Supermodel (Justin Bieber).

Seven.

Alex's Pox~

I hear the distant sound of birds chirping, and the soft noise of the wind. I open my eyes softly, and squint at the sunshine. I take a big breath in and let it all in. I turn my head to my left and stare out the window. I hear so many sounds in which are so unfamiliar, yet so comforting. I sit up, putting a strand of my hair behind my ear. I yawn, last night was the best night of my life. I met so many people, and have so many appointments scheduled. I smile at the remembrance of this one man saying-

"You may only be 5'4, but you are so very beautiful enough to be a model". 

Am I really? Am I really beautiful enough to be a model for huge brands? Am I truly worth it? I shake my head, I won't know until I try. I scoot my feet towards the edge of the bed, and let them swing off the edge, letting the air sway them. I let it in one more time, and finally get up. I hop into the giant shower, and begin to get ready. After my long shower, mostly filled with freaking out how amazing it is, I begin getting ready --

"Ms. Alexandria, would you like us to stop for breakfast?", my driver says as he opens the door for me. Pancakes sound so amazing right now. I nod, "Yes, that would be awesome". 

"Anything for you Ms. Alexandria".

"I have my first meeting in an hour, is there an ihop close by?", I ask. I hear the squeaky noise of the leather, and turn to see my driver looking back at me with a confused look. "Ihop?". 

I nod, "Yes?". 

"No, no. You don't eat at those, you have class Miss. I will take you to Blu Jam Cafe", he says. I nod back. I have class? What does ihop have to do with having class? Ugh, rich people. 

The car finally stops, and my driver opens my door for me. "We have arrived ". I nod, "Thank you, I will only be a half hour or so". My driver nods, and takes off. 

Okay Alex. Fancy restaurant, try to fit in. Don't do anything stupid. I hold my breath in and walk in. The smell hits me like a bus. Fresh pastries and fruit. I instantly fall in love. 

"Welcome ma'm. Oh don't you look lovely! Please follow me", a blonde lady says. I follow, and watch everything around me. I see people sitting at there tables, wearing suits and fancy named brands. I see Valentino, Gucci, Prada, and many more. Phew, this isn't my kind of people. The lady sits me at a table towards the back, and hands me a menu.

"Thank you", I say as she walks away. "What a beautiful morning it is my love. I hope you are doing swell, what can I get for you this morning? Start off with a latte?", a very handsome man comes up to me. I feel myself blush, "Can I just have orange juice please?". The handsome man nods, "Of course my love". He walks away, leaving me to look even more awkward. I smile at people as they walk by, and continue to read the menu trying to not act like a loner. 

"Yeahh! What's up man?". I hear a loud phrase behind me, and turn to look. I see a man, wearing ripped black jeans, white sneakers, and a nude top. His hair is more blonde than it is brown, and his arms are sleeved in tattoos. I only see the back of him, yet I feel as if I have seen him before. Just by looking at his back, it is already clear to see this man is so very handsome. The guy turns around. 

Shit. 

It's the guy I met last night. Justin Bieber. The Justin Bieber! I feel myself roll my eyes, yet continue to keep staring at his man. I think about it. This "man", isn't just some ordinary man. This man is Justin Bieber, a pop legend. I blush just thinking about it. I don't realize how long I have been staring until he made eye contact with me. I quickly turn away, blushing very hard. I look back a few seconds later, and see him still looking at me. I give a faint smile, and wish for one back. He looks at me up and down from my head to my legs. His lips begin to form a slight smirk. He then winks, which scrunches up his face. Holy fuck, the guy is so handsome. My face gets hot, and I quickly turn away again. Fuck fuck fuck fuck........(gif).

"Here's your orange juice beautiful", the handsome waiter comes. I smile, "Thanks". I await for a follow up question from the waiter, but look up to see him staring down at me. He clears his throat, "You are very pretty, what is your business here?". 

I blush even more, "Just having some breakfast". He laughs, "You chose the perfect place to do so". He smirks, and looks at me up and down. "Do you want to maybe continue your business tomorrow? But with me?". 

Did he just ask me out? Oh my god. I want to scream, and say yes. I just simply play it cool, "Maybe". He smiles big, "Maybe yes?". I smile, and nod yes. He clenches his fists and mouths "yes!". I give a small laugh, and proceed to take his number. He hands me a piece of paper with his number. 

"So anyways, what else can I get for you beautiful?". 

"Pancakes. Three pancakes", I say. He nods, and walks away. I look at his number, and blush really big. My first California guy. He's so handsome too. I'm in heaven. I take a sip of my juice-

"Wow, your first California guy!", I hear a raspy voice behind me. I quickly turn around, it's Justin. Was he reading my mind? Justin grabs a chair and pulls it up to my table. He sits in it backwards, with his arms hanging on the back of the chair. He looks at me with a puppy face. I fell myself get weak.

"Well congrats", he says. Is he being sarcastic? What a jerk. I nod with an annoyed look, "Why thanks". Justin laughs under his breath, "We didn't get to finish our conversation last night". 

Um, so? 

I nod again, "Yeah". 

"Let's finish it". 

"There's no need to, honestly", I say, with not regrets. Justin raises his eyebrows, "Wow". I cross my legs, "Sorry". Justin nods, "What did I do?". 

"Nothing. Sorry, you did nothing. I'm just not used to this", I say. Justin nods with bitting his upper lip, "I understand, sort of". Justin places his hand on top of mine. 

I feel my stomach turn, and goosebumps start to form on my skin. His hands are so huge compared to mine, and so muscular and veiny. I look up at him, and notice his pretty brown eyes staring at me with peace. He gives a warm and soft smile. 

"You're blushing". 

I quickly jerk my hand away and wipe my face. I look away in embarrassment, and take a sip of my juice. I hear him laugh. 

"I don't even know you. But I already know you are going to be the most pure thing in my life". 

What? I turn back to make eye contact with him, "Well then maybe we should get to know each other better", I say. Justin gives the biggest smile I have ever seen, and it is so hot. "But you just accepted a guys number. That's not fair to him". 

I laugh, "I don't know him either". Justin tilts his head, "Then I've got some competition". 

I nod, "Well, you are Justin Bieber". He looks away, "What if I wasn't?". 

"Then I guess you may still be able to compete".

Justin laughs, and looks at me like her loves me. He looks at my legs, then back up into my eyes. He nods, "Well it's a good thing I'm your first meeting today".