Chapter 2: Who Knew

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I awaken and yawn. I had just had another one of my many dreams about Justin. It was about us making out. It was just another morning, full of sunshine, and the beautiful, bright blue sky and Justin. Oh, Justin. The love of my life. I open my eyes, roll over to my side, and see Justin. He looks at me lovingly, and smiles. My heart melts.

"G'morning beautiful." he says.

I smile back and reply to him, "Hey honey."

He starts kissing me. We move in closer and he kisses my cheek, lips, then he moves down to my neck. He moves his body away, as I slowly move my body towards him and our lips meet. I moan in pleasure. Our lips part, and we continue to look at each other.

I threw on a silver patterned dress. It was new. I absolutely just HAD to change my dresses every time I was going to be posted online. I have a bit of my mother's style. Simple, yet casual looking. Barely any bright colors. I look over at Justin. He is just- there are no words. I love his style. It's all biker and so rebellious looking!

Like a serial killer. That was my first thought of him. I was wrong, though. He's the nicest guy ever. I love his stories he tells me back when he was a teenager. I wish I had met him back then, by now, we'd be married and would've had many kids. But I don't have any. I don't hate them, I LOVE KIDS. I am a godmother of my best friend's daughter, Coco, who just turned 8. She is just- she's adorable. I sometimes tell myself to ask Justin to have a baby. But I don't want to sound desperate.

I don't even plan to get married. I've been married once, don't think I'll do it twice! I mean, I don't know what to say when Justin asks me. I don't even know when he's going to! But I'm not pushing it.

What me and Justin have is like, finding treasure. Or seeing Steven Tyler for the first time, which, by the way, have done.

Basically, it's like a great, big earthquake struck your heart and that makes your knees all weak.

"You done?" I ask Justin, just as he snaps his belt on.

"Yeah, sweetie. All done."

After finishing our breakfast (Greek scrambled eggs, he loves them), we were headed out the door. I grabbed my heels. We were going on the red carpet.

We arrive and I walk around, looking for some people I know to talk to.

"Jen!" I hear a familiar voice call me from behind. I spin around to find Chelsea, one of my other girls.

"Hey girl! You look- gorgeous." she says.

"Hey Chelsea! You look gorgeous yourself!"

"Thanks hun!" she smiles.

"So..." she says. "How ARE you?"

"Good, I'm good!" I ask.

"Me too!"

"How's my lovely lady?"

I look behind me.

Justin looks at me, then at Chelsea.

"Hey Justin!" Chelsea says.

"Hi there Chelsea! You look great today." says Justin.

"Oh, thanks! You look handsome! Jen is such a lucky girl, getting into those pants whenevers she wants."

They laughed and Chelsea slapped her knee.

Sometimes I just hate her jokes. I wonder if she was joking or she really meant it.

She's single, and she tends to flirt a lot with other men. Oh, and she is a tell tale liar. I know, that on her show, she jokes for comedy, bit she's just sometimes the same girl in reality.

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