Chapter 2

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*Julia's POV*

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

My alarm clock went off at 7am as I planned and so I slumped out of bed and slowly moved to the bathroom to get ready. I put on a pair of blue, baggy sweat pants and a tught, black croptop. I brushed my soft, red hair and threw it up into a ponytail. I ran downstairs to see my parents sitting at the kitchen table with my little sister, Liley. I gave them all a hug good bye and 2 minutes later, the bus that came to pick me for camp. I climbed onto the large, coach bus and searched around until I saw my best friend, Emily sitting there on her laptop playing SIMS as usual.

I sat dwon next to her and said, "Hey! Aen't you excited?" I said enthusiastically. "Yassss boo!" She said like every other teenager in boston reacts to things. "No more annoying twin brother and younger sisters for a whole summer! It's a mirical!" I laughed. "Come on Em, Jake's not that bad!" She smirked and rolled her eyes. Jake and Em were those type of twins who are always fighting but are best friends. They hate eachother, but they really love eachother. I took out my purple Mac Book that by the way is the same one as Emily./ We do EVERYTHING together and she is my best friend in the entire world! I grabbed my pillow pet and put it behind my back so I was comphortable. The bus had free wifi which was amazing so I was on Twitter, You tube and obviousally Wattpad the whole time until I put my laptop away and Closed my eyes until I was fast asleep.

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I was fast asleep until I felt someone shaking me and yelling something that sounded like Julia. Finally I heard quite clearly someone scream, "OH MY FRCKEN GOD IT'S JUSTIN BIBER!" My eyes shot open and my body sprung up from my seat. "WHERE?!?!??!" I shouted looking around frantically. Emily laughed. "Just kidding," she said smiling. "Come one, we're gonna be late. W're here and we have a intro hip hop class like... now." Our stuff was going to be delivered to our doems and Em and I signed up to be roomates. We walked into the dance studio and it was GORGEOUS. Huge morrors, clean, black floor and the walls freshly painted purple with black outlines of dancers on the walls. Emily and I looked around in awe. This studio was much nicer than my moms studio. Yes, my mom is my dance teacher and she is a crazy dance mom. It happens.

We all gathered around and a skinny, blond woman stood up at the front and introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Kerri and I am your hip-hop teacher. I will be teaching a lot of your consistently because some of you major in hip-hop. So everyone picks a style to major in and Em and I picked hip- hop, so we had 3 hip hop classes a day and 1 of the rest. She stared to take a roll call and began to shout out names. She called out a Maggie, Olivia, about 3 Jessica's a Joesph, I think 2 Ryan's and Emily and I. At the end of the list she said, "Cameron? Um, Is Cameron here?"

Then, I cute freckled boy came busting through the door like a hurricane and shouted, "HERE!" As began to gasp for air. He looked familiar. Then I finally realized who it was. It's Cameron Boyce! 

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