Crash ~Justin Bieber~

Chapter 16 ~ Believable

(Randy's POV)

The carpet did not go well.

Bonnie must have flashed at least twelve people in the crowd, and at one point Justin and I had to pull her out of yet another attempt at a stage dive. Taylor was great. She signed for the fans, calmly posed for photographs with Justin and I, and answered all of Rachel's questions beautifully.

But all of the good was lost in the bad. Bonnie had left a plate of 'Special brownies' backstage and I knew that if we could barely keep her on the carpet, we had no chance of keeping her on stage.

"I have a plan" Taylor sighed, "It's not fool proof but its my best effort"

"Does it involve drugs?" I asked, sitting down beside her on the couch backstage.

"No,"

"Then lets hear it"

Taylor reached into her purse and retried three packets of glittery fluro multi-colored highlighters.

"Bribery - very nice!" Justin hi5'd her.

"They are flavored, so I hope she likes them"

Taylor had done a complete one-eighty this week and both Justin and I decided that she wasn't all that bad. Sure she was stubborn, controlling and a workaholic, but when you directed those skills in the right way she was useful and even fun to be around.

"Give me a hug," Justin smiled, "That was a genius idea Taylor"

Justin had Taylor blushing quite a bit and even though he didn't pick up on it, I had a sneaking suspicion that Taylors past behavior towards Justin had just been a desperate plea for his attention.

"Where is she anyway?" I asked.

"Probably climbing the air vents - chain smoking?"

"No, seriously Justin, we need to go and find her"

We were the first act and daily show had just begun playing given us around an hour before we were to go on.

"Let's all go," Taylor stood, "We can test the bait"

She cradled the packets of highlighters in her arms walking out in front of Justin and I. Bonnie was not in any of the other studios or the hallways. Taylor checked the girl's bathrooms while I checked the men's, we both couldn't find her here or there. Justin was insisting that we still check the air vents when I heard Rachel's unmistakable laughter.

"JUSTIN!!!! HEY!"

"Hey Rache" he didn't see it "What's up mouse?"

"NO!" I took and crumbled the brownie straight from her hands "Rachel tell me you did not eat that!"

"I didn't - not - not - eat that"

"Oh - my - god" Taylor pointed to another one of Bonnies victims, "Look at Jeff!!"

The other host was in worse state then my sister, sleeping against the wall, chocolate and crumbs surrounding him.

"There's Bonnie!" Justin charged at her, catching her arm and tugging her over to us. "What have you done?"

But it was clear what she had done. She had drugged two of the hosts an hour before the show began.

~*~

"Rachel can still go on,"

"Justin she's out of her mind! Look at her!"

Rachel was hovering under a table in our dressing room sitting beside Bonnie, and whenever somebody passed her she would tell them that she was "Shoes".