It was 10:30 pm when i got a direct message from someone on twitter. Thinking it had to be Cara, my best friend, i got ready to reply. My hands were ready to type, but it wasn't Cara at all. I looked up at the screen and my heart stopped. It was Justin Bieber. He, yes Justin Bieber, had seen my youtube videos posted of my choreography to multiple songs. I guess he liked them, because he wanted to meet me in person. Yeah, I know, pretty crazy right? I don't even know how fast it was happening when it was. One day i was videochatting him with my mom the details. The next, i was flown out to the Bahamas, where Justin was currently staying. I was informed that he wanted me in his dance crew, but with only one week left of rehearsal and all his songs already choreographed, i had to learn fast and I mean fast. So i was determined i would, but first i had to meet him. And i was excited.

I had slept the full 3 hours of the plane ride to the Bahamas. It was scary being alone. Not only was it my first plane ride, but I was also making alone because my mom had our family restaurant to tend to. She trusted me to go alone, but i was scared; terrified of it.

But hey, i guess i made it, because i'm here now, in the Bahamas. Boarding off a first class plane.

Now, what was i supposed to do? I got my luggage, but there was someone who I was supposed to look for outside. What was his name. Hmmmm, I didn't remember. Maybe if i scan the crowd of people, I can find him.

"Sydney!" I heard my name being called. I tried looking around but couldn't find anyone.

"Syd-" OUCH. Somebody pushed into me and knocked my bags to the floor.

Found him.

"You must be Sydney. I'm Matt. I'll be your ride. Now, lets get this stuff off the floor."

I nodded. "Thanks Matt."

I grabbed some of my luggage while Matt took some more. I remember him from the video chat. I don't remember what he does though. Manager? No.

Oh well.

"Justin is on vocal rest. So he won't be able to talk to you, but he will try. If he does, feel free to smack him. He's very impatient." I laughed at his remark as we got into the black SUV. Tinted windows. That must come in handy when you have a famous singer in your car.

"But in all seriousness, were all happy that you came. You have quite the talent." He turned on the car and we were on the road.

"Thanks. I'm excited to be here. It's all happening extremely fast," I said, looking out the window to my right.

"I bet it is. You'll get used to the craziness. It's annoying at times, but then you realize how lucky you are, just to be here, first hand, witnessing it." He had a point there.

"So how did you meet Justin?" I asked. I still hadn't remembered why he was here exactly.

"I have been a family friend of Usher's for many years. I give Justin vocal lessons."

I nodded. That's who he was….

"Cool. How long until we get there?"

"About 10 more minutes, feel free to turn on the radio if you want."

I tried to, but didn't know any of the stations. I mean it was the Bahamas. Not New York.

"Uh, I'm good," I said with a laugh. Matt chuckled to himself too.

We sat in silence the rest of the way to the resort. Once we pulled up I got out and just stared. It looked huge. I mean HUGE. Please don't turn that into something perverted. Anyways…

I couldn't believe I was staying here.

"So were on the last floor. More secluded from the fans, for security purposes. You're in the room next to Justin and Pattie's." I nodded.

"Now lets pray the elevator doesn't break down."

"What, you don't like elevators?" he asked. "No I like elevators. I don't like being stuck in them."

"Touche."

As we got our way up I was praying we got up safely. We did, thankfully. Who wants to be stuck in an elevator at a resort when you have to pee. Not me.

We walked down the hall and he gave me my key. "Go ahead in. Freshen up. I'm sure Justin will come in soon enough."

"Thanks again," I said as i shut the door.

Wow. Nice place.

Flat screen, huge bed. I could get used to this.

I went into the bathroom, peed, and washed my hands and face. I had to wake myself up.

I looked through the mini fridge. Yes, redbull.

I gulped it down, feeling much more alive, and turned on the T.V.

Soon enough i heard a knock on my door and screamed "Coming!"

I ran over to the large wooden door and tried to open it. How the hell does this thing open it. "Ok, I'm officially a retard and can't get the door open!"

I heard a laugh on the other side. "Turn it to the left!" Justin screamed.

I tried, but couldn't seem to get it. "Aren't you not supposed to talk!" I yelled back. "You're the one who can't get the door open!" he replyed.

I started laughing about how funny this was. Justin Bieber wanted to get in my hotel room at the Bahamas and I was getting instructions from him on how to open a door. Wow.

Something clicked and the door swung open. "It was locked. I had a key though," Justin said as he walked inside. "You could've done that before you know!" he laughed. "Yeah, but then I wouldn't get to see you struggle." What the hell? "Hey!" He opened his arms for a hug.

"I forgot. I have to introduce myself. I'm Justin Drew Bieber and I enjoy singing, skateboarding and girls." I smiled and hugged him. "Nice to meet you. I'm Sydney Rose Arthie and i enjoy dancing, eating food and oh yeah, stalking Justin Bieber."

His eyes opened wide. "NO! Don't tell me you're obsessed." I started laughing so hard. His expression was priceless.

"I'm kidding. That would be very creepy. But the food thing is true. I can eat all day and still be a twig." He shrugged. "Hey, a girl with an appetite. Thats definitely refreshing."

I slapped him. "What the hell?" I smiled.

"I had permission to slap you if you talked and forgot to because you decided to have a little powwow about our favorite things."

"Hey, were alone. Unless you're going to tattle tail on me."

I walked over to my bed and laid right on it. "Actually I might. Now stop talking. Rest your voice. It's all you have."

Again, that shocked face crossed his mouth. "How dare you!" He said and threw a pillow at me. "Kidding!" I said as i threw it back.

He joined me on the bed and I grabbed my macbook from the side table.

"So, you excited to be part of my amazing crew?"

"Doesn't that sound a bit conceited?" I asked.

"What? You know you want some of this." He said as he flipped his hair slowly. As if he was in a Pantene commercial. "Gay."

"Am not!" He yelled. "Sure…."

"What? You don't believe me?" He pointed his fingers to himself.

"Well those pants are a bit tight…"

"Well if you really want to know I can kiss you and then who will be gay now?"

"NO, I'M FINE!" I screamed. I jumped off the bed.

"Nope. You asked for it!" He said following me.

"How is calling someone gay, asking them to kiss them?"

"Admit that I'm amazing and I won't kiss you."

"NEVER!" I yelled as i ran out of my room and down the hall. I found a supply closet and hid in there. I heard footsteps out side of the door and then Justin opened it and came in.

"AH. You're stepping on my toes!" I squealed.

"That's the broom!"

"Well find a light or open the door back up."

"I told you, admit it or i'll kiss you."

"NEVER!"

"Well then pucker up cuz-"

"GUYS?" Matt opened the door and we both fell over, along with the mop.

"Uh," Justin said.

"NO TALKING!" Matt yelled.

"Sorry. Justin's a little hyper and wants me. He keeps denying it but he does. So he captured me into this supply closet so-"

"Woah woah woah. Not true. Sydney's just so in love with me, but just doesn't see it she trapped me in the supply closet to look at my dangerously good looks."

"Ok. Well you two have fun. I'll be in my room. Don't go knocking up the new girl Justin, we need this one. She's talented." Matt said as he walked back to his room.

"Dangerously good looks?" I asked.

"Justin's a little hyper and wants me?"

"Hey. You know you do."

We both laughed this time.

"Funny girl…"

"Get used to it." I replyed as I walked back in my room.

"You opened the door this time. Gold star for you!" Justin said like a little kid jumping up and down.

"Shut up! Don't you have better things to do right now? Like sign autographs. Rehearse. Look at yourself in the mirror?"

"Hahaha. Very funny Sydney. But I enjoy being here. When i'm in my room I actually have to be quiet."

"Lucky me." I took another sip of my redbull.

"You never admitted I'm amazing…" His voice trailed off and he moved closer to me.

"What do you think your doing?" I said as he inched closer.

"I think I'm going to-"

"Rehearsal downstairs in 5 minutes!" Scooter screamed into my room.

"I guess we should go downstairs," I said as i grabbed a pair of sweats. Prepared to learn some dances.

Justin grabbed my arm before I could head out the door.

"Wait. You owe me something." He said as he delicately placed a kiss on my lips.

I backed my lips away from him about to speak but he spoke before I could. "I've wanted to do that since I saw you online."

I smiled. He wasn't that bad. I could see why girls liked him. Something washed over me and I suddenly didn't want to let go of his neck, where my arms were placed.

I kissed him again with more force than he did. Knowing he wanted this as much as I did. It wasn't making out though. It felt….. nice.

As i pulled away, Justin grinned.

"Thanks."

I walked out of the door and looked back at him. "No thank you."

And he followed as we went towards the elevator where Pattie was waiting with the other dancers, singers, DJ and band members.

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