Ready to Sing?

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Authors Note: 

I’m so sorry for the year long wait everyone. I totally forgot my password, but I’m updating right now! The story still takes place around the 2011 era, before he got in trouble and such. When he was still a youngen.    

Justin’s P.O.V.  

“Jazmyn, you can’t just- it’s not nice- why would you-“ I stuttered. I just couldn’t believe she had turned my hair pink. Pink. Out of all colors too.. 

“I have a show tonight! And you expect me to go on with pink hair?”   

“Well- that was kinda the point, Justin.” Jazmyn smirked at me.   

“Oh no, I’m not going on with pink hair.” I stopped and gave her a sly smile.  “YOU’RE going on. I’m not doing this alone.”  I smiled when I saw her face freeze in pure defeat.   

  Jazmyn’s P.O.V.

  “You can’t make me, I’m not doing this.” I stood my ground.

He couldn’t do this! …Could he? 

  “I’ll just go get Scooter.” Justin smiled and started walking. 

  “Yeah you do that.” I mocked his tone of “I Beat You” voice. 

  Soon, he came back, with Scooter. Scooter was tryin’ hard not to laugh, I could tell. 

  “SO, what’s this all about?” Scooter smiled. 

I huffed.    “WELL, my dear sweet brother here, wants me to perform. With him. In front of like, a zillion people.” I crossed my tan arms. 

  Scooter shrugged. “I don’t see why not.” 

  I shook my head as I saw Justin’s expression of “You’ll never defeat me.”   

“There’s only one, little problem.” I scratched my head sheepishly. 

  “Which is?” Scooter said as everyone looked at me.

  “I’m.. I’m not too big of a fan of Justin’s music.” I twirled my hair and looked down. “So, I don’t know it, nor care for singing it..”  I avoided everyone’s gaze. 

    Justin’s P.O.V.   

“You.. you don’t like my music?” I frowned. 

  “I mean.. It’s not that I hate it, I just don’t love it..” She looked at me and shrugged. “I’m more into, 70’s country and country, and rap. Rap’s not bad. Neither is pop.” She continued.

  “But you’re from CANADA. Not Tennessee!” Ryan laughed. 

  “Shut it.” She said glaring at him. “You know, like, the Old Crow Medicine Show, and Drake.” She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. 

  “Quite a.. variety we have here.” Scooter sighed. “Well, sing whatever you want. Just, make it a song people know.”  

 I saw Jazmyn smile. “No problem.” she said slyly.  

“Oh, and I expect you to explain why I have pink hair.” I glared at her. 

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