After the party, everyone went back to the W Hotel. I shared a room with Maddie and Claire. "Okay, there are only 2 beds, and I'm not sharing," Maddie said laying down on the one closest to the big window. "Don't worry about me, I'm going to go to Nicks room," Claire said (Nick was a male dancer). "Aren't you worried about getting caught?" I asked. "Nope, what I'm doing isn't illegal, technically, Nick is just a dancer, not who I work for, and I trust you all won't snitch," She said leaving the hotel room. "Illegal?" I said to myself sitting on the queen bed. "Yep, we all know you and Bieber have 'something'," Maddie said. "Really?" They knew? "Yeah, especially Justin, I can tell he stares at you like crazy when we practice." "Maybe, I'm just a really good dancer?" "Maybe," Maddie replied, "Or you just have a big ass." I laughed, and so did she. Then the laughter died down and it was quiet for a second. "How much trouble do you think I would be in?" I asked looking down at the white satin bed sheet. "You would probably loose your job... why what are you thinking?" "Nothing," I replied, then looked at the clock on my phone and noticed I had one message from Justin.
Justin: Had a fun night tonight, didn't know you could dancer like that, :)
I blushed at the phone, "What's that about?'' Maddie asked. I showed her the phone, and Maddie let out a childish squeal and so did I. "I know," I said Jumping on the bed, Maddie joined me, and when we laid on the bed panting and out of breath.
In the morning, Claire snuck into the room, "What the hell," She said looking at me and Maddie on the same bed, with the sheets all messed up from us jumping (I guess one could get the wrong Idea). "How was your night?" I asked Claire trying to change the subject. "Good, and yours?" She said making a weird face. "Good," I laughed rolling onto the floor. I actually had a pretty good night.