Skylar's P.O.V
I come out from a long hot shower deciding to go check if I had any messages. 16 messages. Damn. And 7 voicemails. Let's check my voicemails first. 'Hey Sky, its J, as in Justin? As in Justin Bieber? Well yeah call me..N.O.W. Bye.' Well that was weird. 'Skylar I'm your father.' He said in a strict, deep voice and soon laughing afterwards. 'Skylar! Skylar! Call Me! Call Me!' He cheered. What's up with him today? 'Skylar please dial my cellular phone digitals and speak to me through technology.' He held in his laugh before bursting of laughter. 'The name's Justin.' He stated. 'Justin Bieber. You better be calling me in 30 seconds! I'll be counting..' He sang creepily. '10..' '5..' Well what a nice bunch of voice mails eh? Let's see what the messages have in store for me.
Call.
Call.
Call.
Call.
Call.
Call.
Call.
Call.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Swaggy.
Seriously? Those were the 16 messages. Well time to call him. "Its about time you answer your phone." He sighed. "What's the news?" I asked ignoring his entire statement, and kinda wanting to know what the news is. "I'm dating." "Damn J that's the news?" I said, dissapointed. "But guess who I'm dating." He asked eagerly. "Who?" "Selena." My jaw nearly dropped. "You're dating hairy Selena?" I asked slowly. "What the fuck NO Sky!" A wave of relief washed over me. Then I felt kinda stupid realizing who it was. "Is it, Selena Gomez?" I asked sweetly. "No hey its Selena Mcflousenheiner " he said sarcastically. I laughed pretty hard when he said that. "Oh shit I've got a concert in an hour. I'll call tomorrow okay? Bye Sky." "Bye J" and the line went dead.
