Our Song:

Our Song:

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2013 Georgie’s POV: My eyes were stinging as the bright lights flashed around us. I couldn’t believe how far we’d come. We started as just a group of friends who enjoyed singing in the car park at school for fun, to walking up the red carpet nominated for an ARIA award! I looked over at Caity who stood there smiling for the cameras. She wore a short...ish black dress and black heals. It was a simple outfit but it looked stunning! On my left Emily stood, hair dead straight and out, wearing a dress matching to Caity’s but hers was white. I however, wore a short grey skirt, a white short-sleeve button up t-shirt, a black tie, Shiny, black, lace-up shoes with the slightest heal, white ankle socks and a grey blazer… I looked kind of like a slutty school girl… well, not so much slutty, more rocky school girl… either way, I looked hot! There were people everywhere. I could hardly even see where we were supposed to be going so in the end (me being me) I ran around slapping random asses. I ran up behind a boy who could not be mistaken for anybody else but Justin Bieber. I raised my right arm ready to pounce when Caity grabbed it. “Georgie! Please remember we have to stay well behaved tonight!” “But Caity Carrots! I can’t just let everybody be bored by celebrities talking about their clothes!” I complained. At that moment, Justin turned around with a very… confused look on his face. “What the hell are you girls doing back there?” He said. My face turned red but I’m unsure whether it was because I was embarrassed or angry that Caity ruined my fun. Slapping Justin Bieber’s ass would have been the ultimate moment in my life! “I’m gonna go find someone else to inflict pain on.” I said (Jokingly of course) turning back around and running out of reach from Caity.
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