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"Who is he?" Grace asked. Her and I decided to get drinks while Kylie and Sarah continued to bowl.

"I don't know, but I've never looked at a guy like that before." I said, grabbing 2 drinks while she grabbed the other 2.

I kept stealing glances at him, while he did the same to me.

"Go talk to him! I've never seen you like this! Take a chance." She smiled.

"No no. I'll just.... Wait." I said patiently.

She shrugged and led me to our lane.

It didn't take long until the first game was finished. I decided to try the arcade games they had on the opposite side of the bowling alley. I walked right passed the guy and I felt eyes on me, not to gloat.

I first took a quarter out of my pocket and played with it in my fingers, looking for a good game.

Pac-man? No...

Pool? Don't have another person.

Driving game? Nahh

Pinball? Don't feel like it.

I took a deep breath and twisted around, only to run into the guy again.

"We have to stop meeting like this." He laughed while revealing his pearly white smile.

"Oh. I'm sorry!" I awkwardly smiled.

"It's ok. Do you wanna play a game?" He asked. Take a chance.

"You just saved me from boredom!" I joked as he laughed.

"I'm Justin by the way." He looked at me, I knew it!!

"I know who you are... Now i do anyways." I guess that funny cause he laughed, "I'm Brielle. But everyone calls me Brie." I smiled. He's Justin Bieber... I wasn't really an obsessive fan, that's why I didn't recognize him.

"How about we play 20 questions?" He asked.

"Ok. You first." I replied.

"Alright. Where are you from?"

"I was born in Tennessee, but I moved to L.A when I was about 10." I said proudly.

"That's awesome!" He laughed, shuffling his feet.

"Where are you from?" I repeated.

"I'm from Canada. Born and Raised." He spoke. He sounded so proud of his background.

"What's your favorite sport?" He asked, looking at the hockey table.

"That would have to be Volleyball." I answered, "And what's yours?"

"Hockey. Have you ever played it?" He asked admiringly.

"If what you mean by 'Hockey' is air hockey, then yes. I can kick-butt at that game." I giggled and stood in front of him.

"Sounds like a challenge." He took hold of my wrist and lead me to the Air hockey table.

"Ready? GO!" I yelped.

We shot the puck back and forth for a while. He was pretty good, but not good enough. I won fair and square.

"How about another game?" He asked, and I agreed. We did play another one, but when I started to lose I took the puck and hid it behind me. He did eventually get it back, but he had to tickle it out of me.

"I need that!" He laughed as I kept twisting away. We had a couple of people staring at us, but at the moment I didn't care.

He finally got it and went back to his side.

"Sore loser?" He sat the puck back down and hit it across the table.

"No! Not all the time...." I smirked and smacked the puck back.

"Oh!!" He yelled, getting the last and Winning point. I punched his arm playfully as we took a seat on the chairs near the hockey table.

"That was the most aggressive game of Air Hockey i've ever played." Justin said.

"I'm kind of competitive." I smiled.

"Ya know," He began, "We never finished playing 20 questions."

"Ok. How old are you?" I asked.

"16. 17 next March!" He winked,

"When's your birthday?"

"August 4th. I'll be 16." This is working out pretty good.

"Happy almost-birthday then." He got more comfortable in his chair.

"Justin, It's June. My birthday isn't here for a while." I giggled.

"Just thought i'd try. Your turn."

"Umm... Do you have siblings?" I asked awkwardly.

"I have 2. Jazmyn and Jaxon." He was very proud of them it seems,

"And you?"

"I have one. His name is Christian. He's 2 and probably the happiest baby ever. Then I have an older brother Jace. He's cool, but Annoying sometimes!" I couldn't help but smile at him, his eyes.

"Jazmyn is 2 also. Jaxon is 1. We should let them meet one day."

"Do you like bowling?" I wasn't running out of questions, but I was just wondering.

"Yes i do. I used it in my Baby video." I knew what he was talking about thank god.

"Are you a Belieber?" My face turned red. I don't know why though.

"Well, I was a fan. I just wasn't 'Dedicated' as much as others. Ua know?" I hope understood.

"Yea I completely understand." Just then one of his friends came over and said they were leaving.

"Ok!" He said he'd be right there, "That's Ryan. My other two friends are Kenny and Chaz. Kenny is my bodyguard. But I have to go. Can I have your number?" He spit that out.

"Oh, sure. Just a warning, if I don't answer, it's cause i'm grounded." I quickly wrote my number down on his hand after he gave me a pen.

"Can I ask why?" He laughed.

"Well... I don't like some girls at school and I started a food fight... Long story short I got detention AND grounded." I gave him a small smile and he waves bye.

"Ok. Hahaha. Text me if you can." He kissed my cheek and left.

Did that seriously just happen? I must be dreaming. I pinched myself, and it just hurt.

Yes!!

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