My Friend Justin

Chapter Four

CHAPTER FOUR <3

Ding Dong.

“Bye Mom, see you later!” I yell, swinging open the front door, letting the Beebs bask in all his glory. He's now wearing a red hat, with matching suprahs.

“Okay, bye Ashleigh!” I hear her muffled yell from upstairs.

I look Justin up and down.

“Geez, I think you have more shoes than me. Not to mention the amount of hats you have!”

He laughs. “I've been photographed a couple of times wearing these kinda hats, so fans are starting to send me some. I have about 10 at the moment!”

“That's awesome! I wish I got sent gifts from all my adoring fans.” I clutch my heart dramatically, and drift out the doorway towards the car. Pattie was sat in the front driver's seat, tapping her carefully polished fingernails on the steering nails.

“Hey Pattie, I love you nails! Have you had a manicure?”

She smiles at me. “Yes, I did it myself! Thanks! Now, are you kids ready to go?”

Justin swings into the front seat, and I sit in the back.

“Sure thang, Momma.”

Cringe.

We all sang along to the radio on the way there, Justin trying to sing all the high bits, Pattie singing the low and me just doing whatever. By the time we reach the studio, everyone's in a happy mood and slightly giggly.

We see Scooter, Justin's manager, out by the front waiting for us.

“Yo Scooter!” Justin fistbumps with him, going into a bro hug.

“What's up my main man?” Scooter pats his shoulder happily. He looks over and sees me. His eyes light up.

“Ashleigh! Hey! Haven't seen you in a while!” He rushes up to me.

“Hey Scoot! I know right? I think the last time was..”

“The favourite girl recording!” We say together. I laugh and we do our secret handshake. He then moves on to Pattie, and once everyone has said hello, we go into the studio.

I say hi to a few of the people in there, then sit down as I watch Justin go into the familiar glass room, featuring a stool, a mic and some headphones.

“Hey Justin.” One of the men has pressed down a button in order to talk to him through the glass. “Can you hear me ok? I'm John by the way.”

“Loud and clear, Sir.” Justin grins back.

“So shall we start with your new song? What was it..One...”

Justin shakes his head frantically, indicating at me. “One time? Let's start with that.”

John looks confused. But nods. “Okay, let's run through with it, then see if anything needs changing.” He hits the play button, and the music starts.

I get up and start gangster dancing, everyone's back is turned away from me, so no one notices. “EH EH EH EH, ME PLUS YOU. IMMA TELL YOU ONE TIME.” I mouth the words at Justin, making him giggle. I go over to the man and say:

“Justin's being a bit unprofessional don't you think? You can't have him giggling on the whole track.”

John nods, stops the track and says to Justin. “Your friend is right, you're gunna need to stop laughing in orer for this is work.”

Justin opens his mouth in protest, but decides against it. “Okay fine, I'm sorry.”

They start the track again. I manage to keep a straight face, until the chorus. I go cross eyed, and stick my tongue out. “LET ME TELL YOU ONE TIME, GIRL I LOVE, GIRL I LOVE YOU.”