My Twin Brother (Justin Bieber)

My Twin Brother

Song of the chapter : Gotye - Easy way out.

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March 1, 2013

                  ✴Justin✴

I'm in a my living room, playing with a boy. I try to look at him, but his face is blank. 

"Why cant I see your face?'' I ask 

He looks at me, "Why don't you try looking in the mirror?'' He replies. 

A mirror is automatically shoved in my face. I try to look but I see nothing. 

I turned to the boy and he is screaming, he's being dragged away by a man dressed up in black.  

I try to help him but my body wouldn't move. As he is being dragged away, I see a star tattoo on the mans wrist. The man looks at me, he grabs a knife out of his pocket and he says, "Wake up!"

"Wake up!" 

"Wake up!" 

"Huh, what?'' I said 

"Justin, we have to get ready for your interview." My mother says. 

I look at the clock on my side, it's 5:00. "Ma, why do we have to get up so early?" I whine. 

"Because Kenny said that it will be a long drive, and their will be a lot of fans so we have to get there before they do.'' My mom responds. 

"But it's my birthday." I complain.

"Sweet,  I know. Just do it for the fans."

"Alright, I'll meet you downstairs in about 30 minutes." 

"OK, but I swear if I see you still in bed, you will taste the rainbow." She said laughing, holding a fist up. 

She left my room, and I got up to take a shower. 

I took off my clothes and stepped in. I like taking showers, it's the place where I can relax. That dream popped into my mind. I've been having dreams like that recently. I don't know why though. I talk to Ryan and Chaz about it, but they have no clue either. I put shampoo on my hair and wash my body with soap. I step out and dry myself. I blow dry my hair, brush my teeth, wash my face and all that. I put on some black skinny jeans, black v-neck, and some red supras. I go downstairs and get some waffles. I spot my mom on the couch drinking coffee. 

"Mom What time are we supposed to be there?"  

"At seven." she says. 

"Okay" I said while taking out some waffles from the refrigerator.  

"Justin why do you take so many waffles?'' my mom asks getting up from the couch. 

"What do you mean, I only have.....seven." I say in defense. 

She gets closer to me she looks me straight in the eye and takes my waffles from my plate. I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE JUST TOOK MY WAFFLES LIKE THAT! She starts running out of the kitchen into the living room. I start running after her. 

"Hey, leggo my eggo" 

While I'm running I slipped on a marble, and fell.

My mom stops running, and give me an apologetic look. I held out my hand so she can help me up.

She walks up to me.

"Do you really expect me to help you up when you keep on eating up the food in the refrigerator?" She asks me, with her hands on her hips.