First and Last 『Justin Bieber』

Chapter One

Packing your bags is like one of the most hardest thing to do. You have to make sure you provide yourself with plenty of time to pack for your trip. In other words, don't leave your packing the night before (or the morning before if you're super crazy) Well, I'm a lazy person since the day I came out of my mother's contracting vagina.

Anyways, yep here I am shoving clothes at my luggage. Cussing and scolding at myself for not doing this kind of shit earlier and I'm blaming my so called best friends for taking me out this past few weeks and they always make me come home late at night, so I don't really have the time to pack or I'm just really, really lazy.

I love them though with all of my heart, because they're my bestest friends I could ever ask for. I'm at my room with clothes on my bed and on the floor. I am frantically in need of a hand right now, because my flight is tomorrow evening and it's past 7 o'clock in the evening. I am currently waiting for them. They said that they're going to help me. Oh, I doubt that.

"Siane!"

Yes, Siane is my nickname. Pronounced as "psy-anne" or just simply Cyan like the colour. Full name? Josiane Ceinwen Roxas Morales (Jow-cyan Sinwen Rohas Morales) Cool right? (Or weird) The only thing is that I do not know if my Papa's the one who named me or my Mama.

My Papa's a full blooded Filipino and my Mama's American/Spanish. I have never met my grandmother on my mother's side. "Maybe because Papa said that she died a long time ago". My subconscious said to me and then I sighed. Stupid cancer, always killing innocent people or bad people I guess.

It's a good thing I have one special grandmother that I love with all of my heart. Even though she always scolds me or nagged at me or compare me to her teen days, I still love her. Speaking of grandmothers, I can hear my grandmother coming. Shit, I am so not ready to get yelled at.

"What is this mess?!" My grandmother shouted at me. You'll miss this mess, Grandma.

Whoopie, and here comes the roaring lion. I sighed, where are you guys? I turned around and there stood my chubby little grandmother. Scanning the mess that I have done. I walked over to her and she gave me a glare. I giggled, I'm gonna miss her so much.

"Relax, Lola. I can fix this, don't you worry about it. Bianca and the others are coming here to help me." I said as I gave her a smile. Lola is a Tagalog term for grandmother.

"Hmmm, I doubt that. They'll just distract you from packing your clothes and you're always falling for it." She shook her head.

So not true....maybe.

See? Even she knows what those mofos were planning. I chuckled and heard a loud banging on the door. They're here!

"Make some food for us please and drinks too!" I kindly asked her as I went to open the door.

"Enoki Mushroom and Bacon roll with some iced tea as drinks?" Oh, she knows me and my friends so well.

"Yes, that would be perfect." I said and prepared myself for some crazy shit. Unlocking the door, my friends turned the door knob and then boom they pushed the door open making me stumble because of the force.

"LET'S START THE PARTY!" Bianca yelled and started dancing a silly dance. The fuck? I laughed. The fuck is she doing making Lola come out of the kitchen to glare at her.

"If you continue that, no food and drinks for you Bianca" My Lola warned her while we all laughed when she immediately shut up and hugged my grandmother.

"Oh, you know how I love you and your cooking. Please, do not ever tell me that again. It makes me weak all over the knees." Bianca said dramatically putting her hand on her forehead.