First and Last 『Justin Bieber』

Chapter Six

Even though I've never met a celebrity in my entire life before, it wasn't because I was bad at consulting a famous celebrity back home let alone meeting with one of the most famous celebrity in the face of the Earth. It's because...I just don't want to I guess or celebrities just don't want to meet me. Well, you know what I mean.

I'm really, really, impressed at myself. I didn't screamed like a little school girl when he drapes an arm around Nick's shoulder and looked at me showing his million dollar smile. Oh, his smile is so beautiful. Something inside of me makes me want to glue that smile into his face forever.

Yes, my heart just literally jumped out of my chest, but like I said I just kept my calm cool manner. I completely forgot that Nick is the choreographer of Justin...Bieber.

"Hey." I said while I nod my head at him. Oh great, he must be thinking that I'm a tomboy or something.

"Hey guys!" Another guy came and stood beside Nick.

"I'm Ryan Butler and this is Nick and Justin." He smiled at me while gesturing towards Nick and Justin.

He's cute.

"Yep, she already knows who I am. Guys, this is S-" I cut him off and I don't know why. I want them to properly ask me who I am. Something came over me...it's like my mood instantly dropped and I felt super duper tired.

"Our training session is over." I playfully punched his chest. "You didn't even trained with us and I have this cliche feeling that you're gonna make me continue the training." I raised my eyebrow at him and he instantly smirked.

"Yep." I sighed. Great, my confidence level dropped all the way down to zero because I don't want them watching me dance. It's like I'm auditioning at a dance crew or something. I hate people staring at me and watching every move I do. Is it just me or am I overreacting?

I pulled Nick away from them and dragged him to the center of the dance floor. Time for an advance revenge. If he wants me to teach him the dance steps again. I'll do it, but I'm gonna have to exhaust him first. Evil, I know. I played the music and he looked at me confused.

"The routine I taught you before you left." He nodded and started dancing. Damn, he's good. I gotta admit that.

"Did I get that routine right?" He asked me.

"I feel like I didn't do it properly. Can you please show me the steps again?" Nick came over to me and dragged me to the middle of the dance floor.

"Nick, you got it right. It's just housing. When it comes to you that's nothing." I patted him at the back and ruffled his sweaty hair.

"Don't concentrate too much on that routine Nick." I looked at him and smiled.

"It's just a...let's say a warm-up to ready ourselves for an exhausting routine. Okay?"

"I still want it to be perfect Siane. I-" Someone cut him of.

"Siane? So, that's your name." Justin appeared beside me, looked at me and smiled. 

"Yep, that's her name. It's pretty unique, right?" I smiled back at Justin and looked at Nick. Unique?

"Unique? You mean weird. I can't even find my name on a bracelet with random girl's names or whatever it's called." Justin and Nick laughed at what I said.

"If I had a dollar for every time someone pronounced and spelled my name wrong. I'd be a fucking billionaire." This time I wasn't joking, but they still laughed anyway. Hmm, it's a good thing they find me funny.