Author's note: Hey, guys! It's Lacey and I really want to be a writer, and I love Justin Bieber, so I decided to write a fan fiction about me and Justin Bieber and our friends. I might mess up some things for his side of the story, but seriously, I don't stalk him, and I do not know every single fact about his life. Maybe some of you obsessed fan girls do, but I do not. Thank you for your time.

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Chapter 1: Back Before…

I hate family trips. I hate them with a passion. We got to our destination: Some-Freakishly-Small-Town, Ohio. Correction: Freakishly-Small-Hotel-Room, Some-Freakishly-Small-Town, Ohio. Yeah. This was going to be fun. I put my suitcase on my bed and asked my parents, "Hey, can I go do something? Like, without you two?"

They looked at each other and said, "Yes, but be back by dark." I think they only let me go because I didn't want to be on this trip in the first place. They wanted to come spend like 3 weeks here for no reason. They said it's so we can "get out of the city." I don't know about them, but I like the city. I grabbed my wallet and ran out the door. Our hotel was right on the edge of the little town. I walked through the town looking in the stores. I had wanted some CDs so I went into the music store. The clerk was playing video games in the back with headphones on. There was only one other person in the store, and they were looking at the music that I was going to look at. I walked over and picked up an Usher CD and started reading the back of it.

"That's a good CD," he said. "You should get it. I mean, if you were thinking of getting it. I got it a couple weeks ago and I love it." I looked over at him. He was cute-light brown hair and eyes, cute smile.

I looked at the Justin Timberlake CD he was holding. "That's a pretty good CD, too. I listen to it all the time."

"Really?" He asked in amazement.

"Yeah. Is there something wrong with that?"

"No. I just didn't think you would like the same kind of music as me, you know just a girl like you…" He got shy.

"What do you mean a girl like me?"

"Well, for starters you're a girl."

"And?" That statement was a little weird.

"Well, you're pretty and nice and…I don't even know your name."

"It's Lacey. What's yours?" I realized I didn't know his name either.

"My name's Justin. So do you live here?"

"Not a chance. My parents made me come here to 'escape the city.'"

"Oh. My aunt lives here and I'm spending the summer with her."

"Is your aunt nice?"

"Yeah, she's pretty nice."

"Why are you staying with her?"

"Well…" He looked uncomfortable. "My parents are divorced and my mom's busy working this summer and my dad's traveling too much. My grandparents suggested sending me here because they usually watch me when my parents are busy."

We walked up to the cash register with our CDs and Justin started ringing the bell nonstop. "The only way to get him out here," he said with a mischievous smile and wink. The clerk came out, sold us our CDs, and then went back to playing his video game.

"So where are you going now?" Justin asked me.

"I don't know. Maybe to do some more shopping. I really have nothing to do. My parents just want me to be back by dark."

"Back…at the hotel?"

"Oh, yeah." I blushed.

"I don't have anything to do either. Wanna do something together?"

"Um…sure. I guess so. I haven't met anyone else here that I could do something with, other than the hotel's lobby person and the guy working in the music store. I'm not that big a fan of showing people to their rooms or playing Call of Duty."

"Ok. Do you want to go see a movie or something?"

"A movie would be fun. What's playing?"

"I heard RV's really funny."

"Ok, I guess we could see that."

Justin and I walked over to the theater. We shared popcorn and had our own drinks. "You're drinking Sprite?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's my favorite soda."

"No way! It's mine too."

After the movie we went to the park and played see-who-can-go-the-highest-on-swings, hide-and-go-seek, and tag. We were really hungry. "Do you want to go eat dinner somewhere?"

"You mean like a date or like I'm hungry let's eat?"

He got the same mischievous twinkle in his eye as he had at the CD store as he said, "We'll see."

We went to a 50's diner and got burgers and shakes. They were the best burgers I had ever had. As we talked I figured out that he was 12, too and that his birthday was March 1, before mine on May 1, we liked all the same music, and that he liked singing around his house for fun, but he didn't think he was very good. He walked me to the hotel after we were done. We were standing right outside the door when he said, "Good night, Lacey. Sweet dreams."

"You too, Justin."

"I know they'll be sweet if I dream of you."

I started blushing again, "Thanks." Then he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek.

"'Night, Lace."

"'Night, Justin." I walked into the hotel room and brushed my teeth and fell asleep in my clothes.

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Every day for those three weeks I hung out with Justin. I thought of him all the time, but we never saw each other after that. I always wondered if he thought of me, too…

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A/N: I worked pretty hard on this, and I would really appreciate it if you reviewed!