Justin-

I danced my ass off and sang like it was my last time singing. I always tried to sing my best, but then again, I didn't even have to. I mostly sang to the beautiful girl in the front, Priscilla. When the spotlights hit her orange hair, and she smiled, she looked like an angel. Wait, was I having feelings for her? I couldn't have. I'm Justin Bieber, and Justin Bieber doesn't settle. Specially not on carrot heads.

I laughed to myself and we finally ended the show. It was a blast. I got my water bottle and splashed it all over myself backstage. Jasmine was alright I guess. She did do pretty good for her first tour. But she didn't get a standing ovation like I did. I liked that very much.

Jasmine ran off stage and drank some water. I extended my hand towards her and she just looked at it.

"What do you want?" she snapped.

I scoffed "Just to congradulate you for your performance, but never mind bitch" and I left towards my dressing room.

"What did you call me?" and all of a sudden, I felt an aching pain in my back. I fell foward and landed on the floor, face first. Jasmine gasped and ran over to me. All of my crew did too. I opened one eye and looked at Jasmine who was slightly smiling "Are you okay?" she asked sweetly.

I groaned and got up. I turned to see what she threw at me. Her heel, figures. I gave her a look "I call you a bitch and you throw your heel?" I snickered "I could've done better then that Jaz" and I stood up slowly. She now had an angry expression and stomped her foot. She bent down and grabbed her shoe "I hope you die" and she stormed off.

I laughed and just walked to my dressing room. I changed into unsweaty clothes and I drank some more water. I walked out of the dressing room and bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry" Priscilla said softly, but then she looked up and gave me a look "Oh, it's you" and she rolled her eyes.

I lifted my eyebrow and smirked "Well hello to you too"

She went into my dressing room and got a bag she brought. She walked out and just stood there, staring at me. She bit her lip.

I cleared my throat "So, you like the show?" I asked.

She gave me a look "Are you just asking about yours?" she snapped.

I shook my head smiling "Duh"

She sighed "Well...I guess you were good..." she looked down "But don't tell that to Jasmine! She'll think I'd be turning on her" she frowned.

I walked towards her until we were inches away from each other "Do you really wanna know what Jasmine used to do?" I asked in a serious tone.

She looked up at me with her big eyes and was starting to nod, but then someone called her name.

"We're leaving Scilla!" a girl yelled out to her from the back doors.

She bit her lip "Later" and she walked passed me to Jasmine's tour bus. I turned and she looked back. I waved and so did she, a small one. She dissapeared out the doors and I walked to my tour bus.

Priscilla-

Damnit! I was gonna finally know what Jasmine's secret, but one of the crew members just HAD to call me. Ugh. I don't wanna talk to Justin, but then again I did. I did tell the truth when I said his show was good. It was more then good actually, I just didn't want him to be too cocky if I said it.

I entered the bus to see Jasmine sitting on the side couch, staring out the window. I sat next to her and sighed. She looked at me "What happened?"

I shook my head "Oh nothing, just forgot my bag" and I smiled slightly. She nodded and stared out the window again.

I bit my lip. I wanted to ask her about the secret, but what if Justin was lying. I'm pretty sure he was. It was probably an excuse to just talk to me. Ugh! What a cheat. I won't fall for his trap. Jasmine was sitting silently and it looked like the perfect portrait to draw. I got out my supplies and started drawing quickly, before she moved.

I was done in a good 5 minutes and then Jasmine finally looked up. She smiled and extended her hand for me to hand the picture to her. I held up a finger, I wasn't finished yet. I put in some smudges, some dark circles, and done! I signed my name and I gave it to her.

She looked at it and gasped in awe "Oh my god, I love it" she smiled at me. She put her lips on the bottom and it was a masterpiece. She hugged me tight "Thanks so much Priscilla, I don't know what I'd do without you"

I smiled "Me neither Jasmine" and we broke apart.

I went into the bunk in the bed and layed down. Today was amazing. Jasmine was amazing in concert! I wish I had more nights like this. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Justin-

"What?" I screamed out in horror. A tutor? What the fuck! I don't need a damn tutor, i'm Justin Bieber! My mom paced the tour bus frantically "I'm sorry Justin, but your grades are just not good enough. If you flunk, you're going back to highschool and not pursuing this career anymore!" she yelled at me.

I crossed my arms "That is so not fair! I worked hard to get to the top and now I have to go back down for some stupid ass grade?"

She pointed a finger at me "Don't use that language, and yes! I know you've wished all your life for this, but you can't risk it. You're getting a tutor and that's final" she stormed out after that.

I sighed deeply and put my fingers through my hair. Damn. Why? I don't wanna spend 2 hours a day doing...homework. I got chills just thinking about it. I stood up and threw my hat at the door. I hate this.

I stormed out of my tour bus and walked to my car. I put the key in the ignition and drove off. I needed to cool down. I parked by the sidewalk and got out. I walked over to the empty basketball court and I grabbed the lonely ball that was sitting behind the net pole.

I started dribbling and running my fingers over the beat up leather of the ball.

I ran and jumped up with the ball, making a slam dunk. I smiled to myself and just kept playing.

I usually did this once in a while, to be a normal kid, no fame, no games, just me, a ball, and a net. And my mind occupied on that one girl named Priscilla.

Priscilla-

When I woke up, Jasmine was yelling at her manager, once again. I rubbed my tired eyes and walked over to her.

"What's wrong?" I asked curiously.

She turned and she shook her head. She looked like she was gonna cry. She ran to her bunk and slammed the door, making the bus shake a little. I turned to her manager "What happened?"

He sighed "You've been moved Priscilla. I'm sorry, but Jasmine has a lot of work to do. Her studies will have to be on hold. We're letting you go" and he left the bus.

My heart stopped. Letting me go? No, I can't leave Jasmine. That's just...no! I ran to Jasmine's door and knocked hard "Jasmine let me in, please"

She stayed silent. I slid down the door to the floor and just put my head in my hands. Where was I going to go? What if I never saw my bestfriend again? Oh this was torture! I stood up and grabbed my bag from the couch. I left the bus and got into Jasmine's limo. I touched the window staring out at the tour bus, and the limo moved foward. I turned and sighed sadly to myself.

The limo pulled up to a studio Jasmine once went to. I got out and gulped. Who was I gonna tutor? I hope it wasn't someone mean. Oh, I needed Jasmine, I can't do this. We walked into the building and I stayed silent the whole time.

I shook my head to get out my low energy, and just thought of the bright side. Maybe the person won't be so bad. I mean, I was scared shitless when I first met Jasmine. I totally thought she was a bitch at first, boy was I wrong.

Jasmine's driver opened the door to a room where someone was recording. This was it.

I bit my lip and I saw the person I was going to be with for now...Justin?

Justin-

I looked up to see Priscilla walk in with a man. What was she doing here? I stood up and smiled "Hey Priscilla" I flipped my hair.

She stood with her mouth opened like someone just died. I gave her a look "What's wrong?"

I turned to my mom who walked up to us "Hi! You're Justin's new tutor right?"

Wait, what? Priscilla was my tutor?