Justin Bieber Gave Me Back My Music... And the Prize was My Heart

Ch. 22

Justin's POV

This song is amazing. I had no idea that Artemis had this much talent. How could that dude whatever his name is make her doubt herself? She is definitely better than all of the big names out there, including myself.

At present moment, I am sitting on the beanbag chair in Artemis' garage, waiting for the crew to tell us what they thought. Artemis is snuggled in my arms, acoustic guitar in her lap, strumming nervously. I laced my fingers through hers, stopping her from strumming. She smiled at me, letting me know she appreciated the gesture. I kissed the top of her head.

"HOW ON EARTH COULD YOU BELIEVE YOU WEREN'T GOOD?" Ryan asked loudly, Selene shushing him, but nodding.

"He's got a good question," Chaz pointed out. "We know what JB is capable of, so we know what of that was your idea. You've got some serious talent!" Diana, quiet for once, snickered as I glared at my friend. He backed away hastily. "Not that Justin doesn't, it's not that at all."

"Do you think we have a chance at the talent show?"

They all looked at each other.

"Definitely," Jasmine told us seriously.

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