Princess
((Chapter 2))
"He held me in his arms, and told me I would never have to let go again. He called me Princess."

Angel's P.O.V.
Great, what was I supposed to do now? All the girls in my class are CRAZY about Justin Bieber.
If they found out I had his Phone number they would probably kill every person on earth trying to find it!
"Honey, I'm back! Did you girls have a good time at the concert?" my Mom shouted downstairs.
"Yes Mom!!!" we both answered back.
"Good!"
Where was my Phone????
OH crap. I thought.  I had left it at the concert backstage, when Cat was taking an autograph from the Bieber kid!!!
Suddenly the telphone rang. I pounced on it.
"It's mine!!!" I yelled. "Hello?"
"Um, hey, is this Angel Denise?" a voice asked.
"Yes......" I answered.
"Um, you left your Phone backstage, could you meet me at that Smoothie Place on 5th street tonight at 5:30?" Justin asked.
I rolled my eyes. "K. Bye." I said.
"See ya." Justin answered back.

When I reached Smooth Fruits, Justin was waiting at a table.
"Where's everybody?" I asked, as I looked around the deserted shop.
"Gone. I didn't want the papprazzi to see me with yet ANOTHER girl." He rolled his eyes and did a diva sigh.
I laughed.
"Good, I thought you had no emotions." Justin teased.
"Shut up!" I laughed, as I hit him on the arm.
"Anyway, here's your Phone back." Justin smiled, and gave me my HTC Desire back.
"Thanks." I smiled. "Later Beibs."
"Wait!" he shouted. "Stay."
I blushed.
"Play some bowling with me!" he laughed.
"Justin, you really are just an eight year old boy!!!" I laughed, as I shook my head.
"Cmon! Scared?!" he teased.
"Oh bring it ON......" I shouted, as I grabbed a golden Bowling ball.
Ya know, this might not been as bad as I thought......