Holy shit! He responded. I can't believe it.
He actually responded.
@iamjourneygrace: oh. my. god.
I tweet seeing how many retweets it'd get. And they flooded in.
I can't believe he actually responded. I checked my dms and saw that he sent me a message.
'Hi Jasmine?'
'Yes?'
'If that invitation is still open, I'd sure love to take it:)'
'Oh it's still open:)'
'Cool. I'll be down to see you in the next two days. Can't wait to meet you beautiful:)'
"M-mom?" I squeal running out of my room.
"What is it?" She asks.
"Look... Look!" I squeal showing her my phone.
She looks at my phone, reading the tweet.
"Is that real?" She asks.
"Yes. And I dm'd him. He's coming down in the next two days to see me!" I say jumping up and down.
"Oh that's wonderful. Aren't you happy?" She says.
"Yes... Very happy. I can't believe this is actually happening." I say in disbelief.
Justin Bieber is my date to prom. Holy shit.
<Two Days Later>
It was the week before prom and Justin mentioned about heading to my state. I was gitty with excitement knowing why he was coming.
"Hey Jazz. You know Justin Bieber's suppose to be coming down here. You think you might meet him?" My friend Angel teases.
"I dunno. Maybe." I shrug my shoulders finishing my salad.
"He's suppose to be taking some chick to her senior prom. She's a lucky girl whoever she is."
I smile a little. Yes. I am lucky aren't I?
After eating, I throw my tray away. Suddenly I hear chatter. I furrow my eyebrows, turning to see what was going on and my mouth drops.
Walking into my school cafeteria was none other than Justin Bieber. And he was walking towards me.
"Hi. Are you Jasmine Larry?" Justin asks.
"Yeah. I am." I say.
"Hi beautiful. I'm Justin. You're prom date." He says, smirking.
"Oh my... God. You actually came." I say in disbelief.
"Of course." He smiles. "Can I have a hug?"
I walk up to him, wrapping my arms around him for a quick hug.
"Wow. You smell amazing." He whispers as we part.
"Th-thank you." I stammer.
"So... Your mom is here and I was wondering if I could hang out for the rest of the day?" He asks.
"Um... S-sure. Has she checked me out?" I ask.
"Yep. We're just waiting on you." He smiles. I return it, walking past him to my teacher.
"Can I go get my bag, Mr. Wilson?" I ask.
"Yeah. The door is open. Have fun." He smiles. I roll my eyes playfully, giggling as Justin follows me to the room. I grab my bag and we both head to the office.
"Hi mom." I say with a smile.
"Hi sweetie. Um you're all set for prom." She says.
"Oh ok. Thank you mom." I say hugging her.
"Well... Ms. Gary. If you don't mind, I'd like to hang out with your daughter today?" Justin asks politely.
"Sure. Just take care of her. And no getting into trouble, okay?" She warns the both of us.
"Yes ma'am." We both say in unison, making us both smile.
"C'mon. Let's go." He says grabbing my hand and leading me out of the office.
Is this a dream? Is this really happening?
