Chapter 8
I walked out of the booth and was begging Justin to stop. "You were amazing." He played me back and I wanted to die. "I sound horrible, you sing them." I shoved him my book and pushed him toward the booth.
I sat in the chair he sat in and hit a big red button, "Record" it read. I could hear his melodic voice float through the air.
"Oh, my tears fall
Just like rain
You tried to call
But you caused this pain
Gonna make me go insane
Oh, how you used to kiss me
Call me your baby
Well, now you're gone
And you lost the key
There's no more we"
Now I clapped as he made some verses sound like they were professional. He smirked and winked at me. "I love that, it's so girly though." We laughed
. He walked out the booth and smiled bigger at me. "Instead of singing, I want you to be a songwriter for me." I smiled, it was a little fake. I really wanted to sing. "Don't worry; you'll still be on the tour. You can get inspiration from the world." I smiled; at least I'd still be on tour with him.
Pattie walked in, she seemed a little surprised. "Justin, I thought you had some new songs?" He looked at me. "I do, Camille is my new song writer." Justin hit play sneakily. His voice filled the room.
Pattie then looked at me, "You wrote that?" I nodded and she hugged me, "Perfection, a songwriter on tour with us, amazing!" Justin gave me a thumb up. Pattie released me, "Okay, you better go get packed, so pretty much everything in your closet. We leave after the concert tonight." She hugged me one last time.
Justin drove me home, "Love you." He called as I ran to my room. My mom was already packing. I grabbed my 4 suitcases and laid them out on the bed. I looked at my closet. I had some cute stuff and some hideous things. I grabbed all my jackets and went through them, picking ugly from cute. I threw the cute on my bed. I did the same with my pants, shorts, shirts, shoes, and accessories. But for anything purple, it went straight to my bed.
Soon I had only what I was wearing, a sweatshirt and shorts. My mom looked at me, "How in the heck?" She smiled, "I haven't finished yet." I smiled back at her, handing her my leftover suitcase. I grabbed my backpack, my new purse. I packed my Itouch, books, my charger, an empty notebook, my songbook, memory cards, my camera, extra headphones, and pencil case and threw it on my bed.
I was super duper excited; this was like a major long honeymoon. I smiled, thinking about everything. I got up, forgetting something. I ran to my bookshelf and grabbed all the language books, once my mom tried to teach me popular languages, Spanish, French, German, Greek, Italian, Latin, and Portuguese. I learned a bit, but then it got confusing. I threw them into my "purse" too.
I was a bit hungry, I peeked into my mom's room, "You hungry?" She nodded happily. "Grilled cheese it is." I said walking out; I could hear my mother almost laugh.
I started making pink lemonade and our grilled cheeses, mine with ham. I knew my mom could smell it, it smelt amazing. There was a knock, just as I was putting them on a plate. I turned off the stove and ran to the door. It was Justin, "Hey Jay, what's up?" he shrugged and I let him in. The aroma snuggled against his nose, he purred, "Smells great, oh, here are your tickets." Justin pulled them from his jacket pocket. "The concert is tonight, at 7, at the Staples Center. Be there by 6 with your suitcases, we leave right after." I nodded and kissed him good bye.
Before he left he looked back at the stove, "You want some grilled cheese?" he nodded casually, but I knew he wanted one badly. I set mine down and gave him my mom's, I started to make another.
My mom came out, surprised by Justin eating. "Hi Mrs. Darren, how are you?" She looked at me, "Fine, thanks, how you doing?" Justin held up his sandwich. "Good, they sure are tasty." I smiled, handing her the sandwich. I sat down, across from Justin. "You excited?" Justin asked, rubbing his foot against mine, I nodded, chewing. "I can't wait, you know I love to hear you perform." He smiled back at me, tangling our feet together.
Justin finished up and my mom grabbed his plate, "Thanks, well I should head off; I gotta go do sound check and stuff." He came over and kissed my cheesy lips. "Bye, see you tonight." He looked directly at me, when he said that. I felt a nervous rush come over me.
I finished my grilled cheese and threw my plate in the sink. It was only five thirty. I should curl my hair, brush my teeth, and touch up my makeup. I ran to the bathroom, thank god I had two curlers and extra toothbrushes. I began to brush my teeth, running to my bedroom to pull out my makeup. I spit and rinsed out my mouth while turning on the curling iron. I started to touch up my makeup, it had faded a little.
Soon I was done, looking fantabulous. I pulled out my black vans and threw them on and put my sandals in my suitcase. Everything was packed, I looked amazing. I brought my suitcases to the door, noticing the tickets I almost left behind. I put them in my backpack and put that on.
My mom came out, ready to drive us. We pulled our suitcases into the backseat and drove to the Staples Center. We were directed to the back. Pattie came out to us. She hugged us tightly, "Suitcases go over there, put them in the Range Rover. We lugged out suitcases and put them in the backseat of the Range Rover.
Pattie them got us inside, we watched someone drive our car home and the Range Rover to the airport. We were handed passes, I saw Justin coming back from the sound check. "Good to go," he kissed my cheek hello. Justin was wearing baggy sweatpants and a tank top.
Justin headed off to his dressing room, Pattie directed us to a room. "The show will start soon, when you hear girls scream you'll know. Or just look up there." She pointed to a TV, it showed the stadium, and she then disappeared.
I got up, I wanted to see Justin. My mom looked at me,"You that know you can't see him, right?" I nodded smiling. I pointed to the bathroom. She fell back in her seat as I walked to the bathroom.
I was bored in that room, I wanted to see him, hang out in his dressing room. I hoped it wouldn't be like this every show. Then I heard them, girls screaming for Justin. I walked back to my mom; Pattie was already there, waiting for me. She handed me a hat, a purple one like Justin's. I put it on, not understanding. "Helps you blend in so girls won't know you're with us." I nodded.
Pattie handed me earplugs, I knew what these were for. I could hear Justin talking still. Pattie pointed to a walkway, I walked down, thinking I was headed for the seats. Instead I was on stage, everyone looking at me. Justin smiled, he took out my earplugs. "I want everyone to say hello to my new friend, Camille." I heard screams. "Camille isn't just my friend," Justin winked, "She's my new songwriter." He pulled me close and kissed the top of my head. I heard one girl call me his girlfriend. "What, huh, did someone say girlfriend?" She asked smiling. Justin looked at me, I knew what he was going to do, he was going to kiss me. He leaned in and kissed me in front of all of them. I could hear the crowd go "Aw!" I smiled into his lips.
Justin pulled back, "As I was saying, I think I'll start with One Less Lonely Girl." I looked at him surprised. I was brought a stool and watched Justin sing. I was scared, I had no idea why. When the song was over I hugged him, "You surprised me, totally." I whispered. I could hear my voice in the speakers, I had whispered into his microphone. Justin waved as I walked off.