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"No!" I tackled him on the ground and grabbed it from him. I put it on my head and adjusted it. Dacey comes running with sand on her feet. I looked at her. "Goodbye Justin." I said as I trailed off. Dacey shrieked. "Was that Justin. Thee Justin Bieber." Oh god. "Yeah, so what?" "He’s so cute!" In her dreams. " In you're dreams young one." Dacey looked at me surprised"Are you doubting the hot and amazing Justin Bieber?" "Yes. Yes I am, and plus, that's in you're dreams!" When we got home, I grabbed the water hose and sprayed her feet on the porch. Luckily nothing got wet. But don't do that. I figured you'll be yelled at for wetting the windows. She wiped her feet with a beach towel and threw it in the washer. I miss Selena,and Demi. They were my best friends, I was closer to them, like they were my sister. I wish I never got this model career. Anyway, that's a different story. My phone rang. My ring tone (: was Beethoven's Virus. {Hahahaha, I was thinking about band and orchestra and listening to that song, hehe.} I picked it up. " Sup Jen?". Jennifer aka Jen, or Jennie. Is my modeling designer, and pretty much does everything, makeup, hair, clothes, calling me when I have to go to a fashion show, taking pictures for magazines and bleh, all that crap. " Ivy.. So there's a fashion show coming up, called 'Summer Blaze', the show is in 3 days. So Tomorrow and the day after you HAVE to come to the studio and look at the dresses we made, and bought from our company." She <b>...</b>
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