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Ariana Grande
                          
Nigeria, Africa
                          
Sunday, 7:31 pm
                          
"I knew they would figure it out. Our fans are smarter than Albert Einstein." I sigh. 
                          
"Well, they are rings on our fingers that are attached to our hands that we use to hold the microphone that we sing into for our concerts." Justin replies. 
                          
"That's very true." 
                          
"Well, they just saw the rings. They don't know anything else."
                          
"I'm sure they'll figure it out, but it's okay. We would have to tell them sometime." 
                          
"There will be questions about it in the meet and greet. Don't freeze up, just politely answer however you feel is best. Justin, please, control her."
                          
"Scooter, you and I both know that's not possible." Justin shakes his head and I roll my eyes. 
                          
"Hey! I'm not that bad." I say. 
                          
"Yeah, whatever you say. Anyways, Justin, just help her to refrain from saying anything remotely offensive, or Ariana like." 
                          
"Okay, okay, I'll try. Come on, babe." Justin stands up, then holds his hand out for me. 
                          
I take it and he pulls me off of the couch. 
                          
"Have fun. I'll be there in a little to see how everything is going." Scooter says before we leave the dressing room. 
                          
We walk down the hallway to the room where the meet and greet is being held. The fans scream as soon as Justin opens the door and I walk in. 
                          
"They're screaming because you're cute." Justin whispers in my ear. 
                          
I laugh, watching the security guard start to let people in. They usually let around 30 people in at a time and everyone just talks. Me and Justin both agreed that we didn't just want one person at a time. We wanted people to be able to meet other people and meet us. 
                          
Immediately, people walk over to us and we take pictures with them, sign stuff, and just have a normal conversation. 
                          
9:49 pm
                          
"I'm pretty sure that was the longest meet and greet ever." I say. 
                          
"But it was also the best. There was so many people." Justin replies. 
                          
"Yes, this was the biggest show so far." Scooter tells us as we follow him out of the venue. 
                          
"I'm just ready to go to sleep." I mumble. 
                          
"Good luck. We have a flight to catch in about two hours." Scooter unlocks the car and we get in. 
                          
"How long is this flight?" 
                          
"Almost 9 hours. 8 hours and 45 minutes to be exact. We'll get to Brazil at around 8 am."  
                          
"Isn't life amazing?" I groan. 
                          
Justin rubs my back and I smile at him before turning to look out the window. When we get back to the hotel, Scooter orders room service while we make sure we have everything we brought. 
                          
When the food gets to the room, we eat quickly then grab our bags and leave. Scooter checks us out of the hotel while me and Justin put our bags in the rental car. 
                          
When Scooter finally makes it to the car, he drives us to the airport and checks the car in because we're obviously not taking it with us. 
                          
"Alright, kiddos. Let's go through security quickly, then you can go to sleep and stop bothering me." Scooter says. 
                          
"We're not bothering you. If anything, you're bothering us." 
                          
"I'm not bothering anybody. I'm just happy we have a whole three days where we don't have to do anything but go to a Brazilian beach." 
                          
"That is true." Justin says.