So let me start off saying my mom is a flight attendent, and on this day she was on the plane with me. It started of as a normal vacation for me, I was flying from Chicago, IL to NYC with a stop in Washington DC in-between. I got ready to go to the airport that morning expecting nothing unusual. I boarded the plane, my mom already being on it since she was the flight attendent. I was sitting on the plane figuring out a way to keep myself entertained, when a guy sat next to me. Me being myself, I started a conversation with him. At that time I was a Justin Bieber fan but not a full on Belieber. Turns out the guy was DJ Tay James! I was freaking out inside, I was sitting next to Justin Biebers DJ! Turns out, Justin was coming on the plane at the very end, and was going to sit in first-class with
Scooter. I cant even explain what I felt on the inside! His DJ was very friendly, and pointed out Pattie, Justins mom for me. I still couldnt believe I was on the same plane as Justin Bieber! Pattie came over and made small talk with us, quickly before the plane took off. I had a feeling that this was going to be one of the best 5 hour plane rides of my life. After the plane took off and we were flying gradually in the air, the seatbelt sign came off. I quickly got up and ran to the back, to find my mom in the flight attendents cabin. As we were talking, I mentioned Justin Bieber was on the plane. Oh yeah, my mom isnt the biggest fan of Justin Bieber. She thought he was a snotty, stuckup, little brat. As we were talking about him, it turns out flight attendents are not allowed to ask famous people for autographs, so if I wanted one I, myself, had to ask for it. The only problem now was that Justin was sitting in first class, which was impossible to get into. I sat back in my seat, in defeat, heart broken that I could not get Justins autograph. About an hour and a half later, I had to go to the bathroom. The one in the back of the plane was being attended so, as my mom being a flight attendant, I got to go to the bathroom in the front of the plane, but in order to get there you have to pass through first class. I evidently didnt realize that Justin was in first-class, and I looked like crap. As I was walking through, I saw the unmistakable Bieber hair. I quickly ran to the bathroom, hoping he wouldnt see me. I mean, I looked really bad. As I did my business and prettied myself up, I walked back out, but he didnt notice me. Being myself, not caring what people think about me, I walked by Justin about 3 times, before he noticed me. I was just shaking, and couldnt believe I was acting this cool around somebody famous, well acutally in front of a teen hearthrob! I got up the courage to ask him for an autograph, and he signed me one on the saftey packet from the seat on the plane. He gave me a hug, and I was shaking and speechless. I just met Justin Bieber! He gave me the best hug I have ever had, before I quickly had to return to my seat. To make the story shorter, the plane landed and he got off in Washington DC, apparently he was performing for Obama! After what Justin did for me, my mom had lots of respect for him. I woke up that morning thinking that this was going to be the most boring 5 hours of my life! -Lauren
Can I be her?
