Crash ~Justin Bieber~

Chapter 32 ~ New Routines

(Rachel's POV)

On Thursday night Justin came by earlier then usual and he said that he had a surprise for me.

"But the Korean news starts in one hour..."

"Rachel, I think we are both becoming dangerously obsessed with the Korean news and we need to mix it up a little..."

"The Canadian news?"

"Get your coat"

We left the hotel and Justin ducked his head low in the busy city crowds trying not to draw attention to himself. He held onto my arm and guided me down the street and across the road, arriving at the closest 'Seven Eleven'.

"So this is our new hang out?" I asked, an eyebrow raised.

He smiled, "The new magazines come in at six thirty. That means your cover should be out already..."

I frowned, "My - my cover? How did you even know about that..."

Then I remembered Blaine's fake congratulations.

"Oh..."

"Come on," he led me inside "Lets see it"

I got bizarrely nervous and I secretly hoped that maybe the magazine wouldn't be out and Justin's information had been wrong. But it was cute watching Justin search the fashion magazines, trying to focus his attention and be serious about titles that he would never normally read.

"Here it is!"

He shuffled out the top copy while I tried not to blush.

"Okay we saw it lets go!"

"Wait - Rachel... look at you. You look so beautiful..."

I put my hand over the picture and insisted once again that we leave.

"Are you shy?" he laughed "Really? Rachel Green is shy?"

"No - I just don't want to miss the news!"

"Oh yeah we can't miss the latest on the Geese epidemic" he rolled his eyes, "Are there more pictures inside?"

"No..."

"Yes there are... look there are heaps of them"

Justin glanced over each and every picture smiling and telling me how pretty I looked.

"How did you grow up so fast?" he asked, "You're not a little girl anymore..."

"Thank you" that was biggest compliment he could have ever given me. All i wanted was to be grown up in his eyes.

"Okay... so I say we get four copies?"

"No - Justin, trust me my mom buys every copy at every store. We don't need to get any copies at all"

"Fine I'll get one copy before she takes them all..."

"No - we don't need any..."

He didn't listen to me and searched through the rack for the magazine in the best condition. An idea struck me and I left his side.

"Rachie? Where are you going?"

"If your buying a magazine that I'm on the front of, I want to buy one that has you on the cover..."

"Awe!! I'm touched!" he teased.

I searched and searched the racks. He was mentioned in many of them but I wanted to choose one that had his picture featured on the front.

"Oh here is one!" I pulled it up from the racks and read the cover "Justin Bieber - his X rated past and new monkey fetish..."

He found my side again, "Now that's one for the grandchildren..."

We both broke into quiet laughter and I put the magazine back

"Oh, I want this one" I chose, "You look good in this shirt"

"Huh?"

"I mean - well it's a good colour on you"

He smiled, "Really?"

"Yes... although your head does look disproportionate from the rest of your body..."

Justin whipped my arm with the Vogue cover and chased me into the next row.

"Should we get M&M's?" I asked.

"Yes - and maybe some nerd ropes..."

"Oh I love them!"

We chose some snacks and treats before making our way to the register to pay. I reached for my wallet and he laughed at me.

"Get out of it. I'm paying"

"No, there is a lot of food and Vogue magazines are expensive"

"I think i'll be right,"

The clerk rang up the bill and Justin took out his own wallet ignoring my protests.

"Can you bag everything but the magazine?" he asked.

She nodded and began packaging our other purchases separate. Justin took the magazine and handed it to me.

"I wanted to be the first person who bought your cover..."

I took it nervously.

"It's the first big thing that i've been around for in a long time. And - I'm proud of you..."

I wasn't sure what this all meant I just knew that it was new and very different.

"Is that everything?" the clerk asked.

"Um - no, Rachel give me that garbage - I'll pay for it"

He put his hand out for the magazine with him on the front and I shook my head, "No I get to pay for this one"

"Rachel..."

"Nope. I am paying for your oversized head"

"Why? Are you going to hang the picture on your wall?"

"Absolutely. But I would have preferred the monkey cover"

"Ha-ha"

"Justin, I never realized that all those years when we were kids and we visited the zoo that you actually wanted to see the monkeys because..."

"That's it" he took my cover back from me "I'm going to draw devil horns on your head"

"No! You can't deface my face!"

"Yes I can. I'm even going to give you a moustache"

I glared back, "Justin..."

"And I will blackout some of your teeth..."

"Justin..."

"Maybe give you a nice monobrow"

"I am warning you..."p>

"An eye patch?"

"Why do you have to ruin every sweet thing you do for me?"

He stopped and looked at me searchingly.

"That will be five-eighty please,"the clerk interupted.

I took to my wallet and paid for the magazine. When I looked back Justin was still staring.

"You thought it was sweet?" he asked.

Embarrassed, I nodded, "It was very sweet. Thank you..."

"Well - your welcome"

Then his phone rang.

"It's your brother..." he laughed.

"Hey Randy, what's up bro?...... what? You're kidding me.... What a dick.... No, no don't panic dude we can fix it.... Umm let me hang up and give the other guys a call.... No it's not a hassle.... It's not a problem.... yes i promise... Randy, shut up and just listen to me.... Get Ryan, go to the studio, the rest of us will meet you there..... okay? I'll be there soon, I'm ten minutes away... okay bye man"

He ended the call and I looked at him for an explanation.

"So new plan - feel like writing a song?"

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