* = Justin's thoughts

The audience chants as Justin Bieber does vocal exercises baskstage. He's never been so nervous in his life, for this is the biggest audience he's ever sang to.

"Justin! Justin! Justin! Justin!" the crowd screams. The whole stage shakes with excitement.

"You ready Justin?" one of his crew members asks breathlessly.

Justin looks down at his shoes and just stares, expressionless. He doesn't know what to do. What to say. What if he forgets the words? What if the crowd doesn't like him? What if, what if, what if...

"Justin! Hey man, you're up in 2 minutes!" the crew member yells out, but Justin continues to stare at his shoes.

*I can't do this. I know my fans depend on me, but I just can't shake off this feeling like...I will fail...*

Justin finally looks up and nods his head at the crew member, than gathers up everyone to do his ritual before a perfomance.

The lights go dark in the stadium, and the crowd roars even louder. The stadium shakes and everything's a blurr.

Justin walks out in the dark, ready to give it his all. He holds up the michrophone, and starts to sing "One Less Lonely Girl".

The spotlights hit him at that second, and at this point, you can barely hear anything. But that doesn't stop Justin Bieber.

Ugh, all day she's been like this, Justin Bieber THIS! and Justin Bieber THAT! Yeah, STFU Adriana! I don't wanna hear another word about your faggot boyfriend! What does she see in him anyway? He's got ugly hair, a girl voice, and he's just so annoying!

I walk to lunch with Adrianna, while she gabs on about him. Someone KILL me.

We sit down where we usually sit, the loner table. Since i'm Adrianna's friend, no one hangs out with us. Now if you're thinking, why don't you just ditch her too? Mm, well you see, she's been my friend since Grade K and she's put up with my shit. She doesn't walk away from me, she helps me with my problems, and I love her for that. The bad thing is, she likes Justin Bieber, so everyone hates her.

"Omg, so his concert was AMAZING last night! Oh I could not stop screaming my head off! He's so sexy, don't you just wanna put him in your closet and keep him forever haze?" Adriana screeched.

"Uhm, yeah, so I can hang him with my hoodie strings" I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

She pouted at me, but she kept going on. "Don't be such a hater, Justin has amazing talent" She sighs. "You should've been there"

I scoff a second time "And what? Have my ears bleed for a month? No way!" I bite into my ham sandwhich, and chew noisily to annoy Adrianna.

She gives me a look and takes out her apples. She loves eating healthy, it bugs the crap out of me.

I stare at her apples like they're my sworn enemy, than look up at her. She has the most beautiful face. She's light skinned, with sort'of an oval shaped face (a pretty oval). Her cheeks are always lit up with light pink powder and she has small dimples. Her light freckles on her nose make her even prettier. She has light golden hair, and bright blue eyes to die for. I am so jealous of her. I am not even close to being pretty.

She bites into her juicy green apple with her bright white teeth, and savors the taste for a good 5 minutes. I stare at her in envy, she even chews perfectly.

After lunch, I go to math class. This school is more boring than watching my brother count the dots on the ceiling of the doctor's office. I stare at the clock, 2:58PM. Almost there, just 2 more minutes. Come on Hazel, you can make it.

The bell rings and I rush out of there like there's a fire. I grab Adrianna's, or Drina, arm and we race to my house, which is only 3 blocks away. I open the door to my medium sized house, and I throw my backpack in my cat's face. Poor Lillian, such a darling cat, too bad i'm mean to her. We run to my room and we get on Omegle (you know that online chat site). Ok, well my story behind this is...well...

Thursday, June 5th. 9:00PM.

kidrauhl: haha, so you just booked it?
writeloveonmyarms: hell yeah! haha, drina doesn't like "doing pranks" on people kidrauhl: really? i love doing pranks. it's what i do when i'm not busy writeloveonmyarms: no way, me too! it just makes me feel happy haha kidrauhl: yeah me too, just being a normal teenager makes me feel happy writeloveonmyarms: same here, looks like we have a lot in common "kid" (;
kidrauhl: haha, i told you i'm not a kid! (;
writeloveonmyarms: you sure? lol. kidrauhl: def. sure. you know, you're the first girl i've talked to that i actually like talking to writeloveonmyarms: haha, really? why thanks (: you're not so bad yourself (;
kidrauhl: haha, thanks. oh, gotta go! let's talk tomorrow at 8PM. k?
writeloveonmyarms: for'sure! can't wait. (:
kidrauhl: bye beautiful (;
writeloveonmyarms: bye cutie pie

kidrauhl has logged off.

I spin in my chair, waiting for 8'oclock to roll around. I don't know, but talking to this boy makes me feel so...good. I mean don't get me wrong, online chatting is lame cause it's just 80year old men tryna get some, but i feel like this guy is real and down to earth.

Drina lays on my messy bed, filled with all our clothes. When she sleeps over, she leaves her clothes at my house, and she just gets them when she feels like it. That's the way we usually roll. She's staying over tonight, and she'll finally get to meet this boy i'm talking to. I'm so excited! More excited than her going to that Justin Bieber concert. Yuck.

"When is this "boy" coming on haze?" Drina asks impatiently.

"Be patient! He says he'll be on at 8, but i'll just be logged in just in case he logs in early" I say, hiding the happiness in my voice.

"Speaking of Justin, I'm going to another concert in a couple weeks with Chelsea. You should totally come with!" she yelps.

I roll my eyes and turn to my computer screen. I wonder what he's doing right now...

Should i log in early? I really want to talk to her. She seems so cool, and she makes me feel like a normal kid. I need to log in right now! But the interview! Ugh, stupid interview. Maybe if i can sneak onto my account, they won't notice.

I open up my laptop and type in . My palms are sweaty, whoa...why am i so scared? I read my online list and see her name! I click on her name and type...