I sat in the front center seat of the stadium, breathless. I had won the tickets, and now I was here.
Actually here. At a Justin Bieber concert.
My best friends Hannah and Sarah sat on either side of me.
Justin walked out onto the stage and flicked his hair.
"Are you guys excited tonight?" he asked the crowd.
Over the chorus of "YEAH!"s, Hannah screamed, "No!" as loud as she could, shaking her head violently, as if she couldn't emphasize the point enough.
And he heard. His gorgeous brown eyes lingered on us for a moment. He was about five feet away, there on the stage, right in front of us.
By the looks of it, everyone in the crowd heard, too.
There was an awkward silence, and then my other best friend, Sarah shouted, "High five!" and waved her hand in the air.
"Oh – kay…" I heard him mutter as he actually high fived Sarah.
Sarah grabbed my hand, just to embarrass me, and held it up. She whispered, "Come on, Mia, it's your true love!"
He high fived it too, and when I turned bright red, he started laughing. I stared at my hand then whispered, "I'm never washing this hand again."
He laughed harder, and then the show went on. But I don't think he forgot me, or my friends.
So should I continue, or let it be a one shot?
Your choice, ladies, gentlemen, Beliebers, haters.