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Chapter Two

Earlier in the afternoon

I decided to stop by the mall on my way home. There were a few things that I needed to get for a science project that was due next week, and I decided that it would be wise to go and get them now. After getting everything on my list, I decided to hang around for a little while. It was only 4:30 and besides my homework, no duty awaited me at home. I sat on a mall bench eating vanilla ice cream while calmly reading "City of Bones" By Cassandra Clare. I was captivated by the story, so much that for a while, I've forgotten all about the time and a while later my eyelids started to feel heavy....

And I fell asleep...

"Oh my gosh hurry" I just saw him over there!

"Quickly come on, let's go!" That sounded like a little girl.

I yawned and looked at the clock. 7:15! Holy sh*t ! For how long was I asleep? However I had very little time to think it through any further as something else grabbed my attention. There were a bunch of people—little girls, all running in the same direction. Looking and searching for something, they seemed pumped and ready to invade. I shook my head, annoyed. based on common sense, I figured that they were all probably after the same thing or— person. And that person was probably a celebrity. "Which one was it this time?" I muttered to myself. Uninterested, I got up and stretched, ready to head home. I grabbed my bags and started to make my way through the crowd of screaming little girls, when something stopped me dead in my tracks.

"Where is Justin Bieber?" A skinny little girl in a pink dress shouted at the crowd. She was probably around ten or eleven. She was already holding a little, pink notebook with a pink pen to match. How cute. But then I remebered what she'd said.

Justin Bieber.

I smirked. "So it was him," I thought, "wow this guy's like everywhere." I took one last stare at the crowd and shrugged. "Well, good luck finding him" I thought sarcastically. The screaming got even louder "Kids" I thought as if I hadn't been one myself 3 years ago.

Finally, after getting through the crowd. I had to figure out a way of carrying all my stuff home. The materials for my science project were incredibly heavy and I didn't have my car with me. I figured that I'd just have to call my mom or someone to help me. The closer I got to the exit, the darker it was. I'd decided to take the less populated exit downstairs, away from the clothes and electronics etc, figuring that there would be no teenage crazed fans out there...And I was right. It was practically deserted. I guess all the excitement must be upstairs. I struggled as I quickly dragged my science bags behind me, trying to pull my cell phone out of my pocket at the same time. I gave one big pull on the bags...

I hit myself against something strong and fell backwards on the floor landing on my butt.

"Ouch" I quiety said while letting go of the left bag and rubbed my butt. I must have hit somebody. I lifted my head, an apologetic look on my face, only to see three people staring at me in confusion. There was a lady with dark brown hair, wearing a dark outfit; a strong built man (the one I must have collided with)and...

Justin...I blinked, Justin Bieber.

They all starred at me for a moment, and so did I for a while. It must have been aproximately ten seconds but it felt as if ten minutes of just pure staring had just gone by. Real akward. I took a glance at Justin. He had a worried look on his face, as if he expected me to start screaming at any moment. Yeah right, I smirked. I tried to get myself up. The lady came to my rescue. Ouch, my butt really hurt. Did I mention that I landed on one of my bags? I hope I didn't break anything...

"Sweetie are you ok?" The lady approached as she tried to get me up. I smiled. She seemed nice.

"Uh, yeah I'm fine" I said, getting up. "I'm really sorry, I hit you sir" I said to the man. Justin was still staring at me. I wished he'd stop that. I turned back to face the two adults. "I didn't mean to...I was...my bags...they're sort of heavy." Why was I suddenly so nervous? "Umm anyways...I have to get going" The lady looked down at my bags, then at me.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay? This seems awfully heavy..."

"No, it's fine really, my..."

"Do you need a ride somewhere?" Justin broke in. I looked at him in shock. He no longer looked worried.

"Well actually my..." I stopped. I was probably the only teenager in this mall, crazy enough to refuse a ride from Justin Bieber. I wonder what Lynn would've said...

"Well?" The man asked hastily. He looked like he really wanted to get out of here before the screaming reached them. Actually they all looked in a hurry. Not wanting to make this any more difficult for them, I accepted their offer.

"Yes, sure" I gave in.

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