Justin Bieber Believe One Shots

All Around The World 

Rubbing my eyes, I had just awoken from an amazing sleep dreaming about about my pop idol, Justin Bieber. Today was finally the day of my VIP Justin Bieber concert expericance, me and my best friend candice were both going after winning a competition with our local radio station. We were both masize fans so it was a relief when we won since we failed to get them when they went on sale.

My phone started to buzz and I smiled when i saw Candice was phoning me, I sat up on my bed and got my phone from my bedside table, answering. 

"Hello"

"SARA WE'RE GOING TO MEET JUSTIN BIEBER!! AAHH"

"I KNOW, CANDICE ARE WE DREAMING?", I screamed.

"I hope not!"

"Candice, my mum is going to pick you up at noon, be ready.. You will not make me late to meet our idol!"

"I know, I've already started getting ready", she laughed.

"Remeber the tickets, put them in your bag just now, I can't have us missing this!"

"Take a chill pill, Sara. I'm putting the tickets in my bag as we speak"

"Okay well I'm going to get ready, SEE YOU SOON!! AAHH!", I squealed.

"okay See you soon, at noon", she seemed chuffed with herself that she'd just rhymed. I laughed.

"Okay Bye", I smiled hanging up.

I sat my phone down and saw the time was half 10. I grabbed a towel and walked to my en-suite bathroom. I turned on the shower and washed my hair and body. I quickly shaved my legs and rubbed some of my favourite body wash on, it was from Lush and I got it for Christmas it was called Snow Fairy and it's the most amazing thing I've ever smelt.

Once I'd finished I quickly dried myself with a towel and got out my blow dryer. I dried my hair then aplied some straightening mist before straightening my hair until it was poker straight. It was barely ever like this so I smiled happy, that I'd won the battle with my hair today. I slipped on some underwear and threw my towel in the Laundry basket in my bathroom. I looked through my wardrobe, hoping for a nice outfit. I had to look perfect today. Finally I chose pink jeans, a white and pink tank top from Jack Wills (A.N- on their website just now, I have it and it's so cute) some white wedges and I chose a white clutch. It was such a cute outfit, I smiled to myself. I applied some light foundation, a small amount of blusher, eyeliner, some light skintone eyeshadow, and mascara. I sighed at my complection. I looked boring and plain. Ugly.

I walked downstairs and got my dad who was taking me and my friend into the meet and greet. I was only 16, 17 in a few weeks then I'd hopefully be driving. We had 15 minutes to get to Candise's house. The drive seemed forever as I was desperate for meeting Justin and then his sound-check. As we pulled up at her house she was sprinting out the door yanking the door open and hopping in.  We spent the journey to the arena screaming about how today was finally the day we were meeting Justin. As my dad pulled up at the arena we scrambled out and ran towards the entrance, showing our tickets and heading to the line. Finally at 1 the meet and greet started to begin, I was shaking inside and felt very self concious. All the girls around me very beautiful, especially Candice and she was going to make me look like a troll. Damn my pretty friend. I sighed.

"Why so sad? has my friend forgot? WE'RE MEETING JUSTIN BIEBER", She screamed in my face.

I chuckled "I just felt really ugly" Candice gasped. 

"BE QUIET WOMAN. YOU'RE UNBELIEVABLY BEAUTIFUL AND PRETTY AND KIND", She screamed in me face, AGAIN.

I motioned for her to be quiet as we recieved alot of glares from fans and security. She giggled.