Chapter Three

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I shot up, eyes wide. The blankets on the bed were thrown to the side, my body sweaty. I could hear my mom and Ryan still talking in the other room, and I ran my hands through my sweaty hair.

'That seemed too realistic.' I thought as I stood to my feet, and went into the room where my mom and Ryan were talking. Mom looked over at me, and Ryan paused mid-sentence. 

"There he is." Ryan said, chuckling. "I thought you died in there."

"Real funny." I said, laughing. Ryan chuckled and I sat next to my mom.

"Are you sweaty?" she asked, looking at me closely.

"It's really hot in there." I said, pointing over my shoulder. Mom gave me a look, but let it go. I pulled my feet off the floor, and spread them across the couch, leaning my head against my mom's shoulder. She wrapped her arms around my body, and I closed my eyes.

"Get some sleep." she said as she kissed my head. "We've got a big day tomorrow." I nodded, and slowly fell asleep again.

This time, without dreaming.

{April}

I woke up to my I-Pod playing 'Super Bass' by Nicki Manaj. I smiled as I opened my eyes and hit the off button for the alarm. I sprouted from my bed sheets, and stretched. I starred blankly at the wall infront of me, and smiled.

"Tonights the night of the Justin Bieber concert!" I screamed, and ran out of my room and into the bathroom. I looked at my hair, and sneered.

"Shower time!" I announced, skipping back into my room to get my clothes, and my phone. Haley sent me a few texts, saying how excited she was about the concert. My mom sent me a text saying that she'd be home an hour before the concert, so we'd have to leave as soon as she got home.

I tossed my phone back onto my bed, and went back into the bathroom for my shower.

After my shower, I threw on my clothes, and quickly blow dried my hair. I smiled at how clean my hair looked now, and went downstairs into the kitchen. I made me some cereal, and took a seat on the couch. I reached for the remote, and changed channels until I landed on Spongebob. I leaned back, and enjoyed my breakfast.

After finishing that, I got back up, shut the TV off, and went to go put my bowl and spoon into the sink. I then ran back up into my room, and pulled out my laptop, logging onto Facebook.

I got a lot of people from school post a 'Happy Birthday April' on my wall, and I quickly typed a 'Thanks' under their posts. Haley poked me, and I ignored it. She sent me a message.

'When do I need to be over?' was what it was. I pulled out my phone, and called her.

"Hello?" she answered in a sing-song voice.

"You need to be over now." I said, laughing. "Today is going to go by slow, and I want to do something, and someone to do it with." Haley laughed.

"That sounded nasty." she said. I rolled my eyes.

"Get your butt over here!" I yelled before hanging up, and flopping down onto my bed. I sighed as I starred at the ceiling.

'Todays going to go by so slow..' I thought as I rolled over, and burried my head under my pillows.

{Justin}

'Why is today going by so fast?!' I thought as I ran into my dressing room to get changed. I lost Ryan in the halls where people hurried to their stations to get ready for the concert. When Ryan caught up with me, I was already slipping off my shirt.

"How'd you get here so fast?" Ryan asked. I shrugged and pulled the new shirt over my head. I ran to the mirror, and made sure I didn't mess up my hair.

"Your such a girl." Ryan said, chuckling. I shot him a playful glare, and went back to changing. I pulled my pants down to my ankles, and Ryan busted out laughing.

"What?" I asked, looking behind me. "Is there something on my butt?"

"No, dude." Ryan said, standing to close the door. "Why would you undress your pants with the door wide open?"

I shrugged. "Everyone here has seen me in my boxers before." I tossed my pants off to the side, and slipped on my skinny jeans that hung on the hanger infront of me. After getting everything on, I ran back to the bathroom, and ran a comb through my hair.

"How long until concert?" I asked.

Ryan looked down at his watch. "Bout..two hours." I nodded, then gave Ryan a funny look.

"Why am I getting dressed this early?" I asked.

"Dress rehersal, dude." Ryan said. "Duh." I rolled my eyes. "I'll meet you outside." Ryan said before leaving the room. I nodded, and looked at myself in the mirror.

The nightmare from the other night still haunted my thoughts. I looked at myself closely, examining my face in search for any showings of the beast I saw in my dream. My eyes were still the carmel color they've been for the past seventeen years. I smiled at my reflection. Teeth still the same size they've been.

'What am I doing?' I thought. 'That beast in my dream was just a figmint of my imagination, dummy.' I walked away from my reflection, and sighed.

"Lets do this." I said as I walked out of the hallway, and down towards the stage.

[Time for Concert]

{April}

"okay!" I yelled as Dad stopped the car infront of the place where girls were gathered at the front of the gates. "Bye." I gave Dad a kiss on the cheek, and Haley and I jumped out of the car.

"You got the tickets?" Haley asked. I nodded, and pulled out two tickets. "Good." I smiled. We looked around at the huge crowd of girls that were standing infront of us.

I could see Ryan Good, and Scooter giving out tickets to girls who don't have any. My smile widdened as Ryan saw me.

"Look." I said quietly, poking Haley's arm. "It's Ryan Good." Haley gasped, and jumped up and down.

"You think he's going to come over?" she asked. Ryan looked as if he was about to, but then turned a corner and went to talking to another group of girls. Haley and I frowned.

"Oh well." I said. "He's no Justin Bieber anyways." Haley laughed. We heard someone speaking upfront on a megaphone, but Haley and I were too far to hear.

"What is she saying?" Haley asked. I shrugged. Suddenly, all the girls ran forwards.

The gates were open.

"Ready for this?" Haley asked. I looked down at the tickets that still lay in my hands. I looked up at the open gates, and smiled.

"Lets do this!"

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