Purpose

Lets play the pretending game, shall we?

{A/N outfits above or on the side, enjoy lovelies! Two mini chapters!}

The following day...

June 12 @ 6:10 pm

Avery POV

My hair is SLAYED! I managed to straighten it right before I went to the radio station to promote my song that's been out for 10 minutes, since I got my hair done this morning. I was now in an über on my way to IDJ records studio because once the grind start, you ain't suppose to stop. I was retweeting the positive feedback from my fans -which I need a nickname for- and even the negative comments. I then realized that my phone was blowing up even more I looked up at my über driver and made an apologetic look and glanced back down on my phone. I realized that I was also getting texts from people back home which made my heart swell of excitement.

"We're here miss." said the middle-aged Indian woman through her thick accent then I thanked her and hopped out the car and closed the door and gave her feedback and four stars from my phone as she drove off. I walked into the studio and then I took a room key from behind the counter, forgetting I was wearing a short dress, then I quickly pulled it down and I felt a stare so I quickly turned around, no one either than Mr. Bieber staring at my ass again. I turned my head forward and then as I was about to walk off I felt my inner self coming out, so I fixed myself and walked up to him confidently.

Justin POV

I walked into the IDJ records studio to find the same girl I can tell from her legs but she changed her hair colour. I didn't realize I was staring at her until she turned and looked at me with this annoyance all over face, I didn't stop even when she was right in front of me.

"Hi, my name is Avery, I feel as if we need a proper introduction of your going to keep staring at my ass like you haven't seen one before." she said, as she held out her hand, and gave a small smile at the end of her speech.

I didn't quite know what to do so I took my hand out of my pocket to shake her hand, but then my locker fell out, she instantly dropped her hand and crouched down to pick it up from me, it was opened and she looked at the picture, almost as if she remembered the moment it was taken. She cleared her throat and softened her facial expression a bit and handed it back to me. I took it and pushed it back into my pocket.

"I'm Justin...but you might've already know that..." I said trailing off and she nodded.

"The media is very found of you..." she said, I was about to speak when I heard my name being called

"Justin!" I heard, I turned my head to Scooter, when I looked back to see Avery, I noticed she walked away, and was already making a right down the hall. I kept wondering...

Why does she seem to remember my locket?

Avery POV

A pretending game can't hurt.