The chopher"s name is Greg.
Greg drove me to a runway with Justins private jet.
But i didnt see Justin just Selena.
The choper got out of the limo and opened the door. In kind of a classy british dorky way i say "Thank you madam" Selena over heard cracked laughing. Realizing what i just said I apologized to the chopher.
I walke up to Selena.
"Hey Dylan"
"Hey Selena! wheres Justin?"
"He couldnt make it he had some thing to do at the studio so im here with you!"
"okay sweet!"
The pilot was a rude jackass and didnt even say hi just shut the door on Selena.
"Here let me get that for you"
i opened the door
for Selena
"Thank you atleast someone has manners in this place''
I remember reading an article on her and I remember reading somthing in it that said she absolutley hated people without manners. Luckily I was raised by my mom.
we both sat down in the jet.
and we took off!
For most of the flight we had awkward small talk
"So whats Kentucky like?" she said
"well let me tell you one thing, we dont all own shotguns but when we do we shoot them"
She laughed
"No seriously whats it like in the bluegrass state"
"well I mean it sucks how everbody thinks youre a redneck idiot, but if you live in the south you are a redneck, But if you live near Louisville, you have no accent you have all youre teeth and your average when it comes to brains"
"wow thats intresting!"
"Your a cool kid"
"Thanks Selena"
"Please! Call me Sel or Selly or Selena"
"I like Selly"
"ok!"
we then had really funny, intresting, and cool stories.
"You know Dylan Id never think I be best friends with someone super funny!"
"aww thanks"
"Come here DillPickle"
id never think id be called that again
She then took a picture of me and her and posted it on facebook, twitter, and instagram and then captioned at the bottom "Meet My new Guy Bestie"
I felt like me and Selena were actuall bestfriends and Justin and I were just friends.
