Thread: Some Rules Shouldn't Be Broken...

There are some things you just don't do.

The first thing is be a superstars bigger sister.

That doesn't benefit you at all. It just puts you into any drama your superstar sibling is having.

The second thing is that you never ever get involved in your superstar sibling's love life.

These people come and go some stay for awhile but not forever... at least thats what i thought until somethings got done and she ran away. (Not literally, but she couldn't wait to leave.)

The third thing is to never really have feelings for your superstar sibling.

DONT EVER BREAK THIS RULE! Or you'll end up like me. And you don't want that. Because right now, I haven't taken a bath in days, i smell like shiit, my hair is matted, my heart is broken, my eyes are so puffy I can barely open them, and I'm pretty sure I've missed period. Not good signs.

Follow theses rules and you'll be a-okay.

Don't... then you pay the price.

I just wished I had someone to tell me this when I was still sane.



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Nag, Nag, Nag! I swear this is all these people ever do.

We want his concert to run smoothly. It has to be perfect. BLAH BLAH BLAH! I could care less. If my mom wasn't so scared of leaving me on the bus alone I would never step foot into one of Justin's concert I hate them. Too much screaming. Too many screaming girls.

I hate being his sister sometimes.

Yeah. Justin Bieber is my little knuckle head of a brother. Amazing! that was sarcasm.

The concert is almost over and I'm texting Chris. Yes Chris Brown. He's really nice but Justin would flip out if he knew I was spending my time texting Chris. So he doesn't know.

I smile at the text he just sent me.

He's so sweet and lovable he's always complimenting me and I like it.

I hear Justin coming back stage.

"Who you texting," he asks.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out," i say.

He sticks his tongue out at me and I roll my eyes at me.

Another hour goes by and I'm in the bus. On one of bunks that I now I have to share with Justin.

Since the bus has one compartment there are only two bunks. One for Justin and me and our mom usual doesn't come on the bus she waits till we get to the destination and she flies there. But you catch the drift I have to share a bed with Justin because we have a new bus and it's made more like an RV then ever but theres a wall that separates the driver from us.

The room is pretty standard. A queen size bed, a closet and a bathroom. BUT i don't wanna share it with Justin that kid is too teddy bearish.

He cuddles with things, not my style. Or at least not with him.

I go to the bathroom and change into shorts and a tank top and fall into the bed with my iPhone plugged into my ears and fall asleep instantly.


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When i wake up in the morning i don't want to wake up to my little brother wrapped around my back.

Imagine waking up and finding Justin Bieber sleeping all peaceful and cuddling next to you. Worst thing that i EVER experienced. I wish this kid would just stay on his side. Its a big a'ss bed. No need to be all up on me.

I scrunched up my face in distaste and pushed him away. Wrong thing to do. He holds on tighter.

"Justin," i said smacking him on his back.

"Justin."

I try to push him off of me but he holds on like crazy glue. I strained and groan and do everything in my power to get him off of me, but he's strong. I know he looks pretty gay to some guys, but I'm pretty sure he could take majority of them.

"Justin," i screamed smacking his face.

He jolted awake and stared at me. His hair sticking up in odd directions and dry drool on his chin and that dumb expression on his face. I couldn't help but laugh i pushed his head back into the pillow and he was out cold. I got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom making sure to grab my phone.

I locked the door and turned on the facet sitting on the toilet and looking at the new text message i had from Chris.

Breezy: Morning Beautiful

I smiled at the text.

ME: and to you to handsome
Breezy: I can't get a "Good Morning"?

i smiled. He hates it when i don't say good morning and when i don't reply back fast. So i did both. I set the phone down after checking the time and brushed my teeth and got into the shower. I'm in the middle of washing my hair when i hear rapid banging on the door. I try to gnome it but it becomes insane.

"Anastasia!! Open the door! i have to pee," i hear Justin yell.

"I'm taking a bath!"

The knocking stops and then i hear the door burst open. I pray to god that this baboon hasn't just broken the door. i pulled the shower curtain back to only reveal my face and i see the most hooraying sight I could have ever seen in my life.

Justin is over the toilet with a face that reads pure bliss with his- his junk in his hand. At this point i've should've assessed the situation and screamed and hide in the tub from such a sight, but that doesn't happen. I'm kinda transfixed by the look on his face and the thing in his hand. And to be honest I'm surprised. I have never thought Justin was small, but the thing in his hand wasn't even medium it was just big.

When i see him slowly start opening his eyes i slide back into the shower and try to totally bash myself for seeing that and erase the images from my head. I start scrubbing my scalp really hard trying to ignore the fact that i saw what he has hidden in his pants.

"Thanks," he says, "I really needed to pee. thank god we have that skeleton key."

Curse the daamn skeleton key!

I hear a beep and realize its my phone. I tense up praying that Justin doesn't touch it.

But he does. I swear that boy is ADD.

"You got a text from somebody named breezy," he said, "who's Breezy?"

Oh shiit!

"Just one of my friends. Put my phone down. Now!"

Now my head is poking out of the curtain as i try to reach for my iPhone. Justin backs up.

"Lets see these texts," he says deviously.

"No!"

I wrap the curtain around my body and lean forward trying to grab my phone.

"Breezy says; you know i hate it when you do that. frowny face. Why don't we chill tonight watch some movies at my place and have some fun. smilie winkey face," he says.

I feel the heat building in my body.

"Give me my phone!"

I try to reach him but he turns around and reads my text. Reading each one out loud. Then I think it hits him who I've been texting.

"What the-"

I pull away from the curtain. Yes naked and soaking wet. I snatch my phone and shove him out the door.

This is where life gets complicated.

Rule #4: No matter how cute the person is. If they're you celebrity siblings friend, don't talk with them.

Update (:

So all of the bad things that could possibly happen in a morning has happened. I've seen my little brother naked, he's seen me naked, and now he knows I've been messing around with a good friend of his. Amazing aint it?

NO!!!!

Maybe if I act like we were just taking a bubble bath together like when we were little it won't seem so bad.

But even that feels gross.

I grab my toothbrush and clean my teeth. i get dressed and open the door. I see Justin laying on his back on the bed with his forearm covering his face. I grab my head phones from the bedside table and do my best to do it quietly.

Like a snake or something he grabs my wrist. I snap my head up at him and try to yank my hand back. But he's got me in a death grip. He looks me in the eyes with those big brown eyes and I can see he's really hurt, but i really can't register why.

"Let me go," i said steely.

I've never really been able to be mad when he looks so sad, but right now I could kill him...maybe.

"Why?"

I just looked at him. What the H'ell? What does he mean why?

"why what?"

"Did you two have sex with each other," he whispers.

I snort but I feel my face flush. What kinda stuff is this? Cops?

"That's none of your business," i say yanking my hand to my chest.

He lets me go. Its really silent and i kinda feel bad cause he's my little bro. But the next thing I know he's gone like Crazy Dad/ Commando Officer/ Tattle teller person.

"You're such a whore! You just let whoever drill you? What the fu'ck Ana! I'm telling mom and dad. I'm so disgusted by you, I can't believe you're my sister. You're the filthiest person I've ever met," he barked in my face.

It took me a few seconds for me to register that my little bro just kinda cursed me out. And to be honest it hurt... it hurt a lot. I felt tears prick my eyes and I looked up to Justin. Ya I know I'm 19 and he's 17 and taller then me.

"Fu'ck you, Justin!"

I snatch my ear phones and stomped to the front of the bus to where the driver was.

"I need you to stop at the next gas station or stop," i commanded.

Justin followed me. I needed to get off this bus.

"What so you can find someone else to bang you," he sneered.

This kid was serious.

I popped the headset on and blasted Chris in my ears just to annoy him. The whole 47 minutes and 13 seconds it takes to find a pit stop, and yes i counted, Justin stared me down.

I stomped off of the bus angrily.

Rule #5 Never get on your Celebrity Siblings bad side.