{Emily's POV}
"Awww, oh. My. Gawd. Do you remember this?" My best friend Taylor said, as she practically shoved her iPhone in my face, showing me a picture that I remember perfectly.
"Aw, Yes! That was like three years ago when Justin, you, and I went to Six Flags together" I replied, smiling, thinking back to the good old days.
"I feel like it's been forever, ya know? Like I miss our friendship, we really did make the best team." She said, looking back down at her iPhone scrolling through her old photos.
"Ugh, I know." I exclaimed, "I'm really happy for him, but at the same time it's like... I just want things to go back to how they were before he became famous." I shrugged and looked down.
I remember everything like it was yesterday. 7th grade. Those long talks in art, the way he would wait for me after lunch so we could walk together. We would always take a long time because we would be laughing too hard. I remember this one time, where we were painting, and I took the brush and started to paint his hair. Then I remember us getting yelled at by the teacher, but it was all worth it. I remember us having dance parties in art. Making the music loud, and never getting our work done. We were the best team. We did everything together. We had inside jokes that never made sense to anyone but us. It was the best. And that summer came, ugh, I don't even want to think about it, but it changed everythi-
"EMILY!" Taylor yelled at me, snapping me back in reality. "Have you even been paying attention to me for the past 2 minuets? No. I didn't think so. Anyway, as I was saying..." she turned her head toward her laptop, and read out loud. "Contest to meet Justin Bieber, blahblahblah....look Em, he's going to come here to Miami!"
Looking up, from staring out the window I answered, "No way!" I was so shocked to hear that he would be coming to our town. I can't even imagine seeing him again, it's been so different. I moved with Taylor to go to collage, he's touring the world. Sigh.
Taylor noticed my disappointment and sighed. "Em, are you comprehending what I'm saying?!?!? We might get to see him again! I bet he doesn't even remember us after everything that's been going on in his life, but, we should go and see him! And the meet and greet tickets are...$260" Taylor sighed. Just saying the price out loud made her sad.
I shook my head. "Ugh, Tay. Where on earth are we going to get $260..EACH?!?!?"
Taylor looked around the room, as if it would give her some answers. "Honestly I have no clue. We better think of a plan. A really good one. Something to help come up with the money so we can see our best friend again."
I sighed. "Your right. But how are we-" I was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing.
Getting myself off the floor, I stood up and made my way out of the room. "Hum, I wonder who that could be." I said, walking towards the front door.
"Oh, it's probably Justin Bieber" Tay answered, her lips curling to a smirk, followed by a playful wink.
Chucking, "Yeah. Definitely." I responded, rolling my eyes. And when I opened the door I saw something that I was not expecting, and not prepared for.
