The Unexpected Guest

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I'm sitting on my bed doing my homework when my cellphone rings.

"Hello?"

"Hey, can I sleep over your house tonight?"

"What?" I ask Justin, putting my pen down on my Psychology textbook.

"Yeah, Scooter said you weren't going to school tomorrow because you're doing something and I feel like we haven't chilled in a minute."

"Well I have to ask my mom." I say while sliding off of my bed.

"Oh, alright. I'll wait."

"I don't think you have a choice." Justin laughs while I walk down the stairs.

"Hey mom!"

"Yeah?" She sticks her head from the living room to look at me.

"Justin wants to know if he can he can spend the night here!"

"Of course, he's welcome here any time. He knows that!"

Justin chuckles.

"I was hoping she'd say that." Then there was a knock at the door.

I can't help but grin as I hear the knock through the other line of the phone.

"I got it." I say as I walk to the door.

I unlock the door to find none other than Justin.

"Justin!" I exclaim and wrap my arms around his neck.

"Hey." Justin smiles and hugs me back.

"Hey, mom." Justin waves to my mom who's still leaned over the wall.

"Hi sweetie." Mom smiles and then goes back to rrading her book.

"Let's go upstairs." I tell Justin.

He follows me to my room, and drops his bag at my door.

"So your hosting Punk'd?"

"How'd you know?!"

"Scooter." He says as if it should've been obvious.

"Wow." I say while sitting back down on my bed.

"So who are you punking?"

"Cody, Demi, and The Wanted."

"Nice." Justin smiles and I nod.

"Yeah, I can't wait. Especially for The Wanted. We're making them believe that they're getting arrested for kidnapping a fan, it's gonna be great!" I laugh.

"It sounds like it."

"Wait, who else did you Punk?" I ask Justin.

"Taylor, and then I was gonna Punk Rob Dyrdek... But that didn't work-"

"Because he's Rob Dyrdek." I say and Justin laughs.

"Yeah, and then Rob helped me Punk Sean Kingston instead."

"Oh, so it wasn't a complete loss."

"Yeah."

"I just hope that my pranks are actually good."

"From what Scooter said, they sound funny." I smile.

"I guess we'll find out this weekend."

I lean over Justin and get my laptop to finish some of my early Christmas shopping.

"Oh, so how are my fellow Beliebers doing?" I ask Justin.

"Crazy as ever," I laugh.

"I'm actually supposed to be doing a live chat at eight." I look at the time on the laptop.

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