Fantasies Come True

This story is about some things that most beliebers can only fantasize about. You are the main character that has just turned 15. That one guy you just can't get over no matter what is finally chasing after you. But, he's not the only one. Justin Bieber shows up. Things happen and now you must choose who you will let be the love of your life. The ending depends on what decision you decide to make. Who will you live your happily ever after with?

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1. My Big Day

..."Wake up, wake up honey" my mom was trying to wake me up. "What...?" I said in my usual croaky morning voice. "You have to get up to get ready." Then my eyes widened. I knew what she was talking about... I was having my birthday party today! I was turning 16!

Well technically I'm gonna be 16 tomorrow but who cares I'm too excited!! I jumped out of bed and gave my mother a huge hug yelling "Goodmorning!" right in her ear and nearly knocking her over! Then i shouted "Sorry" as I ran into the bathroom.

I had showered last night so my hair would be ready to curl so i didn't need to do that. I didn't need to do my hair because it was going to get done later so that's off my to-do list too. Same for make-up so i didn't have anything to do really so i look at myself in the mirror. 

"Today's the day!" i say to myself, "You got to look pretty pleeease! At least for today? At least look decent?" i continued letting my insecurities take over.

I decided that was enough because if i kept going i would feel horrible, so i walked out and threw some sweats on with my Uggs and called to my mom that i was ready so we could go finish some last minute errands.

First we had to go to the hall we were renting out to finish some decorating. Then I had to go to get my hair done, which by the way I was running late to the appointment, whoops!

My hair was pretty long, down to just above my butt. It was curled with the wand making the curls in between waves and super tight curls. So basically loose curls. Once my hair was all curled the stylist placed my flower crown with black roses on the top of my head. Then she turned me around to face the mirror and see the final masterpiece. It looked amazing, for once i couldn't find anything wrong with the way my hair looked, i was satisfied!

Then I got home where my aunt was waiting for me to do my make-up. I didn't want much on cause I didn't want to look like a clown and regret it the rest of my life. I also don't like make-up, I feel like i would want someone to think I'm pretty without all that on my face. So she just did my eyeliner, drawing the wings out, put some maroon/dark red lipstick on my lips and put some really pretty fake eyelashes on me. They weren't those big exaggerated ones but more of the right length of long just a little past my own eyelashes just to enhance the look of them. Then i was done and again didn't have any complaints surprisingly.

Next was the dress! My favorite part! It was a beautiful long black dress made out of lace material on top and thin straps made by small black flower-shapes connected to each other. It was beyond gorgeous and the bottom slightly draped on the ground showing how perfect the length was. With it on, all i needed was my shoes which were ballet looking flats with ribbons lacing up just below my knees. But of course i still had heels that i would wear later that night. 

The whole thing together brought a more natural look, i prefer flowers in my hair than diamonds around my neck. Now that I had that stuff done I was ready! I stood in front of the mirror and was shocked to see a pretty girl looking back at me. Then my mom came and i could see her eyes welling with tears.

"You look so beautiful baby!"

I walked over to my mom holding back my tears and hugged her. When i heard the tears stop, i backed up and held her shoulders looking her in the eyes.

"I'm ready."

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