Meeting Justin ((A JUSTIN BIEBER FAN FICTION))

I'm your average 18 year old girl. Not rich, not poor, I've got blonde hair and blue eyes. I don't have all the guys begging to carry my text books to my next class. Usually I spend my time listening to my favourite artist, Justin Bieber, and doodling all over anything and everything.
One particularly crappy day, I get a knock at the door. I swing it open, ready to burst at the sales person trying to sell me a vacuum. Nope, not the case. There standing in front of me, is a panicking brown haired, brown eyed teen sensation, begging me to hide inside my house.
After 2 days, my entire life is changed. Suddenly, every girl in the school knows my name. Everyone wants to meet Justin Bieber. What do I do?