Baby, Baby, Baby NOO! ||Justin Bieber||

Chp. 2 : Boys Weekend

"Surprise!" someone yelled into my ear as I was pushed out of my warm, comfy bed. I groaned, and rolled over, the blankets and sheets wrapping around my body.

The cleaning crews gonna have a cow I thought as I rubbed my eyes and stood. I kicked the blankets and sheets off to the side, and walked into the kitchen.

"Who yelled surprise in my ear?" I asked as I took a seat at the small table. My mom slapped down a pancake the size of my head onto my plate infront of me. I starred at it, hungrily. "what's the special occasion?" I asked as I dug my fork into the pancake.

"I just felt like cooking." my mom said, smiling. I shrugged, and took a bite.

"So good." I mumbled and took a sip of orange juice before taking another bite of the monster pancake.

"Can you taste anything...unusual?" Ryan asked, coming up behind me. "You know, like...rat poison, or rasberries, or you know..."

"Rat poison?!" I yelled, choaking on my pancake. "What?"

Ryan busted out laughing. "I'm just messin with ya kid." he said, rubbing my hair. I swatted him away, and dug into my pancake.

"Mind if I have a bite?" Ryan asked, moving his fingers closer to my plate.

"Yea, I do." I said, my mouth full of pancake. "Back off. I'll bite you."

Ryan jerked his hand back, and looked at my mom. "What an animal you have here."

My mom laughed, and put out a pancake for Ryan. "It's not as big as Justin's." he muttered, but ate it before my mom could take it away, and give it to me.

After I ate at least half of my pancake, I got dressed for the day. Nothing fancy, just some basketball shorts, a t-shirt, and a hat. I threw on my basketball sneakers that we bought not too long ago, and we checked out of the hotel.

As we exited, two girls screamed, and ran up to me. I jumped back as one balled my shirt in her fist, and pulled me closer.

"Can we have a picture with you?!" they screamed at the same time. I laughed nervously, and took a quick picture before any other Bieber fans saw me.

I was almost into my mom's car, when a lady with a little girl attatched to her arm, approached me.

"Justin." the lady said, as if she knew me ever since I was born, "This here is Amy, and she would just love it, if you took a quick picture with her. It won't take long."

I smiled, and looked down at Amy. "Hey there, Amy." I said. Amy shyed away from me, and hid behind her mom's legs.

"Aw, Amy, don't do this." her mom picked her up, and stood her next to me. I bent down to her height, and wrapped my arms around her, giving her a hug, and smiling.

After the picture was taken, Amy gave me a small peck on the cheek, and ran off back into the hotel, her face beet red.

"Should I be concerned?" my mom asked as she walked up to the car.

I laughed. "Yea, my hormones are going haywire." I added, and my mom rolled her eyes.

She pulled out of the hotel parking lot, and drove past a group of girls that were starting to form under my window.

Too bad for them, I was already in Canada by the time they were told I'd left.

"Ryan!" I yelled as we pulled into my grandparents driveway. Ryan was sitting on the front porch, texting on his phone, waiting for me. He smiled, and ran up to me.