Hi, my name’s Hannah and ‘My Bieber Experience’ is a little bit different from the others. Let’s start with a little bit of background information. I’ve been supporting Justin since 2008, and I never thought I’d ever have my dream come true. 5 years ago was the first time I had found out about Justin. I wasn’t very wild about him, but after a year he started growing on me. My liking of Justin kept growing, and I became a Belieber. I had 2 chances to meet and see Justin because my mom’s best friend was Ryan Good’s sister. But every time I had a chance, something conflicted with it so I had to miss it. In 2011, my gran discovered that her friend was the father of Scrappy(Justin’s stage manager). In 2012, I bought Believe(which released 3 days after my birthday). My best friend, who was a non-belieber told me I shouldn’t bother entering the golden ticket code because there was no way I would win, and I wouldn’t even meet Justin so I should give up. I didn’t listen to her. In August 2012, my gran told me Scrappy would be able to get me to meet Justin, but I had to write a letter explaining why I deserved to meet Justin.
And this is where the story starts- When I got that phone call, I thought I was going to die. I was freaking out! “Are my dreams starting to turn into reality?!” was all I could think. Until I heard the next line.. “But you can’t meet Justin without tickets to the show.” my gran said. My heart sank and it was the worst feeling in the world. The tickets to the Miami shows were sold out completely and the ticket brokers were selling them for $300+. How am I possibly going to afford 2 tickets to see Justin when the only way I could get them was for $300+? I spent the next few months watching the ticket prices to see whether they would drop to a lower price, they never did. My gran would pretend like she’d get them for me, then she would back out. It was really, really frustrating because this has been a huge dream of mine and no one understood that. Christmas came and the ticket prices went up again. I didn’t bother to ask my family to get me tickets because I knew it wouldn’t happen.
About a week after Christmas, my gran told me she found tickets for $140- for the show on January 27th. Section 121 Row 9, which was pretty damn close. She ended up buying those for me, I was so happy. A few weeks passed and it was January 26th. I was prepping my outfit and making sure I had everything I needed for the show. Since I hadn’t received a call from my gran saying I was meeting Justin, I didn’t really expect that I would. If I didn’t get the opportunity to meet Justin, I was still extremely grateful that I got the chance, and that I will still get to see the show on the last night of the 1st leg of the Believe tour where they would film. I heard my phone ding so I went and checked the notification “HANNAH WE’RE MEETING JUSTIN BIEBER!!!” read the text. I went numb. I was meeting my idol. My dreams were coming true. I immediately dialed my gran just to clarify that it really was happening. IT WAS. I went and told my mom, and she pulled more information about it out of my gran. I couldn’t really react properly with the news, all I could do was stand there and hold the phone. After the call ended, I went and started to prep everything again. By the time I was done, I needed to sleep since I needed to get to the arena early.
I woke up at about 10am, showered, did my hair, got dressed, and gathered my stuff. We got to the arena at about 12-1pm. I was freaking out. We passed Justin’s crew, and his bus. After we found a parking space we went to the box office to see if Scrappy or his wife Dana had dropped the wristbands off. They didn’t drop them off, but I wasn’t worried because Scrappy was busy with the filming of BELIEVE 3D. About 3-4 hours passed and it was 4pm, the people in the box office said by 4:15pm they should have the list. Now it was 4:45pm, where are the wristbands?! We called Scrappy’s dad, and he contacted Dana. By 5pm me, my gran, my friend & her mom, and my gran’s friend and her daughter all had our bands. So we went and got into line. Justin started the M&G late, and we were one of the last groups to meet Justin. We waited an extra 2 hours, so now it was like 7:15pm. The show was supposed to start at 7pm, but his crew assured us we wouldn’t miss the show, and they’ll have it start as soon as the M&G ends. 15 minutes passed, and we got into a room where we’d go before meeting Justin. I felt like I was going to pass out. I gathered myself, and waited till they sent me and my friends in to meet Justin. It was finally our turn and I was freaking out. I walked in and Justin was standing there. He didn’t even look.. real. He said “Hi!” and my friend ran and hugged him. I walked over to his left side to take the picture, but HE hugged ME. It was so unexpected. He put his arm around me waist, and we took the picture(I’m the brown-haired girl). He smelt so good(my shirt smells like him still)! We left the room, and they clipped off our wristbands. I started to bawl. I just met my idol. I couldn’t believe the impossible turned into a possible. We got into the arena, and Cody Simpson started playing. My friends were sitting somewhere else, so we went different ways. We ended up missing one of Cody’s songs but it was worth it. Our seats ended up being right there next to the stage. No one was in front of us at all, below us were his crew. It was such an unbelievable experience. Jaden Smith came over to my side a few times and looked at me, smiled, and pointed. Then when Justin came on he was just perfect. Before the OLLG, he came over to the side of the stage and looked straight at me when he was talking about beautiful fans. He looked at me about 3 times that night. The camera filming would come over to my section alot, and it was awesome.
If you’re one of those special beliebers who haven’t met Justin, or have never been noticed, or seen a concert of his… please never give up. Never Say Never. Believe. If you really want it to happen, and you believe it can, never give up. It will happen one day. Whether it’s tomorrow, or in 3 years. It’ll happen. Just don’t ever stop believing. -@JagkBarakunt(twitter)
By: Hannah Hawkins