One Step At A Time
Chapter 2 Justin's P.O.V
I woke up to someone screaming my name.
"JUSTIN! IT'S TIME TO GET UP!" shouted Scooter.
"No..." I said tiredly then rolled over.
" I'LL JUST HAVE KENNY COME GET YOU!" Scooter threatened.
"Whatever," I said.
A few minutes later someone picked me up off the bed.
"DAMN KENNY! PUT ME DOWN!" I yelled.
"Scooter warned you," replied Kenny.
"Whatever bro, just put me down!" I said.
Kenny put me down and said, "It's 10:00am. You have a free day today, but be back at the hotel at 5, we're leaving for San Fransisco at 6."
"Are you coming with me for the day?" I asked him.
"Not today man," Kenny replied.
"Aight, see you at 5," I said.
"Yupp,"
Kenny left and I grabbed a towel for a shower. After my shower I blew dry my hair, threw on a grey t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and purple Supras. I sat on the couch and looked on my phone for good places in Seattle to hang. I found a skatepark, a rollar rink, and a park. I thought rollar skating sounded fun. So I called my friend Christian Beadles and asked if he wanted to chill with me. He said he would be over in a minute. He went to my concert last night, so he wasn't that far. Not too long later I heard a knock at the door. I went to open it and it was Christian.
"Aye man," I said to him.
"Aye, what are we doing today?" he asked.
"I was thinking rollar skating," I said.
"Aight, let's do it up!" he said enthusiastically.
"Aight," I said.I sent a quick text to my mom saying where I was, then we walked out of the hotel. We walked to my range rover, got in, and started driving. I cranked the music up all the way and we fist-pumped all the way to the rink. When we got there, there wasn't many people there. (Thank god). I got a pair of skates, and Christian got some rollar blades. We skated around and around, having races (which I would always win). We fell down a lot, but we didn't get hurt. Then they played my song "Baby" and we sang really loud and abnoxiously. Christian made fun of how high pitched my voice was, and I smacked him. Even though I knew it was true. The next time I looked at the clock, it was 4:30pm.
"Dang. We should get going. I'm supposed to be back by 5," I said.
"Well, what time is it?" Asked Christian.
"It's 4:30," I replied.
"Wow, we better get going then," he said.
We put our skates away and headed for the hotel. We got there just in time. Christian left, and I went to go find Scooter.
"Aye Scooter!" I called to him.
"Bieber! Just in time. Go pack up, we'll be leaving soon," Scooter said.
"Aight, meet you in the lobby?" I asked.
"Yeah, be here in half an hour," Scooter replied.
"Aight," I said. I went up to my room and packed everything up. When I got down to the lobby, we got everything packed in the car, and started the 5 hour drive to San Fransisco. San Fran, here I come baby! (;
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