My Brother's Best Friend

       My name's Michelle Butler. Everyone calls me Mickey for short. I have an older brother named Ryan Butler. He's friends with international pop sensation, Justin Bieber. The very first time I laid eyes on that boy, I fell in love with him. We were at the ice-skating rink for Ryan's hockey practice and they were fighting over who gets the #6 jersey. After everyone left the rink, I thought I would practice my skating. I wasn't doing very well. I fell down a lot. I thought I heard someone laughing in the background. Surprisingly enough, it was Ryan. I then heard someone skate closer to me, it was him. "Hey, do you need some help?" He asked as I was trying to get back up. "I'm fine." I said in almost a whisper with my head down. He lifted my head up with his thumb and index finger and tucked my hair behind my ears. "Don't be shy, I'd be happy to help you." He said. He held my hand and we skated around the rink. At one point, I thought I was gonna fall down. "Don't let me go!" I yelled. "Never." He whispered in my ear. "I'm Mickey." I said. "Hi Mickey, I'm Justin." He said. At that point, I fell in love with him.

       That was when he was 6 and I was 5. Justin got discovered and he moved to Atlanta. He's one of the biggest artists around. Ryan visits him a lot, and our parents are divorced. I live with my mom and my life hasn't been that great. Mom lost her job when I was 16, and we didn't have a lot of money. I took a job as a stripper at one of the downtown clubs. It was pretty much the only available job in town, so I created a fake ID saying I was 18 and I've been working there ever since. I don't have any friends, or a boyfriend for that matter. Somehow, everyone at school found out I got a job as a stripper and called me names like 'slut' and 'whore'. They have no idea how disgusted I feel everynight I work. Guys always touch me in inappropriate places and it feels gross. One guy even tried to rape me once. Mom was able to pay the debt, but I couldn't pay for college, so I still worked there.

       Last I hear, Justin's dating Selena Gomez. She's okay I guess, I mean, I'm not a huge fan of her, but if she makes him happy, then so be it. I just hope she doesn't hurt him. I worry about Justin sometimes. Like what if he lets all the fame and power go to his head. Well, it's his life, you know? I guess I shouldn't worry about him too much. I like his tatoos, but he shouldn't go overboard, like not get one on his face. I just wish I could see him again.

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