Prologue

I batted my eyes at my mother and made a brilliant puppy-dog face. "Please mommy, can I have tickets to see Justin Bieber?" I batted one last time before she gave in with a sigh. "Okay fine, but you have to take Casey." I nodded too excited to care. Casey was my annoying seven-year-old cousin, while I was a mature sixteen-year-old. I hugged her tightly and jumped all around.

For the next twenty-two days I was uncontrollable. Then came the day, the day I would remember forever.

Chapter 1

My mom dropped Casey and me off at the big arena. We dressed in purple, just like every other girl. I tried to keep it cool, while Casey couldn't stop jumping. My mom had snagged backstage passes and front row tickets. I was really excited because along with the backstage passes we got meet and greet tickets too.

Soon we were able to get inside, we ran to the first chair in front of the stage. We waited patiently for them to announce that anyone with backstage passes was allowed back now. Casey jumped up and ran. I grabbed my bag and ran after her, calling her name.

I caught up to her at the entrance, some guards stopped her. "Sorry, we have passes." I ripped them out of my bag. The guards nodded and moved aside. Casey ran again, she was screaming. And I worked up a sweat chasing her. She slipped right through some line we couldn't cross, but I tried to go and get her, but they stopped me. I kept calling after her. Then I pushed my way though and kept running until I rammed into him.

I was laying on top of him while he moaned in agony, "Oh my god, I am so sorry, my cousin ran over here and I tried to get her, but the guards wouldn't let me through, but I pushed my way through and ran into you. Did I say I was sorry?" he nodded. "Can you get off me?" I giggled and helped myself off him. I helped him up and smiled. Guards ran screaming. "You get over here!" one shouted pulling me away. "Yo, she's cool." Justin said brushing himself off. The guard released me and I thanked Justin.

"Hello, I'm Camille, again I'm really sorry. I just wanted to get my cousin."

Justin laughed and nodded. "Its fine and I think I see her right over there." He pointed to her playing with Jazzy and Jaxon. We both laughed.

"Thanks Justin, I'm responsible for her and she gets out of my sight a lot." He smiled.

"You're welcome Camille. Do you think you'll want to be the one less lonely girl?" I shook my head.

"I don't want it; I was privileged enough to meet you. Go make some girl's dream come true." We exchanged smiles before Scooter called Justin and shooed us back to our seats.

I pulled Casey back to the seats and waited for the show to start, Justin had a guard keep an eye on Casey just in case she escaped me. When Justin hopped onto the stage he saw me and winked. I waved and leaned back.

I let the show pass and the one less lonely girl was someone who cried her eyes out, Justin looked at me and I nodded with a smirk. Soon the show ended and it was time for meet and greet.

Again we were directed to the stage, there was a table set up. I waved to Justin when he came out. When it was our turn he was already writing my name. "No, just sign your name. I'm going to give it to another lucky fan." He smiled. "Sorry, already signed your name, but here is another one." He quickly wrote his name and hugged me for a picture. "You care about my fans as much as I do." He said through his teeth. I nodded and walked off.

I felt a sense of regret, I felt a connection with him, was it my inner fan talking or did I really feel something. I saw a crowd of girls hanging around and then I saw a little girl walking over to her mother and her beat up car. I called after her. She looked at me with a longing. I handed her the autograph. She screamed and hugged me. Her mother smiled. "Thank you, I could only afford the highest up seats, but I couldn't let my darling down." She hugged me too.

I saw Justin in a car, he smiled. He had seen the whole thing. He waved me and Casey over. "Call me Uncle Ron." He said rolling down the window.

"So Uncle Ron, are you staying here any longer." Justin nodded with a big grin.

"Last stop on tour, were in Florida, how could I not stay." He winked.

"Hi Justin, ops, I mean Uncle Ron!" Casey screamed at the top of her lungs.

WE looked back as girls ran towards us. "Get in!" Justin said and opened the door.

"Thanks you saved our butts." I said pulling back my hair nervously.

We both looked at Casey and she shrugged. The car started moving really slow, "So can I drop you home?" I shook my head, "My mom is supposed to pick us up." Justin got a text and smiled. "Well no one can enter the arena anymore anyone has to leave. So you're stuck with me." I tried not smile, but I cracked.

Justin was tired and fell asleep and so did Casey, I asked the driver if he had a marker, he did. So I started drawing on his face, gave him a mustache, and put little hearts. I wrote my name on his forehead. Justin stirred and his hand popped out of his jacket. I wrote my number quickly, I knew it was a long shot, but hey, what would life be without taking chances.

Soon we arrived home and Justin had awoken, yet not knowing I drew on his face. Justin carried Casey out with his hood on, I tried to hide my laughing and so did the driver. I thanked him with a big hug. "It was the least I could do." I nodded and went inside. I put Casey down on the couch and watched him drive away. My mom was sleeping; I gave Casey a blanket and went to bed myself.

Next morning I woke up to Casey spilling the beans to my mother. "Shh!" I said trying to sleep. Casey pulled me out of bed. "Show her what we bought." I got up and started yawning. "Calm down, it's in my bag." I searched for it. "Man I left it in the car." Casey started crying."Is there any way to have him bring it back?" I shook my head.

In an hour or two Justin arrived with my bag and a two movie tickets. I was so glad I showered. I hugged him again and then he asked me if I wanted to go to the movies. How could I say no? I changed really quickly in a little dress with a belt and a cardigan. Justin smiled and this time he was driving. I told him I would be getting my license on my birthday, October 31st. "Well I know what I'm getting you." He told me that like we were old friends.

We arrived at the theater, he pulled up his hood and put sunglasses on and we walked in with preordered tickets. I had to buy the snacks. Justin leaned against the wall and I handed him the popcorn. He grabbed my hand and led me to our seats. When he grabbed my hand I felt it again, I felt a tingle, a connection.