Tickets and Squeals.
Everyone is obsessed with Justin Bieber.
What the heck is so great about the kid? He's 16 and he can sing. Big whoop. I know I hate the kid. Especially since Sonny is another one of his screaming fans. Now that this kid's alive, I'm completely forgotten and Chad Dylan Cooper doesn't get forgotten.
"Oh my gosh! Chad, guess what?" I heard Sonny squeal. I turned away from my vanity.
"I'm on the cover of Tween Weekly again?" I popped my collar. She shook her head.
"What? No! I just got Justin Bieber tickets!" I rolled my eyes. Seriously? When is this kid just going to fade out?
"And I care because?" I asked. She just stared at me.
"It's Justin Bieber." She replied, like she was explaining it to a two-year old.
"And?" I sat waiting for an answer.
"It's Justin Bieber. Don't you get it?"
"No, not really."
"He's AMAZINGLY cute and he can sing and he's only 16!" She replied numbering the reasons with her fingers.
"He's REALLY ugly. He has horrible hair. Definitely not as good as mine. He sings like a girl, I mean when is that boy gonna hit puberty? I'm 17 and I can act, sing, AND am so hot. You know you can't deny it." I countered. She rolled her eyes.
"Actually I can. Justin is so much hotter then you." I scoffed.
"That's a lie."
"Well obviously he has more fans than you, so you shouldn't be talking." I shrugged my shoulders.
"This kid will eventually fade out and I'll be on the cover again. You just wait." I paused. "And you know you would pick me over that Bieber kid any day." She scoffed.
"Well obviously you know NOTHING, who wouldn't pick Justin over you? They would have to be crazy." She was lying through her teeth. I know she likes me. And I might feel a slight attraction towards her. I'll never admit that out loud though..
"A lot of people. Try asking every Mac Falls fan. That boy, I don't even know if I should call him one, is just someone who sounds like a girl and needs some serious hair products." I replied.
"Why, when I'm having a great day, you have to go and kill it. You're such a killjoy." She paused before continuing. "And maybe his hair looks like that because he doesn't use as many hair products as you, which may I say, is way too many for a boy." I shook my head.
"Really, Sonny? Really?" I looked in her eyes. "Girls are dying to run their hands through my luscious blond hair. And why? Because it looks incredible BECAUSE I use hair products and of course I'm just perfect." She rolled her eyes.
"Nobody's perfect."
"Please don't turn into Hannah Montana." I told her. She laughed.
"Do you still think Miley and Hannah are two different people?" She asked.
"No! I never did." I lied. Before I saw the show Hannah Montana, I never knew.. you can't blame me! Leave me alone!
"Liar, Liar, pants on fire." Sonny sang.
"Whatever. Did you just come in here to gloat, even though I'm not jealous at all?" I asked. She nodded.
"Pretty much. And you know you're jealous." I chuckled.
"Not even close." I replied. She held up the ticket. Suddenly another one popped out from behind it.
"Well I have two! Do you want to come?" She asked, excitedly. She wants me to come?
"Do I want to? No. Will I? Sure." She shrugged and handed me the ticket. She grinned. I couldn't help but smile back.
"Yay! So, I'll see you.." She paused and took a look at the ticket. "June 10?" I smiled at her.
"Sure." She smiled and skipped out of the room.
I can't believe I just agreed to going to a Justin Bieber concert.
A/N: I know the title sucked, but I didn't want to name it "Justin Bieber" That's kinda boring..
Anyways, I hope you liked this story. The idea just popped into my head when my friend got tickets and she's like obsessed with Justin Bieber..
Love,
Dominique1234