Laney's P.O.V.
Yawning and stretching my arms over my head I dared peek my eyes open just a bit. Instantly, I regretted it. The light was shining into our room brightly even though the curtains were drawn as best they could. Cotton was just no match for the brilliant Brazilian sun.
Wondering what time it was I rolled over in bed and reached for my phone that was sitting on the bedside table to the left of my bed. Only 9:24 am? I sighed a little, putting my phone back down. No use trying to fall back asleep. I'm up now.
I slid my bed out of the covers and onto the plush carpet of my room. Slowly all of my senses awoke and I realized there was coffee brewing. Kayla must be up. She was always an early riser; I on the other hand, was not. I shuffled my way into the living room and sat on one of the barstools looking into the kitchen area. Kayla was standing at the coffee maker in her pajamas waiting for her cup to fill.
"Oh, wow, you're actually up before ten?" Kayla said quite amused. I just threw her a look and then a smile. She handed me a full, hot cup of coffee and sat the creamer and sugar next to it. I simply looked at it with a pleased look on my face. "It's not going to drink itself." Kayla was right. With her final word I dressed the coffee and took a huge sip.
"Wah! That was hot!" I spit the piping hot liquid back into the cup.
"Well, yeah… What else did you expect? Cold coffee? Ew." I just looked at Kayla with a distraught look appearing on my face. Kayla did nothing but laugh and shake her head at me. "So, what're we up to today?" I thought about it for a minute while blowing on my cup of liquid fire.
"Hmm.. I dunno. I do know that I'm hungry though. We should get some breakfast first then we can decide. I think the breakfast downstairs is open until 11. Shall we get some eats?" Kayla nodded her head, grabbed her hoodie as I grabbed mine, we both grabbed our coffees and were headed towards the elevator.
The ride down seemed to take forever. We both leaned our heads against the wall and sipped our now cooling coffees.
"Maybe we can ask the concierge what all there is to do around here." I suggested as I took another swig of my drink. Kayla nodded her head in approval.
Finally, we reached a table in the downstairs restaurant and both ordered the full breakfast: scrambled eggs, a piece of toast, two pancakes, a side of bacon, and all the fresh fruit we could eat. All of it was unbelievably delicious, and free to boot!
We spent our breakfast time talking about our upcoming college year, and the cute guys walking out on the street in front of our hotel. We had managed to get a seat by a window so we had a perfect view. It's not like we were the best looking things in the world, sitting here hair a mess and still in our pajamas. Oh well, we weren't here to impress anyone.
I stood up from the table placing my napkin on my plate and stretched once more. "Alrighty, let's go see what the concierge can suggest." We waddled over to the desk groaning about eating way too much but then laughing at how silly we must look.
"Excuse me, sir?" The tanned, brunette guy appearing to be in his mid 20's looked up from his computer. "Can you tell us about some stuff around here? Like, what can we do for fun?" The guy crinkled his nose for a moment in thought. His eyes brightened and he reached into a drawer below him.
"Here you are, senoritas. Brochures of everything to do around here from parasailing to horseback riding. Also, there's a map from the hotel to a wonderful outdoor shopping plaza." He winked at us. "I threw that in just for you. You two look like the shopping type." If he was a little older that would have been severely creepy. We both thanked him and walked back towards the employee elevator.
On the ride up to our floor we both unanimously agreed to the shopping plaza first. It would give us ample time to walk through the city and explore everything.
Both showered and dressed; me in cut off jean shorts, a pink t-shirt, and black and white low top converse, and Kayla in a very cute pair of white shorts, a flow-y, flowery top, and a pair of brown sandals, we were nearly ready to leave.
"Okay. Map, wallet, credit card," I winked at Kayla, "cell phone, room key, sunglasses. I think we're ready." My smile shone brightly as Kay pretty much mirrored my smile.
As soon as we stepped foot out of the hotel lobby we were greeted by a ridiculous amount of heat. We both paused to tie up our hair into ponytails. I pulled the map out of my back pocket and we headed to the right, towards the shopping plaza.
Along the way we got plenty of stares and even a few catcalls. We, being teenage girls, soaked it all in. Of course, some of the guys were extremely creepy, but we kept walking. We could always hail a cab if need be.
The scenery around us was absolutely breath taking. To our right we kept seeing glimpses of the beach and to our left there were shops and buildings all so uniquely designed. It really was a sight to behold and we were loving every minute of it.
Finally, after a 30 minute walk we reached the sign that read 'Oceanside Shopping Plaza'. Creative enough, I guess.
Immediately our eyes began scouring the plaza for any shop signs we might recognize. We both recognized a few and spent no time delaying the inevitable. Spending. Lots and lots of spending.
After about an hour of darting in and out of stores and dressing rooms we were both getting a bit hungry. We decided it was time to find a nice place for lunch and gab over everything we had bought already.
"Oh, this place looks nice." Kayla pointed to her left at a cute sandwich shop that had outdoor seating. Already having gotten used to the heat we decided to eat outside instead of having to get reused to it after lunch.
The waitress was very friendly as we pointed to the names of the sandwiches we wanted and both asked for 'agua engarrafada' or, bottled water.
As we waited for our meals Kayla pulled out a few outfits I hadn't noticed she'd bought. They were extremely cute. We continued to talk about a few other stores we wanted to stop by on our way back out to the main street. All of the stores, even some we had back in the U.S. had some really unique items you wouldn't be able to find anywhere else. We were both snatching them up like crazy.
Around 2:10pm we had finished our meals, paid our bills, and were thanking our waitress. I followed Kayla mindlessly around the last store she wanted to go in to and felt my phone vibrate. I clicked open the home screen and noticed a new text from Peter. Oh man, I completely forgot to tell him we had gotten here! Oops.. My eyes danced over the words of the text quickly, not paying attention all that much.
From: Peter
Hey Lane. Haven't heard from you in a few days. Hope everything's as fun as you imagined :) Miss you.
I paused and thought to myself for a moment. Miss me? Kind of…weird. The thought gave me somewhat of an uneasy feeling, I wasn't too sure why. I quickly thumbed back a response and slid my phone back into my pocket.
To: Peter.
Hey Peter! Sorry I never messaged you, things have been pretty crazy since we landed. It's great here, you really should visit sometime. I'll text you later. :)
I didn't exactly want to give him the wrong idea by saying that I missed him too.
Before I knew it Kayla was motioning for me over by the door. Had she really already checked out? I must have been out of it for a few minutes.
While heading back towards the exit of the plaza a gust of wind came around and managed to tear the map right out of my hands. We chased the flying paper as fast as we could but were brought to an abrupt stop as the paper went flying over the rails and into the ocean.
"Great… Now how are we gonna get back?" Kayla looked at my slightly worried.
"It's okay. It's only…" I paused to check the time on my phone. "It's only 2:45. We've got plenty of daylight left to find our way back. Maybe this will give us an opportunity to explore a little bit." I tried to stay optimistic so Kayla wouldn't worry. She smiled weakly at me and perked her head up to show she was okay. I smiled back and we continued our walk along the sidewalk towards where we hoped the hotel was.
Already walking for about 20 minutes and not seeing our hotel anywhere we decided to try and find a place to ask for directions. It really was too gorgeous out to deal with a cab.
"Oh, what's that big building over there? There's a ton of people outside, maybe they'll know." Kayla pointed to a huge white building across two roads. We crossed the main road we were walking beside and continued down a side road to cross the next main road. There was a break in the cars and bicycles so we sprinted across, careful not to drop any of our bags.
As we got closer to the building we realized just how ginormous it really was and just how many people were outside of it. The building seemed to tower over everything next to it and the people were all frantically running around. We tried to stop a few people multiple times but they just brushed us off mentioning something about 'getting ready'. I wonder what everyone was getting ready for. We both stood there confused until we saw a guy, probably mid thirties, walking towards us. Finally, someone here to help us. He was dressed in jeans, a polo, and a ball cap.
"Hey girls, do you have your tickets yet?" He smiled warmly at us.
Kayla and I looked at each other confused then turned towards the relatively attractive man standing in front of us. "Uh, tickets..? No? Tickets for wha-?" Before I could finish my sentence he thrust two blue and purple tickets into my hands and started speaking again.
"Third row! It'll be great! Hope you enjoy it!" He rushed off before I could even try to stop him to ask for directions.
"Third row?" I had a very obviously puzzled look on my face. When I looked to Kayla she had the same look I did. "Third row for what?" I raised my sunglasses to get a better look and shielded the tickets from the glaring sun.
Estadio Olimpico presentes
Justin Bieber
July 9, 2011
8:00PM
After reading the ticket out loud we both looked at each other in slight awe. No frickin way that just happened. Justin Bieber? No. Way. I couldn't say I was a huge fan but I definitely admired his talent.
Kayla looked back at me. "So… Do you think we'd get a good price for these on the streets?" I couldn't help but laugh.
"Well, yes, but we're not selling them! We just got third row seats to a Justin Bieber concert. We're going." I laughed a bit more and started walking again. Kayla trailed behind slightly laughing as well.
"Yeah, yeah. I was just kidding…kind of."
After another 30 minutes of walking and nearly dragging our heavy bags behind us we made our way back to the hotel. The moment the concierge guy noticed how our shopping excursion went he laughed lightly and winked at us again. We just smiled politely back and continued up to our floor.
"So," Kayla started after swallowing a french fry. "What exactly do you wear to a JB concert?"
I shoved a bite of my sandwich into my mouth and then proceeded to answer. "Oh you know, a shirt with his face on it, tons of stickers, 'JB' tattoos on your face, purple body paint.." I trailed off as I looked up and noticed her face. "…Oh… You meant for like…girls our age… Yeah, I knew that. I was just uh, telling you what the little girls are going to be wearing." I coughed slightly and downed some more of my club sandwich, sans the mayo. "We can just wear jeans or shorts and a tank top or something. We don't really have to dress up or anything special." I trailed off again staring at my sandwich and picking at my fries.
Kayla let out an exasperated sigh, "Fine. Do it. Wear the damn 'JB' tattoos on your face and purple hair clip-ins." My head shot up faster than lightning.
"Are you serious?" Kayla just nodded while shaking her head. I jumped up and raced to start getting ready. We only had 2 hours left. Totally not enough time to get JB-ified.
Okay, so maybe I was a little bit bigger of a fan than I had recently let on. So sue me.
Maybe I just felt, in this odd way, I had to compete with the thousands of 14 year olds that were going to be there. I laughed out loud to myself. Laney, you're such an idiot.
I finished putting my make up on and straightening my hair when I noticed the time.
Only an hour left? Crap! I still gotta Bieber-fy and choose what to wear! Ah! I was internally freaking out, worrying that I wouldn't make it in time. I think Kayla could read off my emotions because the next thing I knew she walked into my bathroom and sat on the tub ledge.
"Lane, chill out. The opening act will take minimum 30 minutes. You've got plenty of time to put on a few stupid tattoos and get dressed. I gave her a fake glare while smiling.
"I know, but I'm just so excited. Since I was saving all my money for this trip I wasn't able to go to his concert when he was back in Atlanta. I'm just so excited!" I started dancing around and jumping up and down before Kayla stopped me by putting her hands on my shoulders.
"Lane. Focus. Tattoos and clothes, tattoos and clothes." She made fun of me but I really didn't care. Lamely I just nodded and left the bathroom to pick out something to wear.
I looked back to see what Kayla was wearing and noticed she had just changed into some jeans, a purple shirt with a white tank top under it, and some low top Converse. I noticed she had also straightened her hair. She sat next to me on the bed and I nudged her in the side. "Wearing purple, huh?" Raising my eye brow at her she just rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay, maybe I have to support him a little bit." We both laughed at our silliness and she helped me decide what to wear. I had decided on a new pair of cut-off jean shorts with the bottom of the front pockets showing and detailed embroidery on the back pockets. Cute enough for a JB concert, but sexy enough to say I definitely wasn't 14. The next choices were a white t-shirt with an electric purple tank top underneath, and a pair of purple and white Converse with purple shoe strings. After I dubbed my outfit complete I hustled back into the bathroom to apply my one and only 'JB' letter tattoo to my right cheek and to clip in the purple hair extensions. After everything was juuuust right we checked the time and were sprinting towards the elevator.
"You've got the tickets, right?" Kayla asked sort of worried.
"Ohh, look who's suddenly worried we won't get in?" I smiled and nudged her while continuing, "Yeah, I have the tickets." We smiled ecstatically at each other and raced to the front door of the lobby to hail a cab. There's no way we were getting lost on the way to this thing.
Justin's P.O.V.
I jumped up and down backstage as I finished getting ready and got my headset just right. Momma Jan entered my dressing room without knocking.
"Here ya go, sugar." She handed me a bottle of water to prep myself for all the activity I was going to be doing tonight. "You feeling alright? Nervous?" Momma Jan sat on the couch across from where I was standing and started messing around on her Mac laptop. Without answering I just continued to rehearse dance steps.
Turning to look at Momma Jan I inquired about the opening act, "How much longer do Willow and Jaden have left?" She glanced down at the sparkling silver watch she had on her wrist.
"I'd say about 15 minutes. You might want to try to chill-" Before she could even finish her sentence I was out the door.
Chill out? Before a show? No way. I need all the adrenaline I can handle.
I raced to the wings of the stage and started cheering for my two friends, Jaden and Willow Smith. They always performed great and really hyped up the crowd for me. A few people passing by setting stuff up clapped me on the back and wished me a good show. Continuing to bounce around the common sitting area in the back I wondered where Chaz and Ryan were. Almost without another moment ticking away they both appeared through a curtain, each with a girl on their arms.
We did the 'bro handshake hug' thing and they introduced me to the ladies they were with, explaining that they had met them while giving out the left over tickets. Of course they screamed and asked for hugs; typical fan stuff.
Almost immediately after we were introduced Scooter came rushing up yelling into his headset. "I found him! Okay. Come on, Bieber, you're on in 5 minutes." We all walked to the empty space behind the stage and did our little ritual. My mom prayed over the show and then we all jumped up and down with our hands in the middle yelling out 'ducks, ducks, ducks, ducks, quack, quack, quack, quack, blue!'
Quickly, Scooter ushered me under the stage and nearly shoved me into the lift. "Good luck lil bro!" I smiled and nodded in recognition and fiddled with my headset once more before the floor beneath me started to rise. The chanting and screaming got progressively louder until I emerged onto the stage and they all went absolutely nuts.
It always seems like it's in slow motion. I looked to my left, then looked to my right. It seemed like everyone in the audience was jumping and screaming all at the same time. I started to run across the stage waving to everyone.
"Hey guys, how you all doin tonight?" All I got in reply was a mess of deafening screams. Pausing in the middle, front of the stage all of my dancers rushed out from behind the curtain and got into position. I threw my arm at the band and instantaneously they started playing the intro to 'somebody to love'. Moving flawlessly through the words and dance steps I paused as my mentor, Usher, meandered out onto the stage surprising the entire crowd. As he sung his part I got a chance to breathe, think, and really look around. There's always so many people at these concerts… I can't believe how lucky I am to get to do this. Yeah, I get tired but how many people can say thousands of people scream their name every night? And so many girls too. Granted, most of them are young but there are some older-. I paused my thoughts as my eyes passed by one girl in particular. I blinked and it was almost like she disappeared. There's no way she's here, at my concert. Getting so lost in my thoughts of Laney I nearly missed my intro back into the song.
Without missing a beat I jumped off the ledge I was standing on and ran back next to Usher to continue the harmonies. We finished without a hitch and he hugged me before waving and walking off of the stage.
My dancers disappeared into the back to change for the next number and I stood in front of the enormous crowd.
"Havin fun so far?" The sea of girls erupted into screams and I just laughed. "So, what do you think I should sing next?" There were so many responses it was difficult to understand any of them. "How about…" I paused and searched the crowd one last time before turning on my heel and walking towards the chair sitting in the middle of the stage. I sat on the chair and leaned on my knee staring out over the bobbing sea. Without another word the music to 'love me' started.
We went through the motions of the dance and I belted my heart out. We all continually hyped up the crowd and went through a few more songs. I knew 'one less lonely girl' was coming up after the next song. They would be picking the lucky girl soon. Normally if I wasn't able to scope out someone who caught my eye they would just pick a girl out at random. Tonight, I wanted it to be different. I was trying my hardest to see into the depths of people and see if I could spot her. It was probably my mind playing tricks on me earlier but it can't hurt to try.
Right before the next song started that was when I noticed her. I froze in my steps and just stared at her. She was looking at a girl next to her wearing a purple shirt. I couldn't believe it, I had found her. She was at my show. She's here. Tonight. Right now. Standing there. In front of me. Holy shit.
Without a second thought I raced off the stage to find Scooter.
"Dude, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Scooter yelled at me across the right wing. I put my hand on his shoulder and leaned over trying to catch my breath.
"She's here. I found her. One less lonely girl.. 3rd row. White shirt. Right side. My right." I was gasping for breath and looked over at Ryan. "Ryan, help him?" Reluctantly, Ryan stood up off the couch and walked over to us. As Scooter sighed very audibly he shoved me back out onto the stage to do the next song while he and Ryan trekked off to look for Laney.
We finished the song flawlessly and we all ran off the stage to change, me more so to finally meet Laney Peterson.
Running up to Scooter and Ryan the words flew out of my mouth faster than I could make sure it was English. "Did you guys find her?" I frantically looked around the room searching for her.
"Uh, isn't this her?" Scooter was standing next to what seemed to be a 14 year old girl wearing white shirt with my face on it. She looked so nervous like she was about to burst into tears. To be nice I introduced myself to her and sent her to the couch to wait.
"Scooter, that's the wrong girl!" I whispered venomously at him. He threw his hands up.
"Don't yell at me. You told me girl, white shirt, 3rd row on the right. Your fault you sent me out there to look for a girl I've never seen before. We can't exactly send her back, she's already here." I hung my head and rubbed my temples.
"Okay, I'll think of something.." I wandered off to my dressing room to change for 'one less lonely girl' trying to devise a plan.
Having already finished changing I leaned over my dresser and stared at myself in the mirror trying to think of something, anything.
I've got it.
I sprinted out of my room and raced towards the common area to tell Scooter my idea.
Scooter nodded in approval while rolling his eyes. I knew he thought it was all stupid but I didn't really care at this point. She was here and I had to do something about it.
The chair was all set up in the center of the stage and one of my dancers led the 14 year old girl out to it. She immediately started shaking and I caught a glimpse of tears streaming down her face. The music started and I slowly came out from behind the curtain singing to the crying girl in front of me. I simply smiled at her causing her to become even more hysterical. As the song went on and I went over to grab the bouquet of roses from one of my dancers I quickly counted how many chairs in Laney was. As I turned around to head back to the girl sitting in the middle of the stage I had a brief moment between lyrics. Discreetly hitting the walkie-talkie mode on my headset I told Scooter how many chairs in Laney was then switched back to mic mode and continued the song.
Putting my arm around the girls' shoulder and handing her the bouquet she gingerly took it out of my hands and just stared at me in complete awe. It really is moments like these that I wish I had a camera with me. I finished up the song and helped her down off of the chair then walked her to the back with my arm still around her.
The girl was very sweet and she thanked me profusely. We took a picture then one of my stage hands took her to go back to her seat. I looked around and noticed Scooter wasn't anywhere in sight.
I really hope this works…
Taking a deep breath I emerged back out onto the stage and handed my head set to the stage guy and exchanged it for a regular, black, handheld microphone.
"Okay guys," I started while staring out to face the crowd once more. "We're going to try something a little different tonight. Hope you don't mind." The auditorium was buzzing with conversations. I turned around to walk back towards the band and my heart nearly stopped. There she was, walking out onto the stage as beautiful as ever. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was actually seeing her in person. Laney stopped in the center of the stage with the most adorable confused look on her face. Focus, Bieber. Don't blow it.
I smiled nervously at her and she returned the gesture. Since when do I get nervous around girls? No, I don't get nervous around girls, I get nervous around her. This made no sense to me, especially since it was the first time ever seeing her in person. It felt like we had been standing there staring at each other for what seemed like hours but was really only a few drawn out moments. I couldn't even hear the crowd any more by this point. All I could see was her.
Snap out of it. Pull yourself together. She's just another girl.
Yeah, a girl you changed your set list for.
I shook my head a little bit and continued walking towards her. As I got closer and closer to her I continued to try and throw myself back into my regular flirty self. Slowly but surely it was working; for now.
As I finally took my last steps towards the glowing beauty in front of me I lowered the mic to my side. "Hi." My voice came out higher pitched than I would have liked it to and I could only imagine the goofy smile plastered on my face.
"Uh.. Hi." She genuinely smiled back at me but there was still confusion growing on her face. I held my finger up to her to motion 'just a minute' and darted towards the band to finish telling them which song we were doing.
Rushing back to the confused girl standing in the center of the stage I flipped a switch in my head and it was all business. I hoped.
I swooped down and grabbed her hand and ran to the front of the stage as the first notes started to play. She laughed sweetly as I released my grasp on her fingers and started to circle her, singing the words the best I could.
"You're the finest girl I've ever seen and I wanted you to know this,
That every guy you meet ends up having feelings for you,
You can have any of 'em, you can take your pick,
But you better check with me,
Girl, I promise I'm legit."
I continued to dance around her, this was her show now. Suddenly, I grasped her hand in mine again and ran her to the left side of the stage. Glancing behind me I noticed she had the biggest smile on her face.
We continued to run to the right side of the stage, then back to the center, still hand in hand.
Stopping her in the center I spun her in a circle, our hands still intertwined. I stepped behind her, wrapped my arm around her waist and propped my chin on her shoulder. She started to laugh at my ever growing flirtyness.
"You should pick me,
Tell me can you dig it,
I'm everything you need, girl,
So tell me can you dig it,"
I switched microphone hands and wrapped my newly free arm around her shoulder. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her glance over at me.
Oh, man, those eyes...
"I'll always be your number one, number one fan,
Dig that,
And I should be your one and only man,"
I winked at her and pulled her back into my arms once more. She merely blushed at my touch.
Noticing not many people in the crowd were singing along I grabbed Laney's hand closest to mine and started to sway them in the air to the beat of the drums.
I guess I didn't think about the fact that this song is unreleased and only a handful of fans have found it on Youtube.. Oops.
Laney tried to aid as she noticed I was having trouble getting the crowd into the rare performance. During a break in the chorus she stole the mic out of my hand and ran to the other end of the stage. The drums started back up and she started jumping up and down. In the back of my mind I could hear the roaring laughter of the audience as I realized what just happened. The next thing I knew I heard the lyrics of my song being sung only the words weren't coming out of my mouth.
Laney was singing. My song. My unreleased song. She sounded like an angel and I could have melted right there at what happened next.
I stood there dumbstruck and motionless as I watched her get the crowd more and more riled up. She turned and pointed at me, "You should pick me, boy tell me can you dig it, think of how good it could be boy, so tell me can you dig it," she walked towards and past me winking at me in the process. Passing behind me I felt her run her hand over my shoulder. "I'll be your number one, til we're done, will you be my man," flashing a flirty smile at me I wasn't about to let her finish my song for me.
Lunging forward I caught her by her waist and spun her around into my chest. Luckily she was caught off guard and I was able to snap the mic out of her fingers and finished the next verse while looking deeply into her heart melting eyes.
"You're my favorite part of the day and every morning I look forward,
To me seeing your face, I just need to see it some more,"
By now the crowd was singing along and laughing at our back and forth antics. It amazed me how good we were together. We managed to play off of each other perfectly and it only heightened my need for her.
She continued to steal the mic from me and dart just out of my grasp. I couldn't help but smile. She was so comfortable on stage it amazed me. Playing into the act I crossed my arms and looked at my watch while tapping my foot impatiently. I glanced back up at her getting ready to race for the mic but she was jumping up and down singing her heart out. Her passion fueled me.
Quickly I raced to the side of the stage and grabbed another mic. As quick as the sound guys could activate it I was already singing into it, harmonizing perfectly with the delicate creature next to me. With a surprised look on her face she glanced up at me then a huge smile grew across her perfect lips.
Oh the things I would give to be the one to make her smile like that every day.
Turning to look at each other once more we sang the last verse together.
"You should pick me,
So tell me can you dig it,
Think of how it could be, girl,
So tell me can you dig it,
I'll always be your number one, number one fan,
Dig that,"
I watched as she dropped her microphone to her side to let me finish serenading her.
"And I should be your one and only man,
Woaahhh, woahhh, woahh."
By the time I finished and the music was cut off I was leaning over a bit resting my forehead on hers. We both had the biggest, goofiest smiles written across our faces. Before I knew it she jumped up to hug me and I heard her whisper a quiet 'thank you' in my ear. I just smiled and hugged her back.
Reluctantly I released her from my grasp and grabbed her hand, making her take a bow before we left the stage completely breathless.
As we made our way back stage our conversation consisted of us laughing and me complimenting how good she did. What I heard next I was nowhere near ready for.
"Justin Drew Bieber, what the HELL was that?" I would recognize that voice anywhere but this was the first time she had ever yelled at me in front of other people.
Slowly and grudgingly I turned around to face her. "Hey, Selena…"