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CHAPTER TWO: WHAT COMPETITION?!

I rode on my bike to school the next morning, with yesterday's events, still fresh in my mind.

I sat there completely shocked and sorta disgusted, as I pulled my hand back. I looked over at Deborah, who looked devastated, and that made me even angrier.

"Justin, sorry," I apologised, trying not to sound too rude. "But I'm just not interested."

Justin's face fell. "That's a first."

"Yeah, I don't actually really like you - I mean your music all that much," I replied, calmly. "I just came to your concert for my friend here, Deborah, who is a big fan."

He turned to, Deborah and smiled. "Hello, Deborah..."

"Henderson."

"Deborah Henderson, nice to meet you, you have really pretty eyes."

Deborah perked up immediately. "Thanks!"

I smiled slightly, and then Justin turned back to me. "Sorry Rhiannah..."

"Pearson." I said. "And that's cool, no troubles at all, now give Deb here an autograph and we'll be off, I've kinda got work at five."

Justin nodded seemingly uninterested, as he signed a picture of himself for Deborah. "Oh, yeah, where?"

"Um, I just wait – well more like clean, at a Chinese restaurant just near Wycombe Place, on the hill next to Wilson Bank," I replied. "Wok in a Box, my mum works in the bank so she so she got me a job there."

Justin nodded. "Oh, yeah!"

He handed Deborah his autograph and winked at her. "Thank you for coming."

"You're totally welcome!" Deborah said beaming. "Can I hug you?"

Oh, no here she goes, it was time to leave before she wanted to do more than just hug him.

"Quick hug, Deb, your parents are waiting."

Finally, after prying Deborah off Justin, we bid farewell and went on our way.

Never to see him again. YAY!

I pulled into school and rode around the corner where the bike racks were and saw Deborah already patiently waiting. Parking up, I smiled.

"What's up, Deb?!" I greeted, jumping off my bike and digging through my sports bag for my lock.

"I'm still completely weirded out by yesterday," Deborah replied dreamily. "It was perfect!"

"Just because you got pulled up onto the stage, Rhiannah, it doesn't mean you can suddenly think you are all cool!" A preppy thought-she-was-god's-gift-to-the-world girl named Stacey said, walking over with her clone minions.

I rolled my eyes. "If you can observe, you would have seen that I hated being up there!"

"Sure, you are just saying that!" Stacey remarked.

"Whatevs, Stacey, you are just jealous, we all know it."

"You were at the concert?" Deborah asked.

Stacey nodded proudly. "VIP tickets, sound check and up and close moments with Justin himself."

"That you mummy and daddy brought for you right?" I sniggered.

"So what?" Stacey sniffed. "Now, excuse me, I don't want people to see me talking to you."

"Gosh, ditto." I huffed, grabbing Deborah's hand we walked off.

The school bell rang and an announcement came over the PA that there was a whole school assembly to be held in the auditorium. So making our way towards auditorium with our form class we sat in the middle row of the seats. Assemblies were boring, usually handing out certificates, or announcing unexciting projects coming up. None of it ever concerned me since I was neither a straight A student or participated in any after school events – I was in sports though, played Soccer, but our school wasn't really sporty, it was more academic. And I wasn't really interested in any other sports except Soccer, me and my dad were big fans.

"Oh, Deb, you are wearing a skirt again," I said.

Deborah nodded. "I finally shaved."

I laughed. "Do my legs look okay? My shorts are a bit faded."

Before Deborah could answer, our Principal stood at the podium and called for our attention.

"We've got an exciting visitor today, students!"

Deborah rolled her eyes. "Probably some unimportant random we don't care about."

"Oh man, not some lecture." I whispered.

"Students, we won the competition to have a famous person come to our school and we chose the hottest yet! Give a warm friendly welcome to, Justin Bieber!"

Deborah and my mouth's both dropped open in total surprise. "WHAT!" we both cried, as he walked out on stage happily. WHAT THE!

"Hello Forrest High!" Justin boomed into the microphone. "I am honoured to be here today!"

Every single one of the girls, including Deborah, screamed, I was sure the entire auditorium was going to collapse! The boys even thought it was the shiz-nit that Justin came here, and me, myself and I just rolled my eyes … this wasn't happening.

"I wonder if he'd remember us!" Deborah said, shaking me with excitement.

"Well it was only yesterday we went to his concert right?" I replied. "As long as he doesn't see us, we'll be fine." I mumbled the last part under my breath.

"JUSTINNNN!" Stacey and her friends yelled out. "JUSTIN IT'S US, JUSTIN!"

"Thank you, thank you; now today, your principal has asked me to be a mentor to all the music classes today, I'm very excited!"

I groaned. "Why did I pick music again?"

"Because it was the only thing that was on around the time Economics was," Deborah replied. "Miss Abrahams teaches that class and you don't like her."

"Gah, what did I do to deserve this!"

"This is exciting!"

"Forrest High looks nice, and I can't wait to see all the talent, thank you!" Justin said, handing the Mic back to the Principal who looked thrilled at the reactions.

"Alright students, everything will be normal until those of you who have music, would meet up in the auditorium third period, dismissed!"

I got up and trudged out of the building. I could wag, but then I'd most likely get caught, our uniform wasn't the most inconspicuous; we looked like a Christmas tree. And when I thought we were never to see him again. Bloody hell.

P.E. Was second period after English, and I was glad to be able to let out some frustration on my ball.

"Oh come on, Rhi, it isn't that bad, I know you don't like him, but it's pretty cool that our school won right?"

I pivoted and kicked the ball into the air and head butted it to Deborah who just managed to catch it, she threw it back and I caught it and then bounced it to both knees. "Yeah, Deb, it's cool for you."

"Why do you hate him so much?" Deborah asked. "I mean you don't even know him!"

"I don't hate him, Debs; I just dislike his music..." I trailed, concentrating on my dribble.

"Oh, alright, well that's good I suppose," Deborah replied, clapping her hands. "Pass!"

I bounced the ball and then kicked it, and Deborah watched as it flew over her head. "Whoops, sorry, Deb!"

"Na, don't worry I got it!" Deborah said waving her hand, and then she ran after the ball which rolled into some bushes. I smiled and then shaking my head, I looked around, and that's when I saw it, the Principal and a few teachers, and beside them, Justin. I panicked and rushed behind the nearest tree, and watched as they showed him around the oval, before they disappeared toward the cooking rooms. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whatcha doing?" Deborah asked, I jumped and spun around.

"Nothing, quick let's play!" I said, grabbing the ball.

Finally the dreaded third period came around and Deborah and I made our way back to the auditorium.

Justin was there when we arrived.

"I play the flute and the piano, Justin!" Stacey was saying, as we walked in. His eyes rose from the students sitting in front of him and landed on us, his eyes widened and a smile came to his face.

"Rhiannah!"

All eyes fell on me, and Stacey looked lethal.

"Um, wrong class!" I laughed, and went to run out, but Deborah held me in my place.

"Don't be silly!" Justin chuckled. "Come sit down!"

So I did, even though I didn't want too and Justin proceeded to ask questions. After a while, I got bored.

"So, Rhiannah, you play any instrument, or do you sing?"

Before I could answer, the music teacher piped up. "Neither, she's the less musical one in the class, I allow her to stay as I believe in my students and she may have a hidden talent somewhere, someday."

I huffed. "Nup, none, I can play the triangle and Heart and Soul on the piano, but everyone can play that."

Justin laughed. "Well it's a start!"

"Right, Justin, would you like to do to the workshop now?" The music teacher asked.

"Yup, let's start!"

"Okay, everyone choose your partners!"

Deborah and I were sorted, but not for long, I watched in pure shock horror when Justin whispered something to the music teacher, who nodded.

"Miss Pearson, Justin would like to work with you!"

Stacey and her minions looked as though they were going to throw something at me, and I wanted to encourage them, just so I could get out of here. Everyone smirked at me and I felt so small with all this unwanted attention.

"But what about, Deb?"

"She can work with me," the teacher replied.

I guess I had no choice, and Justin motioned me over. I marched over and tried not to lose control. This bloody annoyed me!

"So let's start with singing first!"

"I can't sing," I said through clenched teeth.

"What can you do?"

"I only chose music to escape another class," I said sheepishly.

Justin laughed. "Nice."

"I know right, I play Soccer, that's my talent," I said proudly. "Both my dad and my talent, I did get it from his genes I suppose."

"Cool, well we can just pretend to do work and talk then, ay?" Justin said. "Tell me a bit about yourself."

I sighed and we talked and played a little bit of Heart and Soul on the piano and even though I didn't really want to admit it, Justin was...kinda...cool I suppose. But that did mean I'd fully changed my opinion about him. As a matter of fact, I decided I was gonna hook him and Deborah up before he left Australia, which he told me was in two more weeks he after he completed his newest video clip that he wanted to film here in Australia before headed back to America.

So I had two weeks to hook Deborah and Justin up. That was gonna be pretty easy!

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