Hi! I cannot apologize enough for the Patrome-iness of that last oneshot. But don't worry, cuz it will never happen again (unless I go crazy). :) So, this one is NOT Patrome BTW, so…. Just read. :P It's called "Justin Bieber".

Jerome's POV

If I could have gone back and changed any one thing about that morning, it would, without a doubt, be buying that stupid radio. My ears are still ringing from the awfulness that is Justin Bieber. Ick.

(A/N: "What's Justice Beaver?" *Other guy looks at camera like 'WTF'* "It's a crime fighting beaver. [If you know what that's from I will LOVE you forever! XD])

But I should probably explain. You see, this morning, Alfie and I saw an ad on TV about a sale that they were having down at Radio Shack. (A/N: Which, BTW, I don't own.) We only had enough to get a radio, so we figured, hey, why not?

We brought it back to Anubis where we all decided that we would each get a half an hor to listen to the radio station of our choice. Mistake number two.

Oh sure, everything went fine until Amber's turn came along. That's when things got ugly. And incredibly high-pitched. And awful.

"Ooh!" Amber squealed, "Goodie! It's my turn!" Causing half of us (Patricia, Mick, Fabian, and I) to groan, while the other half (Alfie, Mara, and Nina) just sat there.

She flipped through the stations for a bit, finally stopping when she heard the most awful voice ever.

"Ohh woaahhh oh, Ohh woaahh oh, Ooohh Woaahhh Ohh, I know you love me, I know you care…"

"Ooh, Justin Bieber!" she squealed, "I LOVE this song!"

This time everyoneto groan. Except Amber and… Patricia?

"Woah woah woah woah woah, Trixie, why aren't you upset?" I confronted her.

"What? O-oh, boo! Get that faggot off of the radio!" she yelled, trying to cover up her mistake, but failing miserably.

"Patricia…" I warned, giving her a look that said, ''C'mon, 'fess up, we're gonna find out sooner or later!'

"I… I umm…. I'mahugeJustinBieberfanokay?" she said, trying to get through this a quickly as possible.

"What was that?" I asked putting my hand to my ear, trying to torture her, "I couldn't quite hear you."

"I said…" she took a deep breath, "I'm a Belieber, okay? There, I said it!" she shouted.

We all just stood there in shock. My jaw dropped so far I think it touched the ground.

Patricia joined Amber for the chorus: "I WAS LIKE BABY, BABY, BABY, OHH, LIKE BABY, BABY, BABY, NOOOO, LIKE BABY, BABY, BABY, OHH, THOUGHT YOU'D ALWAYS BE MINE, MINE!" they sang in sync.

I'm pretty sure that it's going to take a while before any of us see Patricia as the same old girl, but we might. Eventually. Or when she stops loving that little- ANYWAYS. So that is exactly why I wish I had never bought that stupid radio. Because 1.) Justin Bieber's voice is annoying! 2.) I would have never have to face the awful truth about Trixie, and C.) I hate Justin Bieber! Ugh, I'm gunna go take a nap. I need to rest my brain from today's craziness.

Ugh, I hated that. Every last word of it. But I MUST get this challenge done! Grrr. Anyways, it's really hard to right a good HOA story right now becase my mind is off in Percy Jackson land. Yup, that's right, PERCABETH SHIPPER RIGHT HURR BITCHH! Lol, sorry. (: Peace out girl scout! :)