My Friend Justin

Chapter Five

CHAPTER FIVE <3

BEEP. BEEP. BEEEEEP.

My alarm goes off at 6.00am. I feel really tired, but it’ll be worth it for what i’m about to do. After getting ready, packing my purse with all my essentials. Phone, ipod, wallet, lollipops. (i like lollipops ok?) I fetch my guitar from the stand, tune it up, then learnt a few chords.

 About 6.30am, i go out of my front door over to Justin’s house. I see Pattie in the window, waiting for me. She also looked tired, but after i told her my plan, she couldn’t resist being in on it.

She opens the door quietly, letting me sneak in. I take off my shoes.

“He’s still asleep upstairs, he left his door open though so you should be able to just go in.” She whispers, grinning excitedly. “Wait, let me just grab my camera, this could be Kodak-worthy.”

After she retrieves her camera, we both slowly move up the stairs and into his room. I plug in my lead into the guitar, and turn on the amp. Thankfully, it doesn't make a noise loud enough to make his wake up. I look over to him, he’s snoring slightly with his mouth open. I smirk. Cute. Standing at the bottom of his bed, i take in a massive breath.

“LOVE ME LOVE ME, SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME” I shout, the amp blasting the chords thorugh the speaker.

Justin screams, falling out of bed with a huge ‘BUMP’. He realises he’s only in his underwear, his cheeks turn a deep red.

“FOOL FOOL ME, OH HOW YOU DO ME” Im grinning now, and give him a cheeky wink.

His face was priceless. He tries to cover himself with himself with his comforter.

“MOM! Are you filming?!” By this time, Pattie was almost wetting herself laughing, catching this all on the video. He tries to grab it out of her hands, but she’s too quick for him, but still managing to film his angry face for the camera’s benefit.

I finish off the piece with a mean solo, before bowing whilst Pattie applauds me.

“The irony is” he sighs, scratching his head, his hair looks so funny in the morning, it sticks up. “i really don’t like you at the moment.”

“Well, i did say i was gunna get you back!” I pointed out.

“Uh, no you didn’t! You said you were going to phone me at 6 every morning. Not blast the amp in my ears!” He argues back.

“Oh. Oops.” i giggle.

Justin groans, throwing the pillow in front of face, then jumping back into bed. He stays still for a few minutes, before tossing and turning. He then gets up again, giving me evils whilst mumbling “I can’t go back to sleep now.”

I add fuel to the fire by mentioning “Nice bed hair, grumpy pants.”

This sparked his attention. He looks at me with terror, runs over to the mirror and sees the...monstrosity that is his style.

“Even a hair flip couldn’t solve that problem” I say lightly, which gets a cold stare sent my way. This is too fun.

“Crap! MOM. Why are you still filming?” He puts his hand up in front of the lens frantically, before rushing into the bathroom and slamming the door.

Pattie looks up at me and winks, showing me a few angry photos of Justin with bed hair.

“Don’t worry, i’ll print a few off for you for your scrapbook. I’ll also save it on the computer if that gets ripped up.”

I give her a hug. “Thanks Pat, you’re the best!”  I walk over to the bathroom and knock on it gently.

“Justin, if you hurry up, you’ll have about 4 hours to get ready, spend your time wisely.”