Is It Worth It?

"Oh. My. God. Dora! guess what?!?!" I held my cell phone away from my ear. "Ok, ow. Jenny, keep it down. I told you before, dont call me Dora." "Right, but guess what?" "What?" I steadied my bike as i rode back home from basketball practice. "I just got back home and found three tickets to a concert in the mail! Mom said shes taking you and me!" "Cool. What concert?" "Justin Bieber!!!" I dropped my phone close to a cliff leading to the sea. I caught it before it fell in. "Cheesus, Jenny! Dont do that! I almost lost my phone!" "Im sorry, but we are leaving tomorrow! Mom already has the stuff packed and she said your mom packed all your stuff!" "Kay, see you tomorrow then."
I put my phone back in my bra and stopped in front of my house. I locked my bike up and headed into the house. "Hey mom!" "In here!" She was in the sewing room. I sat backwards on a chair and looked at her. "When were you going to tell me i was going to a Justin Bieber concert?" "After....." She held up what she was working on. "I was finished this!" I groaned. It was a white tee-shirt with the initials JB written in pink letters with thick purple outlines. "Mom. No. I will go to the concert, but i am not wearing that." "But i worked hard on it!!!" "Give it to Victoria, she likes those things."
"I know your sister does, but i made this for you." I groaned again. "At least go get it signed." "Fine." I grabbed the shirt and walked over to the suitecases in the corner. "Which one am i using?" She pointed to the purple one and i rolled my eyes. "Of course." I stuffed the shirt in there and pulled it over to the front door. "Well, at least i get to go to Vancouver for a few days." "A week actually." "Huh. Sweet. Why so long?" "Well, theres also this after-party in the hotel that you guys and Justin Bieber might be staying in the same one. They got enough money together to be able to get in. Well, you and Jennifer at least."
""Great. Well, good night." "You not having dinner?" I shook my head as i headed upstairs, to my attic room. "Tired from basketball. We're heading up against PRSS next week. When we get back, i think." "Good luck!" "Thank you." I fell asleep and next day i was woken up by a big ball of yellow and blonde. "Dora Jane Burns! Its time to get up! We are leaving in half an hour!" I groaned. "Who let you in my house?" "No one." I got up and pushed her off. "I came through the window." I looked over at the window and saw that the ladder connecting my room and our treehouse was put up again. Then i looked back at Jenny. She was decked out in a yellow shirt, short purple coveralls with the initials JB on them and a yellow hat with more of the same initials. She looked like a skinny girl version of Wario.
I giggled a little and started getting changed. After i was finished i looked over at her. "Done." "Five minutes." She like to time how long it takes me to get ready. For some odd reason she thinks its strange that i dont take forever. "Ok, can we go now?" She nodded and we ran down the stairs. Soonenough we were on the plane and Jenny had her camcorder out. Well, my camcorder that she stole for the trip. "This is Jennifer S. L. Surf, AKA the future Mrs. Bieber, and her trusty sporty sidekick Dora Jane Burns-" "Its DJ, Jenny." "Whatever, and we are starting on our JB adventure to the largest city in BC!" "Vancouver." "Yeah!" She kept rambling on into the camera and i started playing Okamiden on my DS.
We landed in no time and headed to the hotel. There were a bunch of screaming girls in front of it. Security stopped us at the door. "Im sorry, guests only." "We are guests. If you'd be so kind as to let us in, we can go up to our room." "Which room?" I barged in front of Jenny's mom and glared up at the man. "Look. Im tired, hungry and my feet hurt from walking around this stupid place. Let. Us. In." We had a little staring contest. I won and he let us in. "Good job, Dora Jane!" "DJ!" She whipped out the camcorder again. "Dora Jane Burns! Intimidates even the toughest of men." I elbowed her and we entered our room.
"I call the couch!" I yelled. "You're a wierd person." "I know. But i like couches in hotels." I dropped my stuff beside the couch and went out to the balcony. "Sweet! Top floor, baby!" I heard some chuckles and looked over. A couple guys around my age were on the balcony of their room. One had a hood and sunglasses on. I glanced at the cloudy sky. "Yo, whats with the shades?" "I like them." He sounded kind of familiar. "Whatever. So, what are you guys here for?" They looked at each other andthen back at me. "Visiting family." "Vacation." They glanced at each other again. "Vacation." "Visiting family." "Whatever. If you dont want to tell me, thats fine."
"So how about you?" "Yeah, why are you here?" "Concert. Justin Biebers." "Yeah, you like him?" "Eh, i like his music." "What about him?" "I dont know. I havent actually met him yet." "Oh, so you're one of those people." I leaned over the railing and looked at all the screaming girls. "I dont know what kind of person you're talking about, but im definetely not those type of people." I pointed at the girls
"Dora Jane Burns!" Jenny burst out through the door. "You should see how big this place is!" I rolled my eyes. "This is my best friend, Jenny. She is one of those people." I pointed to the girls down below. Jenny paid no attention to the boys and dragged me into the room.