Chapter 1: Airplanes and Family Time

Justin's POV

"We are going to land in five minutes," the flight attendant announced through the intercom. I stared outside and saw the nice view of Canada. I'm finally coming home for the holidays. My mom, Pattie Mallette, held my hand and smiled at me. We've been planning for weeks to come back to Stratford Ontario, Canada to spend Christmas with my family. We're staying in Canada for a week so we have enough time to catch up with everyone. I took my pillow from under my head and stuffed it in my bag.

"Please remain seated until the plane comes to a complete stop," the flight attendant said. The plane slowly started to land. My eyes scanned the whole plane, wondering if anyone was watching me. There were a few girls who kept sneaking glances at me. I smiled at them and waved. They waved back and quietly squealed.

"Justin, sit back in your seat. We don't want to disturb everyone," my mom said. She's kind of used to all the attention I'm getting because she tours with me. Even though I'm Justin Bieber, we both want to have a normal Christmas. No paparazzi spying on us and no fans cheering and following me.

When the plane came to a complete stop, my mom grabbed her bag and we both walked out of the plane. A huge crowd of fans and paparazzi rushed to the scene. My bodyguard, Kenny, is off duty because he has to celebrate Christmas in the U.S so Scooter, my manager, hired a temporary bodyguard who lives in Canada. My bodyguard named Greg escorted me out of the plane.

"I want you to have a safe trip to your house," Greg said. Greg had brown hair and brown eyes. His strong body could intimidate anyone. His eyes have a friendly stare that kind of makes him look soft, but his muscles could scare the pants off people.

"Thank you," I replied and we kept walking. A fan snuck her way past the guards and ran up to me.

"Justin! I'm sorry I'm intruding but can you please just take a picture with me?" she said. I can't help but give what the fan wanted. I hate crushing my fans like that. If I ever rejected a fan, I just feel so guilty. I took a picture with her and signed her camera. She said a quick thank you and left screaming in delight. I smiled to myself as Greg escorted me out of the airport. The paparazzi caught up to me and started asking me questions. I tried to ignore them, but they kept asking me so many questions. I answered a few questions and left in my car home.

When I got home, my family was waiting for me. I gave many hugs and kisses to everyone. After the hug and kiss fest, I played with my little sisters, Jazzy and Jaydelyn, and with my little brother, Jaxon. Jaydelyn is my adopted sister. She's nine years old and has black hair with dark brown eyes. Jazzy and Jaxon both have chocolate brown hair and brown eyes like I do.

"Hey Jazzy and Jaydelyn, want to go to the basketball court in the park?" I asked.

"Yeah!" They both said. They got their coats and boots on while I told my mom I was going to take them to the park and meet up with my best friends, Ryan and Chaz. While walking to the park, I called Ryan and Chaz.

" Hello?" said Ryan on the other end.

"Hi Ryan! Is Chaz with you right now?" I said.

"Yeah he is with me. We were both going to call you anyways and ask if we can hang out with you right now."

"That's exactly what I'm doing! Want to go to the park and play basketball? We just shoot free shots."

"Cool, we'll be there." Ryan hung up. I can't wait to see my two best friends. We've been best friends for many years. They were my only friends who didn't make fun of me for being good at a sport. Ryan and Chaz supported me all my life. Just in a few minutes, I'll be hanging out with them again.