"Can you believe tonight we'll be in the third row of the last show in the Believe Tour?!" Just the thought of it is overwhelming!" my best friend Kiara shouted in my ear while driving to the concert.
"Oh shit! My mascara is running! Why the hell do I have to cry every time one of us brings up this concert?" I excalimed.
I , Emma Mariana Jackson, will not stop until I am either the OLLG or meet the damn boy. This will be the best night of my life. Not even my wedding day will top this. I know it's crazy for a twenty-one year old to have such a crush on Justin Bieber, but whatever. He said he likes older women, and I happen to be one. And when I do meet him, I will give him an unsuspected kiss. Then I will run and scream "I REGRET NOTHING!!!" My plan is full proof.
"Emma, do you see this stage? We are, in fact, five feet away from where Justin Bieber will be standing! Oh crap! I'm about to pass out. I need to sit down!" Kiara yelled faintly.
I just laughed at her and waited impatiently for Justin to make his big entrance. I climbed up on the stage while the security guards weren't look and just laid there for a good minute. I kissed the ground and thought in my head, "Is this where Justin's ass is going to be if he falls?" I couldn't help but smile at the thought while climbing off stage.
Twenty minutes later, the countdown was ending. The stadium full of Beliebers started screaming "Ten... Nine... Eight... Seven... Six... Five... Four... Three... Two... One.." We all shouted, screamed, cried, and babbled in excitement as Justin came in on his wings. It seemed like the rest of the concert went rushed. That was until I saw Allison Kaye behind me. She asked me if I wanted to be the One Less Lonely Girl. I replied with an obvious "Hell yes! It was been my dream since the My World Tour!!!" The we ran backstage. Kiara didnt even notice I was gone.
I just stood where I was going to come out when I saw the door start to open. Justin's dancers told me to hold my arms out and then picked me up and sat me on the chair. Justin slowly walked toward me and stopped singing for a few seconds. He slightly grinned at me and awkwardly continued to sing. When the song was over he grabbed my hand and took me backstage. "I have to be back on stage in ten minutes. Can I please have your phone number?" Justin asked me really fast. I nod and tell him my digits, trying to seem calm. Then, at my surprise, he pulls me in a corner and passionately kisses me. We didn't stop for air for maybe three minutes. In those few minutes, he slid his hands in the sides of my jeans and I played around with his hair. This really was a night to remember.
