*SAM’S POINT OF VIEW*
“Sam! Wake up! You have a flight in 7 hours!” Nat screamed while hitting me with a pillow.
“Ugh. Yes, I have a flight in 7 hours! So let me have some peaceful sleep!”
“No! you have to get ready! You have to look good before you see Justin.”
“Ugh. No! Let me sleep!”
She walked away. Finally! I’m still really sleepy so I went back to sleep. Then suddenly Nat barged in and shouted.
“SAMANTHA HUNDERSON, If you don’t get up right now, I will pour a cold bucket of water on you!”
“I’m up!” I said in-between yawns. “Why do you have to make me look good anyway?”
“Because, you have to. Don’t you want to look good when you meet your boyfriend?”
“I want to. But you know that I don’t want to wear too much make up. I’ll look like a freaking clown.”
“*Chuckles* Don’t worry. I won’t put too much make –up on so you won’t look like a clown.”
After 7 hours of preparing, Nat’s mom took us to the airport. I’m so excited to see Justin. I’m already imagining us hugging and laughing when we meet again.
“All passengers in the main lobby, please proceed to the airplane please. We are leaving in 30 minutes.” The announcer said.
“Bye Nat, I’m going to miss you.” I said while tearing up.
“Don’t be a drama queen. It’s not like you’re going away forever” Nat said while tears are falling down on her face
And with that, I went into the plane. I was sitting next to a blonde boy who I think is around my age. He looked kind of British to me. I decided to talk to him so that our 6 hour flight wouldn’t be so awkward.
“Hey.” I said softly.
“Hey. Aren’t you that girl who was dating Justin Bieber?” He said. I knew it. He was British.
“I sure am. I’m Samantha by the way.” I smiled at him.
“I’m Luke. So uh . . . you’re so lucky to meet Justin.”
“I know right? Are you a fan of him?”
“No. I’m a belieber.” Gosh this boy cute. But I must control myself. I have a loving boyfriend waiting for me in Atlanta.
“Really? Are you going to watch his concert later?”
“Yes I am. That’s the reason why I’m going to Atlanta.” He said why staring at me.
“Why are you staring at me like that? Do I have something in my face?” I asked curious.
“No. It’s just that . . . you’re so beautiful. I can’t help myself but to stare at you.”
“Uh . . .” I said awkwardly.
“I’m sorry. I know that you have a boyfriend. I’m really sorry.” He said.
“It’s okay.” I smiled.
My six hour flight turned out great. Luke and I are talking nonstop. We immediately become friends. Luke was cool and funny just like Justin. He’s even sweet. But I guess boy beliebers are all like that because Justin inspired them.
When we arrived in Atlanta, Luke and I exchanged phone numbers. We promise that we both keep in touch.
“It was nice sitting with you.” I said
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One Less Lonely Girl (A Justin Bieber Love Story)
Hayran KurguSamantha Hunderson is a teenager who is obsessed with Justin Bieber. She wanted to go to one of his concerts but she come from a poor family and they can't afford concert tickets. She believed in Justin's motto, "Believe in your dreams and never say...
