The true self

When you say my name is imposible to not know who I am. When you see me is imposible to not stop yourself from what you were doing and stare just to confirm that I'm near you. And if you are a fan, is imposible to not jump of joy, to cry, or simply just to scream that you love me.
Hi! I'm Justin Bieber, and this is my story behind the lights, cameras and paparazzi.


3. First 7 days

I'm so, so jealous of the boys/men/teenagers/whatever they are from the fairy tales. They just met a couple of girls or sometimes just one, and they know she's the one. For me is total different! But hey, welcome to the real world!

Today, it's my 7th day home. That means I have only 83 days left. I still have most of the holiday to spend, but these 7 freaking days been making me crazy! You see, from the plane flight with that weird girl Nicole, I planned to meet as many girls as I can...but anyways... Long story short, my week was something like this:


Monday (1st day)

I was going to the supermarket because mom wanted to make me a welcome home meal and of course she forgot to buy some things. When I was inside I saw this cute girl. I talked to her and I found out her name is Samantha and she is irish. Her blue eyes and dirty blonde hair confirms that. She gave me her number, but I didn't feel like texting her. First fail!

Tuesday (2nd day)

Because I'm disguised I can walk whenever I want wherever I want! In a small park I met a blonde Simy and a brunette Charlie...but nothing again. And the problem is not them, because they were really nice, but me. It's just I'm too picky. Again, second fail!!

Wednesday (3rd day)

I went to the cinema to see "Believe Movie". Don't thing that I'm crazy (because I am), but because 99% of the beliebers are girls so I figured it out it would be fun to see their reaction. During the movie, besides laughing like crazy remembering filming differents parts and gaining some death glares, I couldn't find ONE girl to talk to. Most of them were crying which filled my soul with joy to see my fans really loving me. But, really again, FAIL!

Thursday (4th day)

Thursday I decided to sing in a park. Just to go back in the days when it was just me, and a guitar without this whole lot of responsabilites... I received some nice comments telling me that I'm really good and I could become big (little they know that I'm already super huge). Some girls told me I could be a lost twin of their idol Justin, because we have so much in common... A girl stand out in the little crowd. I think her name is Cece and she also played the guitar. It was a little strange her blue hair, but it didn't matter because she didn't give me her number. FAAAIL! AGAIN!

Friday (5th day)

I felt a little generous, so I went to a local kids' hospital and donated some money. The ladies at the hospital were so nice, to bad they were all old. I wish I could have a time travel machine because I bet some of them were really pretty aswell... Fail for the friking 5th time...

Saturday and Sunday were familly time days... Some relatives and friends  came to see me... Not one single one of them was girl, the only one was my mom... Oh well... I can't complain, I had a really good time.

I told mom about my plan and weird Nicole, and she said that Nic ( I know, I gave a stranger a nickname, but a really beautiful stranger ) was special, especially if I tried to make her recognize me. Too bad I'm not going to see her again.

-Hey, Justin, tommorow we have some neighbors for dinner. The nice fact, is that this couple has a girl youre age. My mom winked at me and walked out from my room.


"Well, hope I don't screw this opportunity too...because it seems like Justin Bieber's charm is not working when he is not himself. Well, duh?? Are you that stupid, well I guess you are. JB is loved by thousands of girl because they are fans. But Marc is nobody, unless for his family....This is real world, my friend "



Heeey guys...So? Do you like my story so far? Tell me what do you think! ^^


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