"No way," I said.
"Yes!" she shouted back, "I am going to the Bahamas with JUSTIN BIEBER!"
Let me explain something to you. I am a seventeen year old avid singer. Normally this story would begin like "OMG I LOVE ME SOME JB."
No.
Actually, I've really never listened to his music. He probably doesn't even write his own music. Plus, he thinks his this giant player who Twitter-flirts with his over-obsessive fans.
What was so hot about that?
Besides his gorgeous hair…and smile…and body…but yeah, you get the point.
But, I bought my best friend Lory his C.D. for her birthday and five minutes later after I left her house, she called telling me that she "won the golden ticket" and was going to spend three weeks in June with Justin Bieber, himself.
"Harley?" she asked.
"Yeah?" I answered, chewing on a piece of gum.
"This ticket says that I can bring my closest family and friends…" she started.
I stopped chewing my gum, "and?" I said.
"OH MY GOD, HARLEY YOU'RE GOING WITH ME TO THE BAHAMAS TO SEE JUSTIN BIEBER OHHH MY GOD!" she shouted.
I think I just swallowed my gum… fanfuckingtastic.
