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Ariana's POV
     It's about 12 a.m. here in L.A., and Mac decided to go out to a club to celebrate me coming to the final decision for tour dates. I feel so bad taking so long to come out with the dates, but it's a long and hard process.
     It was pretty packed, and we were hoarded the second we got in. I was wearing a white lace crop top, paired with a white lace shirt and some white pumps. I know- lots of white. Mac and I headed straight for the dance floor, and the D.J. began playing an "Into You" remix. It made me laugh. Every time I show up somewhere, my music starts playing. I went to the bar after a bit to get some water. When I went back, I saw some girl grinding on him. I laughed it off, but he didn't do anything about it. I didn't want it to get to me, but it did. So I sat. And watched. For hours. And hours. He didn't even bother to check where I went off to.
     Later that night, someone came into the club, and got extremely hoarded, but I just sat at the bar watching. As they made their way to the dance floor, I could see them. I didn't believe it. Justin Bieber. I haven't seen the kid in months. Part of me wanted to get
up and greet him, but I didn't want to have an inevitable conversation with Mac. So I sat. And watched. Again.
      I was so done with drinking water, so I asked the bar tender for a tequila on the rocks. That got me good.

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