Chapter 1

"Finally!" I said as I hopped out of the car and stretched.

We just arrived for our weekend vacation in Toronto, Canada. I was so excited.

I brought my best friend Melissa with me. We've been talking about this special weekend for months.

Melissa and I followed my parents into the hotel we were going to be staying in. They chose a two room apartment.

One room for me and Melissa, and one for my parents.

"I can't believe we're actually here!" I said. I couldn't stop smiling.

This was just amazing.

Melissa smiled back at me. "Me either. I can't wait to see the sights! And all the guys!" she whispered.

We laughed as we walked into the elevator.

When we got to our room on the seventh floor, I opened the door with my key, and we walked inside.

"Wow, this room has a beautiful view!" Melissa said, looking out the window.

"It really does." I agreed.

After Melissa and I relaxed for a few minutes, we decided to go down to the lobby.

"Hey mom, we're going down to the lobby, okay?" I told my mom as we walked out the door.

While we were walking in the hallway to get to the elevator, there was a boy walking toward us. He had on a pair of sunglasses and a hoodie with the hood up.

He bushed by me, and I turned around to glance back at him. He was looking back at me too.

I blushed and turned back around and smiled.

We finally got to the elevator. I couldn't stop thinking about that guy.

When we finally got into the lobby, we walked over to the couches and sat down and started talking.

"Did you see that guy who walked passed us?" Melissa asked.

I smiled. "Yeah I did. He brushed right passed me. And when I turned around to look at him, he was looking back at me." I said, remembering the moment.

Melissa smiled and started to look around.

"Hey Chelsea, do you see a bathroom?" She asked.

I looked around and spotted one behind us.

"Yeah, back there." I told her.

"Thanks. I'll be right back." She said, walking away.

I nodded and continued to look around. The elevator opened, and I looked over to see who was coming out.

It was that guy.

I lost my breath for a few seconds, then I got a hold of myself.

"He's just a guy." I said to myself.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone walking toward me. I looked to my side, and he was standing right beside me.

"Hey." He said.

I smiled and looked up at him. "Hey."

"Mind if I sit next to you?" He asked, smiling.

"No, I don't mind. Go ahead." I said.

He sat down and looked around. "Where's your friend?" he asked.

My face fell. "Oh, she went to the bathroom. She should be back soon…" I trailed off.

I was kind of upset that he wasn't here for me.

"Oh, don't worry. I wasn't here for her…I was actually hoping to get some time alone with you." He said.

I looked straight at him. He was smiling uncontrollably. I smiled back.

"Oh, okay." I said.

"So, what's your name?" He asked.

"Ahh, twenty questions." I said, laughing.

He laughed too, and waited for me to answer.

"My name is Chelsea." I said. "What's yours?" "That's a pretty name. And Justin." He answered.

I smiled. "Thanks. I like yours too."

He laughed. "So, what brings you to Canada?" he asked.

I shrugged. "I don't know, we just felt like coming up here for the weekend. And plus, we're going to a Justin Bieber concert tomorrow." I answered.

He smiled. "Oh, you're going to my concert?" He asked.

"Yeah, I guess. And we've been planning for this weekend for a while now. We just…wait…did you just say your concert?" I asked, looking at him.

He nodded and took off his sunglasses. "Yeah, I'm Justin Bieber." He said.

In my head, I was screaming. But on the outside, I decided to play it cool.

"Oh, that's cool." I said, smiling.

He let out the huge breath I could tell he was holding.

"What, you thought I was going to scream about it?" I asked, laughing.

"Well, you never know. I've gotten worse responses than that." He said.

I decided to play hard to get.

"Oh, so you do this kind of thing all the time, I suppose?" I asked, with a slight attitude.

"Oh, no! No, I don't! I swear!" He said, raising his hands.

I laughed. "Wow. That's just…interesting." I said.

He smiled and looked into my eyes. "Well, do you want to hang out sometime today?" He asked.

I pretended to think about it, although I already knew my answer.

"Hmm, I don't know…" I said.

He pouted, and I laughed.

"Oh, alright." I said.

"Yay!" he said.

I rolled my eyes and looked around.

"If you're looking for your friend, I think she ran into my friend, Chaz over there." He said, pointing in their direction.

I could tell they were both flirting. I knew what Melissa looked like when she was in flirt mode.

I laughed and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Justin asked me.

"Don't worry, I'm not leaving you." I said laughing.

He stood up and walked over to stand beside me.

"Well, I'm not doing much now. I could maybe show you around." He said.

I nodded. "Okay."

We walked over to Chaz and Melissa.

Melissa saw Justin and just waved. She must really like this Chaz person, because I know that she would scream her head off if she met Justin.

"Wow." I said.

"Hey Chaz, Chelsea and I are going to walk around. You two want to come?" Justin asked.

"No thanks, Melissa and I already have plans." He said.

My jaw dropped and I just stared at them.

"Are you okay Chels?" Melissa asked.

I closed my mouth. "Yeah, I'm fine." I said.

"Let's go." Justin said.

He grabbed my hand and led me out of the hotel.

We walked around for a long time. After about twenty minutes of being with him, we started to form this connection between us.

We sat down on a bench and he put his arm around me.

"That was really fun Justin!" I said to him.

He looked at me and smiled. "I know! Today was a great day."

We just sat there and talked about everything. I could tell he was a very loyal person, because he didn't look at any other girls when he was with me.

"How do you do that?" I asked him.

"Do what?"

"There's a whole bunch of girls walking around out here and you're only talking to me." I said,

He laughed. "What, do you want me to go talk to other girls while I'm with you?" he asked.

"No! I don't. It's just that most guys can't focus on just one girl at a time." I said.

He looked into my eyes. "I'm glad you don't want me to go talk to other girls, because I like being with you." He said, smiling. I blushed.

"Well, I think it's about time we head back to the hotel. Your parents could possibly be waiting for you." He said.

My face fell. "Oh, okay."

He laughed. "Don't worry, we can hang out again." He said to me.

I smiled as he grabbed my hand and led me back to the hotel.