Purpose

Find Your Purpose

7 Years Later...

Avery P.O.V.
June 7th 2015 @8:05 am

"Can you do a split on a dick?" I said sing-songly while making a beat with my hands against the car door.

"Girl how you think yo' momma got thick!" said my Mom, Kimberly while doing a weird hand movement around her body.

"WHAT!" I chanted loudly moving the camera towards my face making my famous weird face.

I should re-introduce myself. My name is Avery now, I just traded my name over to my middle name because I like it more than Aaliyah. I feel as if Aaliyah is way to common. I haven't seen Justin in over 6 years. However I have two new best friends. Ma'Kayla Brown and Britney Johnson. I smiled as I re-watched the video I made, and I uploaded it to vine. I'm a famous viner who sings a bunch of covers. I turned off my data then I put my phone away as I got out of the car. Today I'll be singing my first original song I call "11 something". I want to drop it before summer even starts just to get the reaction from my supporters. I smiled at my momma who's on the way to work. I asked her for a drive because my car is in the shop.

"Thanks Momma!" said and brightly and walked towards the studio.

She responded with a honk of her car horn then she drove off. Off to work. I got into the studio and went into the room I assigned myself from this morning. I saw my friend Mike the Mixer I smiled at him.

"What's Up?" I said and did a little head nod.

He chuckled and I got straight into the booth. I went inside and took out my phone. My phone is always blowing up but not as much as it is now. I turned on my data again, and got a whole bunch new notifications. Something about...Island Def Jam Records wanting to produce songs with me? I quickly opened Twitter and I saw a my supporters mentioning me into a tweet from Island Def Jam Records.

@ISLANDDEFJAMRECORDS:
Who's this? IDJ Rec's would love to work with her!

{AN // the cover of her attached in the tweet // at above or aside}

I sat down, stunned and speechless. My cover from at your best was attached. I bit upset because, don't you need a manager to do that? I then saw something else that caught my gaze.

@ALICIAKEYS:
@ISLANDDEFJAMRECORDS you produce her songs, and I'll manage. She's such a beauty! 😍

I screamed so loud and I screenshot everything, running out the studio. Mike looked at me.

"What? What? WHAT!" he said loudly.

I handed him my phone and made him scroll through the screenshots. His face lit up and he got up with me and we started jumping up and down.

"WHAT YOU STILL DOING HERE AVERY?" he started to say.

"IF YOU DON'T REPLY TO THOSE TWEETS, I WILL!" he yelled excitedly.

My hands shook as I replied to those tweets in one big tweet.

@AVERY:
@ALICIAKEYS & @ISLANDDEFJAMRECORDS
That's me! I'll be more than happy to be apart of both.

I then quickly followed both of them. Such a shame I didn't do it before. I then called my mom, my big sister, Brti Brat and Kayla and told them the good news.

Justin P.O.V.

"Justin, do you not see the person your becoming?" said my manager Scooter.

I don't see what's everyone's problem. I apologized for pissing in the bucket, I apologized for spitting on my fans, and almost everything else.

"I apologized!" I said, rolling my eyes, really annoyed of this bs. Scooter sat down beside me.

"I managed you because your a small town kid that has potential, you still do, but until you find that, I can't manage you." He said, slowly and sighed at the last bit. I looked over at him shocked. Anger took over my body.

"WTF ARE YOU SAYING I NEED TO DO?" I barked at Scooter.

"You need to find your purpose..." he said.

"...because right now...your just doing this 'fame thing' for no reason." he said before he got up leaving me on the couch, and walking out of my house.

My purpose? What the hell could that be...

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Don't hate me. I just feel as if Justin should be this way to finding his purpose again. Of course this is fan fan fiction. It's not real.