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Chapter 2: Meeting Justin

"WHAT?" my sister yelled out. I kinda knew that this was going to be her reaction though. I wasn't the only Bieber fan in the house. Chelsie thought that he was really hot. We made up some senarios and everytime I said that I was going to date Justin, she would say she was going to steal him away from me. I would laugh everytime and say you really want to die.

I sighed, "Yes, Chelsie. I won a radio contest and Justin Bieber is coming here for a couple days." I couldn't believe that she was freaking out. I mean I was too, but that was because I just got off the phone with the boy himself before I screamed. He was the reason that I screamed in the first place, so I couldn't exactly blame her.

My mom shook her head, "I'm happy that you won the contest, but I'm not exactly happy with the fact of something else. How could you tell the boy he could stay here without asking me first? I mean I don't mind, but it would have only been right if you had asked me first." I rolled my eyes. It's just like my mother to start lecturing me. It really didn't bother me though. I found it kinda funny. I think my mom just wanted to know what had happened right away.

I looked down at my watch. It was noon. He said he would be here in a couple hours. So he would be here around 3 or 4. So I had time to burn, but I couldn't figure out what to do. I mean seriously, everything was fine. Then I realized that Justin didn't have anywhere to sleep in the house. I mean my brothers have their own rooms, but Chelsie and I shared a room. What were we going to do about that?

My mom and sister just stared at me, while I freaked out. Then I didn't realize it but my phone started going off a gain. It was the rington for an unknown number and then I also realized that I forgot to put Justin's number in my phone. I didn't want to pick it up. My mom looked at me and asked, "Are you going to pick that up?"

I shook my head. Then my sister said, "It could be Justin Bieber calling you."

I started blushing because I knew that was who was exactly calling me at this very moment. My phone stopped going off. I sighed. Then I jumped when it started going off again. Why did I have a feeling that he wasn't going to give up at all til I picked up that phone. My mom smiled at me and shook her head. "I'm leaving to go tell your dad that we're going to be having a vistor over. Chelsie, you can come and help me clean up the livingroom so it looks somewhat decent for when he gets here."

Chelsie went to go complain about what Mom had just said, but Mom gave her the look and she shut her mouth. She got out of the bed while pouting. My phone was still going off and it was starting to get a little annoying. Apparently the person couldn't tell that I was busy or I just didn't want to pick up the phone to talk to them. I was being way to nice because I haven't hit that off button yet and send them straight to voicemail.

The phone continued to go off. I rolled my eyes and sighed as soon as Chelsie had left the room. I wasn't going to talk on the phone with my noxy sister in the room, I mean seriously? I'm not that stupid. The thing was I knew that once he got here she would be all over him and I wouldn't be able to talk to him at all while he stayed here. So I was going to take all the time that I could get talking to him before he showed up.

I answered my phone finally, "Hey? What's up?"

"Why didn't you pick up your phone? I needed to talk to you about something." the boy on the other side of the phone said. He sounded a little hurt. I mean I don't even know the boy and how could he be hurt that I didn't answer my phone?

"Well tell me now because I have to go help my family with something." I was starting to get a little nervous. What if he said that he found a hotel room to stay at instead of staying here with my family? Why was I freaking out about this? Oh right, major fan and I really wanted to be able to meet him before the concert.

Justin laughed nervously on the other side of the phone, "What would you do if I said that I was -" My sister screamed on the top of her lungs.

"OMG! It's Justin Bieber! He's here." Chelsie shouted. My mouth dropped no way he could be here that early. I hadn't got off the phone with him more then 30 minutes ago. There was no way he made it here in less then 30 minutes from Chicago. It was just impossible.

"Well I guess you know now." he said. Justin sounded a little disappointed by that fact that I knew before he had the chance to ring the door bell. I giggled and hung up the phone. I checked how I looked in the mirror. My dark brown hair was as good as it was going to get for me so there was no reason to freak about it.

I went to reach for the door knob to open the door, but I pulled my hand back. That's when I realized how nervous I really was. I mean I was cool about it when I won the contest, but I just can't handle. I was way to excited about it. Even though I knew nothing was going to happen between us.

Then all the suddenly I felt the sudden urge to not go out there at all and lock myself in the bedroom. I could hear my sister and brothers freaking out that he was there. It kinda made me happy that I had won the contest and that they were happy, but in a way, I was upset, but I didn't know why I was.

Justin must have asked something, because I heard my mom answer, "The door that's closed. That's her and Chelsie's room." My breath got caught when I heard footsteps coming down the hall way. I was just standing there in front of the door not doing anything. So I ran over to my computer and turned some music to block the fact that I could hear his footsteps in the hallaway.

Not even a couple minutes later, there was a knock on my door. What should I do? I didn't want to invite him in to my room. I mean, seriously I wouldn't even let my best friends into my bedroom most of the time. I was about to let him in here. Even if he is, Justin Bieber.

The fact that I wanted to see him overcame the fact that I didn't want him in my room. "Come on in." I pretended like I didn't know who it was. He opened the door and walked in. I focused on my computer screan. I was afraid to look at him, but I was too weak to keep my self from looking at him.

I turned and looked at him. My heart stopped all of the suddenly. My eyes widened and so did his, but he recovered quickly. He smiled and flipped in light brown hair, "Hey." Then ironically the song One Less Lonely Girl started playing on my computer...

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