"Hey, Abby, I have to go." My best friend Kristen said, looking away from her phone. She waved it at me, showing a message from her mom.
"Oh, ohshay." I said, trying to chew and swallow the popcorn in my mouth. I moved the bowl aside and stood up from the couch. I turned 'High School Musical' off, too. Kristen gathered her stuff and headed for the door.
"Be sure you dispose of the evidence." Kristen said in a mock detective voice. I saluted her and off she went. My parents were off on a week long business trip. I'm only 13, but my neighbor is just right beside us if I need anything. I had invited Kristen over, even though my parents had set a strict no-guests rule while they were away.
Once Kristen was gone, I plopped down on the couch. I loved Friday nights. Just the fact that you can curl up on the couch with sweats and no makeup and there's no guys there to judge you. I didn't even have to straighten my hair like normal. It was just in a curly, messy ponytail. One of the most unattractive things EVER.
I heard some commotion outside. I walked over to the window and looked out. I saw two guys, probably a bit older than me, skateboarding outside. There was a large bus parked nearby with adults rushing all around it frantically. Who knows. I thought to myself, going to the kitchen to get a drink. Our kitchen is so tiny, and there's hardly any room to walk without bumping into anything. I went to the fridge, bumping into the stove behind me as usual.
I sat back down on the couch, drank my Dr. Pepper, then fell asleep.
It burned. My skin. I could feel the heat all over the room. A strong smell. I was coughing. A lot. I had no idea where I was. I was moving. I heard voices. Where they in my head? I felt something supporting me. Or was I flying? Was I dead? What was happening? I hit something. I screamed in agony, though it didn't even hurt. I was scared. I closed my eyes tightly. Was I dreaming? Then it all went away, just like that. I was rolling on a cool surface. It felt good. Something was rolling with me. Or I was rolling with it. I don't know. I stopped. I lay there. I heard the voices again. It became a little clearer. "Chello? Chello? Are you smoking? Chello?" A worried voice was frantically saying to me. I started shaking back and forth. Or was I on a ride? A roller coaster? The voice got farther and farther away, screaming frantically. Then my senses became clear.
I was sitting in the grass in my back yard. There was somebody running around me in circles screaming, freaking out. I still burned everywhere. I could breathe better though. I sat up, grunting in pain. The person stopped screaming and running, looked at me, and ran over to me frantically.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay? Are you awake? How many fingers am I holding up?" He was saying fastly. I stared at him.
"Who the heck are you?" I spat. He sighed.
"Yeah, you really do need to go to the hospital." He said, getting up. He paced back and forth, talking to himself and using his hands.
"Uhm, yeah, what's going on?" I asked more sweetly. I wanted to stay on this kid's good side. He may be my key to survival if we're the last two people on Earth or something. He sighed and walked over.
"Can you get up?" He asked. I pushed up with my hands, and just fell on my back.
"Apparently not." I squeaked. He reached his hand out. I grabbed it, and he tried to pull me up.
"OWWW!" I screamed. I began to cry.
"Oh my gosh, sorry! Sorry, sorry, oh my gosh…" He said, kneeling beside me. He put his arms under me and picked me up bridal style. He carefully carried me to the front yard. There were a bunch of adults standing there freaking out. Then eight black vans drove down the street. People hopped out of them with cameras and surrounded us, taking pictures. I couldn't see ANYTHING. I cried harder and buried my head into the guy's chest. The last thing I heard before I passed out was "Justin, who is she?"
"So is she gonna be alright?" I heard Kristen saying.
"She'll be fine. She just has some minor burns." An older guy said.
"Then why was she screaming and everything last night?" The guy who saved me asked.
"She was just scared and in shock, and the heat all around made it feel like it was much worse.
"Oh." Kristen and the guy replied.
"I'd suggest you guys explain it all to her." The old guy said. Then I think he left, because I heard footsteps and then silence. I pretended to still be asleep. One of them shook my hand. I slowly opened my eyes. It was Kristen.
"Hey." She said.
"Hey." I coughed weakly. "Alright where is he?"
"Who?" Kristen asked.
"Whoever saved me. I guess this calls for the whole 'Oh my hero' speech." I said. The guy walked over to me.
"That would be me." He said, smiling. My mouth fell probably ten feet.
"You're kidding." I said. He laughed.
"Nope, it's me, Justin Bieber." He said. I closed my mouth.
"So, why, how, you, where, but, . . . What?!?!" I stammered. Justin laughed and grabbed a chair.
"My friend Christian and I were skateboarding on your street, since my tour bus broke down. Your house caught on fire. Nobody was around. They had hauled my bus off finally to get it repaired. We had no idea what to do. We didn't know if somebody was in there. I broke through a window and looked, and you were on the couch asleep. I thought you were dead, but I checked and you were breathing. Then I took you and jumped out the back window, and I then you came clear." He explained.
"Oh my gosh." I said.
"What?" Kristen asked.
"My parents are gonna kill me." I said sadly. Kristen and Justin laughed.
"It'll be fine, Abby." Kristen said. I shrugged. I wasn't so sure.
"So am I healthy? Will I live?" I asked.
"Yep. That's what the doctor said." Justin replied. I sighed happily.
"So when are they gonna let me out of this joint?" I asked.
"That will be up to me." The doctor said, entering the room again with a clipboard.
"Honestly, you can leave in about an hour. I have to let this medicine kick in." He replied with a smile.
"Good." I simply replied. He laughed and left.
"So will you stay with me Kristen?" I asked. She nodded. Then we all just sat there.
"Justin you don't have to stay. I understand you have a busy schedule and maybe a concert or something."
"No, I'll stay." He said.
"Why? I'm just a random girl you saved." I replied.
"Uhm. Look out the window." He murmured. I turned around and peered out. There was a huge mob of paparazzi trying to get pictures. They saw me looking and began taking pictures. I was momentarily blinded.
"Oh, wow." I simply said. I turned back around to face Justin. He just looked like a giant bright white blob. How can celebrities put up with that? I thought. He became clear quickly though.
We all just sat there in silence. Looking at each other, around the room, and the poor choice of decoration in the hospital. I began coughing and my ears started buzzing. It felt like I went cross eyed. I had no idea what was going on! Kristen and Justin freaked out and started calling for the doctor. Justin checked to see if I was breathing. The doctor came in and just looked at me and sighed.
"Guys, its just the medicine. It will only last a minute or too. But this also means she can leave soon." He explained with an assuring smile. Justin and Kristen breathed a sigh of relief. He was right, the coughing stopped and I felt much, MUCH better.
"I think I'm ready to leave now." I said.
Kristen let me borrow some of her clothes and we went to the lobby. I called my mom. They had already called my parents to explain everything, but I though I should call to apologize and let her know I'm alright.
"Honey, I'm just so glad you're okay!" My mom exclaimed at the end.
"Yeah, well if it weren't for Justin, I wouldn't be." I said, smiling at Justin. He smiled back.
"Wait, Justin? Justin who?" My mom asked.
"Bieber." I said, as if it weren't that big a deal. My mom screamed and I instantly pushed the phone away from my ear. Kristen and Justin laughed.
"Alright mom, I gotta go. Love you." I said, hanging up.
"Soo what now?" Kristen asked. I shrugged. Just then a woman in a nurses' uniform scurried in worriedly.
"They've surrounded every door." She said.
"Who?" I asked.
"The paparazzi." She replied.