SHAWN'S POV
"It's already five." Zac looked at his fancy watch. "Are we done?"
"Yeah, we have the streamers, the lights, um balloons in the corners. We also have the drinks and snacks to supply an army." I pointed at each item I listed. "Are we missing something?"
"Speakers? DJ?" Zac walked over to the snack table and started to eat crackers.
"We still have time to call Avicii to see if he is able to be the DJ." I take out my phone and called on of my foreign friends.
"Hej vem är det här?" Avicii answered on the fourth ring.
"Um, A?"
"Oh, Shawn! What's up dude?" Avicii's accent really popped out.
"I was wonderin' if you would like to DJ at my house tonight at 7?" I pace around the foyer.
"Whut? Shawn that's like in two hours."
"Yeah, I know it's a short notice, but your the only one that I could think of." I sighed. "I'll pay you 200 bucks."
"For the whole night?" The DJ inquired.
"Yeah."
"Throw in a whole pizza for me and I'll do it."
"Okay, sounds great!"
"Okay, be there in a few. I like pepperoni and peppers on my pizza."
"Okay, noted." We hang up at the same time.
"So?" Zac raises his eyebrows.
"He's gonna do it." I threw my hands in the air and did a little happy dance. "This party going to be off the hook."
"Come on, we better hide those vases so no one breaks them." Zac picks up a black one.
"What?" I tilted my head. "Why would anyone be breaking anything?"
"Because I have connections that would give us the really good stuff. The really good alcohol." Zac carries the vase into the kitchen and put it below the sink.
"Just because my parents are away for a whole week in Canada, visiting my sister, doesn't mean I could throw a crazy party!" I throw up my hands in anger.
"Calm the hell down! Shawn, I know how this is done. Trust me." Zac places his hands on my shoulders.
I take a deep breath. "Fine."
------It's six now and Avicii is almost done setting up. "Okay chaps, let's test out the speakers."
"Okay." Zac stretches.
"Alright, Zac. I need you to stand over there on the left. Shawn, on the right."
Avicii put on a Heffron Drive song, Parallel. The song was fantastic with the speakers.
"Grymt bra! Awesome!" He claps his hands.
"Great! I'm going to get ready." I run up the stairs. I quickly took a shower and dressed up in my favorite party outfit. Black jeans, a jean jacket, and a dark gray shirt.
All I have to do now is wait.
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TIFFANY'S POVI take a deep breath and let it go for the 50th time this hour. I'm so nervous about this party.
I grabbed my outfit and dressed up. I then grabbed and put on my black high top converse.
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Never Be Alone
FanfictieShawn Mendes is famous. Tiffany Brook is shy. Shawn is popular. Tiffany is bullied. They go to the same school for the rich and famous: Hollywood High. Tiffany has a crush on Shawn, (Who doesn't?) and she confesses her love to him. Questions are ra...