Chapter 8: Up

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Justin Bieber Fan Fiction

Book 1: As Long As You Love Me I'll Recover 

Chapter 8: Up

Baby, we can't go nowhere but up
Tell me what we've got to fear
We'll take it to the sky past the moon to the galaxy.

“Oh whoa oh whoa,” I sang.

“Great,” Mrs. L said. “Good job.”

“Thank you,” I smiled.

“You’re ready for the show tonight,” she said, “Don’t stress yourself out.”

“I just want to go through it one more time,” I turned to the dancers, “Do you mind?”

They shook their heads and we started the song over again.

Every day I'm grindin'
I don't even get a weekend
Been livin' my life
In black and white, no sleeping
So tonight we're gonna flip it
Like in a New York minute
We're gonna hail a cab
And don't look back
Once we get in it

Lemme hear you say
Ooooh, ooooh
Can't keep it bottled up?
Lemme hear you say
Ooooh, ooooh
Can't keep it bottled up?

Make it pop like Pink Champagne
In the purple rain
Gonna paint paint paint the city
We're gonna show off all our pretty, pretty pretty
In a pink champagne
Let 'em know our names.
Screamin' so loud
'Til they'll hear us in LA
We're poppin' like pink champagne (eh, eh)
We're poppin' like pink champagne (eh, eh)
We're poppin' like pink champagne!

Don't need no guest list
Everybody's invited
I said "Even if you can't get in
We'll dance outside it!"
We're gonna make this bubble
Carbonate some trouble
When life gets flat
Gotta take it back to another level

Lemme hear you say
Ooooh, ooooh
Can't keep it bottled up?
Lemme hear you say
Ooooh, ooooh
Can't keep it bottled up?

Make it pop like Pink Champagne,
In the purple rain
Gonna paint, paint, paint the city
We're gonna show off all our pretty, pretty
In a pink champagne
Let 'em know our names
Screamin' so loud,
They'll hear us in LA
We're poppin' like pink champagne (eh, eh)
We're poppin' like pink champagne (eh, eh)
We're poppin' like pink champagne!

Make it pop like
Make it pop like
Make it pop like
Oooh... Ooh... Ooh... Oh
P-p-p-p-pink!

Make it pop like pink champagne,
In the purple rain!
We're gonna paint, paint, paint the city
We're gonna show off all our pretty, pretty
In a pink champagne!
Let 'em know our names!
Scream it so loud,
They'll hear us in LA (Whoa!)
We're poppin' like pink champagne! (Champagne!)
We're poppin' like pink champagne! (Noooo!)
We're poppin' like pink champagne!

“Thanks guys!” I told them. “I’ll see you tonight!”

“See ya Melanie!”

            I ran out to the hallway, still high off of the rehearsal and grabbed my bag. The only people left in the school are at practice. Well, them, and Ben of course. Being, what he calls, my video manager, he was videotaping my rehearsal. He followed me to the hall with the camera still rolling. I put my hand up in front of the camera and laughed.

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