"Shaye, do we really have to do this now? It's at the crack of dawn!" Natalie Tourden whined to her best friend/roomate.
"Oh quit being so dramatic! It's nine o'clock in the morning, Natie." Shaye replied as she pulled their dark red curtains aside. Sunlight streamed in the large, three paned window, making Natalie hiss in disapproval. It was a perfectly good Saturday morning that usually was made up of sleeping in, brunch, homework, shopping, then a night on the town. But this particular Saturday morning was the one Natalie had been dreading. Ever since Shaye had told her about the yoga classes she had signed them up for on Saturday mornings, Natalie had been bummed. After rubbing her eyes deprived from her usual amount of sleep, Natalie stood and stretched. Shaye smirked and threw her a set of yoga apparel. Natalie mad her way to the cluttered bathroom, when Shaye laughed.
"Here, catch. You'll need it." She said as Natalie caught the brush and hairband in one hand. Leave it to Shaye to always be prepared for anything, even her horrible bed hair.
Thousands of screaming girls crowded his tour bus as the pop sensation flipped his shaggy hair away from his eyes. Oh how the girls longed for him to grow his hair out again like in his teen years. But times had changed and so had he. It was time to grow up and get his goals in order. After all, he was twenty four.
"Sweetheart, they need you in five." His mothers fragile voice called out to him from outside the bathroom door.
"Alright, I'll be out soon." He said as his long fingers gripped the marble sink's countertop. He was back at the dreaded Cal University, the prison he had thankfully graduated from two years before, for his mother's sake of course. The only good times were the off the charts frat parties and the endless supply of willing girls, ready to take him on every night. Justin quickly shook his head of his college memories while he headed to his crowds of fans outside.
The bright, sunny, beams of light that filtered through the trees gave her a headache. Natalie rubbed her temples as Shay prattled away about some boy in her history class. Natalie couldn't help, but hate all the people with grins on their faces as they strolled through the warm college campus. Natalie decided to try and picture waking up this early every Saturday, but it didn't fit together. She just thought about a warm cheesy omlet after her and Shaye's yoga session. She would deserve it she thought as they approached the gym with no enthusiasm what so ever.
"You don't have to do this you know?" Scooter Braun whispered into Justin's ear.
"I know, but I thought I'd tour the school for old times sake." He reassured his manager after Justin's speech and autograph signing. Justin then strolled the familar worn cobblestone paths to the bbuildings that had been his life. He saw his old proffessors and some buddies and girls batting their eyelashes at him. Justin would send them a wink or a charming smile before moving onto the next building.
Mid afternoon, Justin found himself in the gym with it's familiar sweat smell. He missed the Friday night basketball games and when they won the championship title his senior year. The singer peered in to see a yoga class stretching. After observing them, he turned to bump into a small lithe figure and a shower of water erupted from between them, soaking them both. Justin looked up from his water stained pants to meet her angelic crystal blue eyes.