the nail polish bottles at the stores were used before."
"But… Vanessa. Maybe you don't see this but we can get arrested for breaking into that arena!"
"Jake. C'mon! Do it for your loving sister that's willing to give up her precious LIMITED EDITION nail polish for you to get a girl."
"V… Ask Lawrence."
"How's he suppose to help?"
"He practically knows everyone in the city. He'll find a way." Jake exaggerated.
"Lawrence hates Bieber."
"Just beg him… Get on your knees for him."
"OH MY GOD! Do you want me to hit you?" I had my hand up as if I was going to smack him on the head.
"HAHAH!"
"2 and a half years old shouldn't be using that language!" I said in a taunting voice.
".!"
"Yeah you are."
"I DIDN'T CHOOSE TO BE BORN ON A LEAP YEAR!"
"You chose the day. Couldn't wait to get out of mom in just a couple more hours! THEN YOU'D HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS JUSTIN BIEBER! Why DIDN'T you wait?"
"Oh my God! SHUT UP ABOUT HIM!"
"Sorry. SO PLEASE?"
"I'll think about it."
"C'mon, Jake." I pleaded once again.
"Go ask Lawrence."
"Fine. Just think about it though please."
"Yeah, I will. Go back to your room."
I walked out of his room and back into mine to see a text from my boyfriend. I decided to call him back instead.
"Hey, Lawrence." I said once he picked up.
"Hey, baby girl."
"How are ya?"
"Bored. Come hang out with me?"
"Sure. I'll be over in a minute."
"Kay. Call me when you get here."
"Bye." I said and hung up after he said bye back.
I arrived at Lawrence's house and rang his door bell. Today's a Saturday. Justin's concert is next week on Sunday. That doesn't leave me with a whole lot of time to find a way to get to him. Obviously tickets were sold out already and I'm not paying extra unless that's my ONLY option left. My mom didn't get me any since she said I was being mean and overly excited that after I see Justin, I'd end up in a mental hospital.
"Hey." Lawrence opened the door to let me in.
"Where are your parents?" I asked once I got into the living room and put my bag down.
"Shopping." He answered as his arms went around my waist from behind.
"Oh, we're home alone?" I asked in a seductive tone.
"Yeah… For at least a couple of hours." He said and started to kiss my neck.
"Lawrence, I have a favor to ask." I pulled him to sit down on the sofa next to me.
"Shoot, baby."
"Justin-"
"No."
"C'mon. Please, Lawrence? For me?" I gave him my puppy dog eyes.
Lawrence let out a sigh and asked "What is it you want me to do?"
"Just see if there's anyone you know that can get me to see him? Please, baby?"
"Vanessa…"
"Lawrenceeee."
"I don't want to…"
"Lawrence, please? You know how much I love my Vietnamese boyfriend better than Justin."
"Sometimes I doubt that."
"What? I love you way more than I love Justin Bieber!"
"Prove it."
I grabbed his face and kissed him. I instantly felt Lawrence lean back into the kiss.
"That doesn't prove anything."
"What do you want then?"
"Show me you really love me."
"I just kissed you. That doesn't prove that I love you?"
"Baby, come to my room with me."
I knew what he meant by that. He's 17 after all.
"Your forcing me into this." My eyes narrowed at him.
"How so?"
"You want me to do this to prove my love for you even though you know I already love you.
"I'm just kidding, babe. We'll do it when we're both in the mood. And sure, I'll see what I can do."
"REALLY? Thank you so much!" I hugged him tight when I saw his half smile and a yes nod of his head.
I headed home later and waited for his good news. Lawrence is Asian, like me. Well I'm half. My dad's Canadian but my mom's Vietnamese. My hair reached to about one fourth of my back. It's dark brown, like my eyes. Jake is my brother so he's also mixed like me. His hair color is much lightly than mine. He has light brown eyes. He gets them from dad's side while I get mine from my mom's. We still look alike though.
"Vanessa! PHONE!" My dad yelled from downstairs.
I rushed down and took the phone out of his hand and whispered a thanks which he nodded his head to let me know he heard me.
"V, your phone died." Lawrence's beautiful voice.
"It did? Dammit! I'll go charge it later."
"Kay. Well I got good news… And bad."
"Good first."
"I can get you backstage passes."
"Oh my gosh!" I rushed back into my room upstairs and closed the door.
"Bad is you HAVE to take someone with you."
"Why?"
"I don't want you there alone."
"C'mon. It's a concert."
"I don't care. Take anyone."
"Wanna come with me?" I asked with hope.
"I can't that day. I totally would. But I have a game that day. Sorry, babe."
"It's fine."
"Take Jake."
"I'll ask him."
"Yeah. No pictures with Justin though."
"WHAT? Why?"
"I don't want him touching my girl."
"Lawrence. ONE picture. Please?"
"His arm better be on your shoulder."
"Probably will be."
"Good. So you want them?" He was talking about the passes.
"Of course I want them!"
"Your not even allowed to go!"
"I'll make up something. Just get me them, please."
"Alright. I'll give them to you on Monday."
"Kay. Good night. Text me later."
"Kay. Night." Lawrence hung up and so did I.
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