Chapter 3

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Clair's POV

"so you find me cute?"

"I guess" I replied.

He stood up and wrapped his arms around me.

"you look nice tonight" he whispered in my ear.

"thanks"

He faced me and smiled. We started leaning in. Our lips touched. I couldn't help myself. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He held my waist. I'm kissing Justin Drew Bieber! Who knew? He pulled back.

"I'll miss you"

"what do you mean?"

I jumped up. My cell was going off. Whoa I had a dream of Justin Bieber. Weird. I answered.

"hey?"

"what do you mean 'hey?' it's eleven in the morning you up?"

"now I am"

"sorry...so what's up?"

"about to get ready you?"

I threw my covers off me and got out of bed. I held my phone with one hand as the other was making the bed.

"getting ready for the concert!"

"oh boy"

I frowned. I had a dream about him. I don't want to see him!

"don't be so down...I got backstage passes!"

O.0 crap.

"awesome!" I squealed sarcastically.

"I know right?!" OK she is officially dumb.

Yeah I know its mean but she's kinda mean to me so yeah. I sighed.

(25 Minutes before concert)

I smiled to myself in the mirror. I got a haircut and I love it! Shorter and darker. I put some mascara and little bit of lip gloss on. I don't have any pimples so I don't need some those stuff and I have natural purplish eye shadow look. But I used to have pimples. I'm not perfect. I looked in my closet.

"what to do?"

I smiled and grabbed my white short dress with black poka dots on it. I love this dress. (decided to add that from the wonderful cover made by Lunareader so yeah its on the cover) I slipped in it and zipped up. I tied the neck and walked to my closet again. I bent down and went through shoes.

Purple? Nah

Blue? Don't go at all

White? To much white

Black? Perfect!

I looked at my black shoes.

Super High heels? NO!

Flats? No.

Regular Heels? Yes.

I put them on. I ran my fingers through my dark drown hair. I smiled. I love my new hair. My phone rang. I checked caller ID. Doctor Henderson. No. I ignored it.

Justin's POV

"hmmm I feel less nervous tonight" I smiled peacefully.

"good. Concerts about to go so um...I should tell you something" my mom said as she pulled on a bracelet.

"What?"

"Scooter decided that you'd do something a little different tonight"

"what? Is Sean here?"

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