"You, sir, are an asshole." Selena rolled her eyes.
Justin smirked as he took her hand in his.
"I love it when you call me that." He winked.
Selena rolled her eyes.
"You disgust me." She frowned. Picking up her menu.
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I signed as I posted the picture within minutes it already had hundreds of comments. I bit my lip deciding whether or not I wanted to actually read them. Lately my fans seemed to be getting bored. I hadn't done anything new in a month and my manager was extremely unhappy. Taking a deep breath I opened the comment section to read a few.
@Lisalove: Is it true you're on drugs? @Gomizzle200: I love you Selena! @Priyatrent: She's old news.
I jumped as my phone began to ring in my hands. I groaned.
It was my manager, Mara. (Please keep in mind this is all fictional. Go with it) "Selena!" She greeted cheerfully. I bit my lower lip. "Hey, what's up." I asked, picking myself up off the floor I walked over to the window looking down on LA. "We have an idea that you may not like." Mara said, nervously. "But it will raise your fan count drastically and bring in new jobs." She continued more confidently. My mind briefly wandered to the mean Instagram comments and I cringed. "Whatever it is. I'll do it." I said. "Don't you even want to know what it is?" Mara asked, clearly shocked. "I trust you." I reassured her. It was the truth. "Come over tomorrow at noon and we will discuss it." Mara said, hanging up.
I took my phone out and texted my best friend, Demi.
Selena: I am so beyond bored right now. What are you up to?
Demi: I'm laying on my bed listening to music. This new kid is pretty talented.
Selena: uh who?
Demi: Justin. I got his song today. It's catchy.
Selena: ugh, that bieber kid?
Demi: hey now, don't be mean. We don't know him.
Selena: Thank God for that.
Demi: shut up. Haha.
Selena: Come over?
Demi: Sure, give me a few? I have a meeting then I'll head over.
Selena: Omg YESSSSSSSSS. Demi is coming over. (Fan girls).
Demi: You are such a dork.
Selena: Yes, but I'm your dork.
Demi: Always babe, see you at 7.
I looked at the time I had about an hour and a half before Demi would be here. I sighed and rolled over onto my stomach. Part of me wanted to go out but I really didn't want to get all covered up. I shrugged and pulled on my oversized pink hoodie over a pair of black leggings. Putting on some boots. I'd go get some food for Demi and I. Knowing her, she'd land up staying the night.
I texted Larry, my body guard.
Selena: Heading out.
Larry: I'll be downstairs in 10.
I rolled my eyes, he really didn't need to follow me every where. I groaned.
