“We’re going to have to get out and walk. We’ve been in this car for an hour now. No one is coming to help,” Katie tried to hide the fear in her voice.
“Where are we going to go? Our car is broken down in the middle of nowhere. There’s a foot of snow on the ground and its pitch black outside!” Sarah shouted.
“Whatever Sarah. You can stay in here all night if that’s what you want to do. I’m going to find help.”
“UGH! Wait for me!” Sarah yelled after Katie as she shut the car door.
The minutes seemed like hours as they searched through the cold, dark night. Growing even more tired and cold, Katie and Sarah began to lost hope of ever finding help.
“Wait. I think I see something. Is that a light? Sarah look! I think it’s a house. It looks huge!”
“Finally!” replied Sarah. “We have to go and see if someone is in there. Let’s run. I’m freezing.”
The girls approached the house and were surprised when they discovered it was even bigger than what they had previously expected. Lights filled the windows and the girls dreamed of the warmth in the house.
“Who do you think lives here? This is one of the nicest houses I’ve ever seen,” whispered Katie.
“Whoever it is must be weird. Why would you want this giant house out in the middle of nowhere? They don’t even have any neighbors. It’s probably a serial killer.”
“Who cares? As long as they have heat in their house and a phone we can use I’m happy. HELLO? Is anyone home?! We need help, please open the door! HELLO?” Katie shouted while banging on the door. A few minutes passed without an answer.
“No one is home. We’re going to have to break in. They’ll understand we’ll just tell them how we got stranded and needed…”
“Who’s out there?” A deep voice from the other side of the door cut Katie off midsentence. “I’ll call security. I’m serious. How did you find this house?”
“Oh no! You don’t need to call security! We just need to use your phone or something. Our car broke down a few miles back and we need help getting home,” Katie tried to explain.
“UGH. I guess,” the voice on the other side of the door groaned. The door unlocked and slowly swung open. In the doorway stood a boy they thought looked familiar. 5’9 with short brown hair, he wore a t-shirt that showed off the tattoos on his arms. Katie and Sarah’s mouths dropped to the ground.
“J-j-j Justin? Justin Bieber?! This is YOUR house?!” cried Katie.
“If you want help you can’t act like this. I have three rules you must agree to before I let you come in. First rule, no pictures. Second rule, what happens in this house stays in this house. And finally, the most important rule, if you tell ANYONE the location of this house, I will ruin your life. Straight up,” said Justin.
Taken back by his rudeness the girls agreed to the rules and we’re even forced to sign a contract saying that they would abide by them.
“So you need help? I mean my phone is right over there you can use it if you want. Or you can wait a few hours and hang out first. We can have our own little party,” Justin said with a smile.
“Uh, yeah sure… I mean, I guess we can do that,” Katie was trying to sound calm although she was still in complete shock. She actually thought she was dreaming.
“Alright cool. I’ll grab us some drinks and get the music going. There’s clothes for you guys in the closet if you wanted to change into something warmer,” Justin said while walking towards the bar.
The girls changed into something more comfortable while Justin put on the music. He dimmed the lights and even turned on his moon ball. Although there were only three people in the room it looked like it could have been a real celebrity party.
“You guys are cool! Sorry about your car breaking down though that sucks. If you guys ever want tickets to the tour just let me know. You can come backstage and we can do something like this again but next time bring more friends,” Justin said while sipping his drink.
“Yeah for sure,” smiled Katie. “I love this song! We should dance.” Justin, Katie and Sarah danced all night until their cups were empty and they started to get tired.
“There’s extra beds in the guest room if you guys just want to crash here. You can get help in the morning. I have to get up early for an appearance. I can take you to get help on the way. Goodnight! Nice meeting you Bailey and Sarah,” Justin said as he closed his bedroom door.
“Did he just call me Bailey?” Katie asked.
“Yes he doesn’t even know your name!” Sarah laughed. “Dude no one is going to believe us when we tell them about this. They’re all going to think we made this up, we have no evidence.”
“Who cares,” yawned Sarah. “We just partied with Justin Bieber.”