Sierra's P.O.V:
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Sierra's P.O.V:
"You called." He laughs. "I thought you never would, Sierra."
"I'm bored and have no friends whatsoever, Shawn. What would I do?"
"Well... I count, correct?" Shawn asks over the phone
I smile and stupid smile before speaking. "Sure. But... I need to know more about you, sir."
"Well, I'm Shawn Mendes, 14, Canadian, Singer, Going on tour with your brother, currently signed to Island Records, Ex- MagCon member... what else do you need to know?"
"A Canadian in Miami? How are you taking the heat?"
"It's really hot here..."
I laugh. "I'm used to it, Shawn. Well... Sierra Mahone, 13, American, Artist in Training, Born in Texas, and am a complete loner. Any questions?"
"A loner?" Shawn's voice sounds surprised. "Austin Mahone's younger sister... I thought you would be popular at school or something."
I sigh. "To be honest, I wasn't exactly liked at school. Ever since I've moved, I've been bullied. So, I quit school and am now homeschooled. I've got... uh, never mind."
"You've got what?" Shawn gently asks.
"It's nothing, really, Shawn."
"But you can tell me, right? We're friends now, after all."
"Uh-"
"You were bullied?" Shawn cuts me off. "Really?"
"Yeah..."
"I'm sorry about that. Honestly."
"You're a singer, huh?" I ask quickly, changing the subject.
"What are you doing?"
"Huh?"
"Changing the subject. Why's that?"
"I-" I sigh. I'm such a jerk, aren't I? "I don't have the greatest memories of this topic."
"But can you at least tell me what have? From before?" Shawn pushes, still wanting answers. "Please? I can help, Sierra! I want to!"
I close my eyes and lay back in my chair. "I've got the scars to prove it." I whisper.
A pregnant pause takes over our conversation.
"Y-you cut?"
I nod my head, then realize he can't see me. "Moving on..."
Shawn sighs. "Question?"
"Shoot."
"Can you sing? I-I mean since, like, you're Austin's sister and all."
Fun fact about me: I hate it when people think I can sing JUST because I'm Austin's sister.
I stay silent for a while, hoping Shawn gets the message.
"Hello?"
"I'm still here."
"I got to go. I'm going to be staying in Miami for a while, you know, for the recording and stuff. Maybe we can hang tomorrow?"
"Sure, why not? My Mom thinks I need friends anyway."
Shawn laughs his cute laugh. "Alright, I'll text you later. Later, American."
"Good night, Canadian."
I hang up the phone and smile to myself. He's so... I don't even know anymore. Suddenly, my phone rings. A text message.
From, Shawn ♪
Sweet dreams beautiful :)
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I suck at writing >.< Another filler... I guess... :P
I need someone like Shawn in my life.. or even someone like Matt.. Cuz Matt Espinosa is bae ✌
~bananasplitz
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