My cliche Hannah-Montana-like double life.

"Why are we going to Vancouver again?" "Because i an not leaving you alone while i go there." I crossed my arms after i put my stuff in her van. "Why are you going, nan?" "To do.... Stuff.... Yeah." I raised my eyebrow and she walked away to get her suitcase. She was a huge girly girl. She needed a million bags to go somewhere for three days. Me? I only need one bag, and a purse for my sunglasses, hat and book. She was a horrible liar. I already knew she was forcing me to go to a Justin Beiber concert. I dont hate him or anything. I just dont like concerts. I mean, she didnt think that i thought that the stuff she gave me was for nothing. She gave me a million JB stuff. There was nothing i could do about it now. "So, Tío Mike is driving us to the airport?" "Yes, caramelo. Now hurry, get your bags ready." "Uh, they are ready." "Oh, then i have to get my stuff. Be right back, caramelo." I rolled my eyes and got into the back of the van. I took out my ipod and cranked it up. I sat there listening to Bruno Mars. Then i felt a tap on my shoulder. I jumped up and hit my head on the roof. I rubbed my head and took out my earplugs."Ay, ese dolió." "Hey, girlie. Wheres your grandma?" "Nans still getting ready. Hey Mike." "Its uncle Mike." "Whatever. Tío Mike then. Happy?" "Yes." I put my earplugs back in and after a while we started moving. I paid no notice and kept on listening to my music. Once we stopped i got out and brought my suitcase with me. My purse was slung around my shhoulder. I took out my camera and sm
napped a picture of the little totem pole in the lobby of the airport. Then i took some more random pictures. After i was done i looked around for my nan and saw she was already in line for security. I ran over and went through the whole procedure thing. Then we went onto the plane. It was relitively small. The plane right was really boring. After we headed off the plane, we called a taxi to the Grand Chataeu or something. Once we got up to our room i saw that there was a balcony and ran out onto it. I took some more pictures while nan was putting away her bags. "So, Cali, i need to tell you the real reason we're here. We're her for........ We're her to....." I took a picture of a garden on one of the roofs. "To see the Justin Beiber concert. I know." "How?" "You're not a good liar. Never have been, never will. Now, tomorrow is the concert. So what do we do today?" "Chapters?" I smiled and we left. After a day at Chapers and the buying of five books we fell asleep. Then in the morning i woke up, got out of bed and nudged my nan. "Hey, wake up. Its mañana." She groaned and rolled over. I laughed and went and had a shower. After i got dressed, nan was in the shower already. I ordered breakfast for us and it was up by the time she was dressed. "Gracias. Have a good day." Nan waved the room service guy away and we started eating. "Caramelo, i know where a good chocolate store is. Lets go." We left the plates outside the door and left. Once we got there it was like a chocolate paradise. I went over to the candy apples and saw a Jack Skellington candy apple. "Nan! Can i get that one?" "Sure." She bought it and we left. "So what do we do now?" "I need to go to Ardenes. Want to come in?" "No thanks." I sat on a bench outside and absently sang. Then a boy my age came up to me. "Hey." "Uh.... Hi?" "You have a nice voice." "Uh.... Yeah. Later." "Oh, yeah. Bye." I rolled my eyes and went inside to see what was taking so long. She was just at the counter. I heard screams outside and saw that the boy from before was running from some screaming girls. I shrugged and turned back to my nan. "You ready. Its almost time for the concert. Didnt know we spent so much time in the dulcería." "Yes. Im ready. Lets drop these off at the hotel and go." I nodded and we left. After we dropped our stuff off we headed to the Rogers Centre. When we got there i saw that people were lined up all around the block. "Wheres the end?" "Lets just go to around the front, we already have our tickets." I shrugged and followed her. "You know what? I havent actually seen Justin Beiber before." "He's a little shorter than you and handsome." "Uh huh." We got in and went to the side. "So, where we sitting?" "Four rows from the stage." "Huh? Cool." "Si, lets go." We headed to our seats andsat down while the concert was starting. The first oppening band was one called Burnham. The name confused me, untill i thought that it might be like the Jonas brothers. They came onstage and it shocked me. The lead singer was the boy from the streets. They played some songs, and they were amazing! Then there were two more opening singers untill Justin actually came on. I must admit, nan was right. He is handsome, and short for a sixteen year old. After it was done we headed out and i sat in the lobby while she waited in line for an autograph. After ten minutes i decided to explore the place. I poked around in the back of the cosession stand for a little bit and found a door that said authourized personell only. I tested the handle and it was unlocked. I went in and saw it was a hall leading to what im pretty sure was the backstage. I went down it and saw that girl Jasmines room. I went in and saw a million wigs and different clothes. Dont know why she had wigs. Maybe so she can go out wothout people noticing her. I tried one on and put on some clothes and went outside. Then i bumped into Justin Beiber. "Oh, sorry, cantante. My bad." I helped him up and left. "Wait. Whats your name?" "Uh....... CeCe." It was my initials, but he didnt have to know that. "Well, CeCe. Lets go." "Go where?" "You're here for the auditions, right?" "Uh, yeah. Sure." And thus, my story begins.