Part 2

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I looked at him strange, "What just happened?"

He shook his head, "You screamed at him. I put my hand on your shoulder to see if you needed help and you just kind of spaced out. Is this punk bothering you?"

Justin got aggravated, "Punk? Do you know who you are talking to?"

The sexy stranger laughed, "Why yes I sure do. I'm talking to a spoiled, self-centered, brat by the name of Justin Bieber that thinks the world owes him something..."

A crowd started to gather, and Justin looked at the both of us, "This isn't over..." and he retreated.

I let out a sigh, "Thank you. He has been following me around all day. I never thought he was going to go away. Who is he anyway?"

The sexy stranger looked at me weird, "You don't know who Justin Bieber is?"

I shook my head aggravated, "Now you sound like him. NO I don't know who he is. Why does he think he is so special?"

He just laughed, "I will let you find that one out for yourself. Do you know who I am?" he asked.

I scoffed, "Really? Now you're starting to REALLY sound like him."

He laughed, "Okay okay. I'm not as special as he is though." He reached his hand out, "I'm Tyler." He said with a smile.

I reached to shake his hand and the minute I touched him I had that feeling again. I tried to hide it, "Hi. I'm (YN)."

Tyler smiled at me, "Where are you headed?"

I started walking, "Actually I'm done for the day, so I was headed back to the dorm. What about you?"

He hesitated, "Actually I was going to get some lunch. You want to join me? I can protect you from Justin so you can eat." He joked.

I laughed, "I could have taken him."

He smiled at me, "I have no doubt that you could have." And we headed for the cafeteria.

We sat down at the table after getting our food and Tyler asked, "So where are you from?"

"Wyoming. You?"

"I'm actually from a town called Corona that's about an hour or so southeast from here." He hesitated, "You really don't know who Justin is? I can understand you not knowing who I am but Justin Bieber..."

I laughed, "Is he THAT important?"

Tyler looked deep into my eyes, "He thinks he is..."

My laughter faded, "Your eyes..."

He quickly turned his head, "What about them?" he asked nervously.

I turned him back to face me, snatching my hand almost immediately, "They are just mesmerizing. The gold almost glows and the way it mixes with the grey it's just..." I snapped back to reality and realized what I was doing, "I'm so sorry. That was really weird of me."

He looked back at me, "It's okay. So, tell me more about you."

I laughed, "Well there really isn't a lot to tell. My parents have kept me locked up in the middle of nowhere all my life and I'm just now getting out and getting to see the world."

He started to touch my hand but pulled back at the last minute, "Why were you locked up?"

"If you ask my parents feared people. They never had anything to do with anyone other than family." I laughed harder, "I have to show you something." And I pulled out my cell phone, pulled up a picture of me before Kat had sent me and showed it to him.

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