I got dressed, wearing a simple ass black crop top and a matching short pencil skirt, slipped on my adilette sliders and put on my gold chain and rosary. Vatican chains on deckkk boi.
I felt extra poppin after my bieber sex sesh so I added tiny gold studs and left my blonde blow-dried hair out.
I was lookin Christian as fuck despite me riding Justin as if he was a Lambo.
When I got down stairs Yasmine was already up and cooking pancakes.
"Damn mama you on some up at 9am already cooking in the kitchen shit," I laughed at her.
She was fully dressed to, noticing she borrowed my clothes, but I let it slide since she didn't know she would crash at mine.
"Don't quote champagne papi after fucking Bieber, that's some illegal move," Yasmine pulled a cheeky smile while she flipped the pancakes on the pan.
"How do you know, Hun don't tell me you peeked," I eyed her, well my, orange stripped crop top and black shorts on her, she looked like a fucking goddess the orange really complimented her. So I mentally made a note to buy her an orange dress for Thanksgiving.
"Bïtch please, I bet the whole neighbourhood heard,"
I blushed and sat down, allowing her to baby me with serving and placing 3 delicious, huge golden ass pancakes in front of me. "Syrup or lemon & sugar?"
"Hun you know I like my lemon & sugar,"
She smiled and handed me them.
"Smells like heaven," Justin announced, coming down the stairs.
"You beat her haaaard," Yazz told him, totally smug she knew what went down.
"Next time you and Ashton should join,"
"Justin!" I laughed as he took a seat next to me.
"Damn pass me some pancakes, Yazz you should become a chef," He stated.
"Maybe me and Chase would have a show together, that would be SO awkward!" Yasmine laughed.
I stared at her. Tf was she doing.
"Who's Chase?" Asked Justin content with his syrup pancakes.
"Julia's ex.." Yasmine slowly continued, unsure of what message I was trying to put through with my cold stare.
I mentally did a back flip and slapped Yasmine (also mentally). Her eyes widened as she FINALLY realised what I was trying to tell her.
Lil bit too late.
"Oh he's a chef?"
"He flew out the first day of summer for New York, he got a job in this big restaurant," I calmly told him, he shouldn't be mad.
"That's cool, maybe we could go visit him,"
Yasmine laughed, "bad idea Bieber, once he see's you he'll try to fuck you up with those kitchen knives,"
"Shitden," Justin mumbled.
"You guys make me feel like I'm third wheeling," Yazz sighed. I was about to open my mouth when she interrupted and started excitedly shouting ,"OMG we should go to Dream World today with Ashton too!"
"Dream World is on the other side of Stratford Yazz, that's a 2hr drive," Justin calmly told her.
"Who gives a shit? Road trip," she insisted.
"It's not a bad idea, call Ashton and Justin go get your Jeep ready," I ordered them.
"Can't we just take your g-wagon," Justin whined.
"Fine," I got up and grabbed the garage key doors. "Tell Ash he has 20 mins to get his ass here, that's 10 to get ready at home and 10 to drive here," I looked at Yasmine who was already waiting for him to pick up.
Damn I never expected today to be such an eventful day.
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"Win trip to New York for yourself and 3 other friends, 5 star all-inclusive accommodation with $100,000 spending money! Just guess the song and artist!" Ashton read out from the big sign, it was 8pm, the sun was starting to set and after a long ass day riding big ass rollercoasters and waiting in long lines, we were chilling in the $1 gaming section of Dream World.
"Try it Ashton, I'm sure you won't win but I'll still root for you baby!" Yasmine giggled, she was slyly waved after the numerous amount of beers we had been drinking.
Ashton cashed in a dollar and we all stood silently around the machine. 5 seconds of a song that was sped up played and honestly, we all stood like dumb idiots.
"The actual fuck was that song," Ashton frowned.
The fat man behind the machine chuckled ,"you think the park would give away a trip of a life time that easily?"
"Don't worry Ash, we could go to New York in fancy style any day of the week, we supplied with money, we don't need no song guessing," I reassured him.
"I think I recognise that song," Justin mumbled. He looked at the fat man ," is it Amazing Grace?" He asked politely.
"Some Christian ass song played at Dream World?" I snickered.
"You're the one wearing a rosary bïtch," laughed Yasmine.
"I can't believe it, in all 11 years of working here, no one has ever guessed correctly! Young lad you've got it!" cheered the beer belly man.
"WHAT THE FUCK?" Squealed Yazz.
I stood in amazement.
Ashton laughed hard and squeezed Justin's hand.
"What do we do now?" Justin asked calmly.
"You just won us a trip to New York Cityyyy and 100k and you're actin as if you won an ice cream???" Ashton asked beaming at him.
"Even if you won an ice cream you would get hype," I laughed at him.
"Kids, here in ringing the reception and giving in your names so they can sort everything out," beer belly started, "names everyone?"
"Yasmine Rockii," Yazz energetically called first.
"Ashton Gielltto, that's G-I-E-double L-double T-O,"
"Julia Stuart," I said confidently, holding onto Justin's hand.
"Justin Bieber,".
