I cannot believe I’m writing my second MBE in less than 3…

I cannot believe I’m writing my second MBE in less than 3 months. A few months back, Fredo was supposed to meet me but couldn’t make it, so he tweeted me that we would meet in San Antonio, which is why I made a 5 hour trip there. When I walked in my hotel I saw Cody Simpson standing in the lobby. I gave my mom all my bags and walked slowly over to him. He was very polite and introduced himself to me, took pictures, asked how I was and wished me luck on getting tickets to the show. His dad told me not to tell anyone where they were staying, so I didn’t . I assumed that because Cody was here that Justin’s crew or hopefully Justin would be here too. My mom took our stuff to our room while I stayed in the lobby of the hotel. After waiting a while, I saw Nick Demoura, (who I have been trying to meet for years and happens to be my favorite dancer) go outside and wait for a taxi but I was too scared to go up to him. Throughout the night I met some of the crew and a few dancers including Nick. Most of the other girls there didn’t know who anyone was. When I went and asked them for a picture, as soon as my phone went up a crowd would already be over there. Eventually 100 girls had shown up and I knew if Justin showed we wouldn’t be meeting him. A van pulled up to the hotel and Kenny got out, got back in and left. Later a bus pulled up and girls were swarming around it taking pictures of the door (LOL). No one got out because of this, I assume. When Cody came back to the hotel, girls were screaming and running which is when the hotel started kicking people out who weren’t guests. Eventually we called it a night. I had a meet and greet with Cody but since I met him the night before I decided to try and see if I could get into Justin’s meet & greet which was at the same time . I met up with my friends outside of the arena. We met Cody’s dancers. I was given meet and greets and had extra’s so I gave them to people I met on Friday and Saturday. One of them was someone I’ve been friend’s with on Twitter for YEARS (@NutellasJustin), but I didn’t have enough for her best friend to also get to meet Justin. I have honestly never met anyone so selfless in my whole life. I wish you could’ve seen the look on her face. She refused to meet Justin if her best friend couldn’t either. Which to me, made her deserve it all the more. I tried so hard to force her to come with us because this was her one chance but she just couldn’t. And because of that I will not stop until she meets Justin. Anyways, she ended up giving it back and I gave it to another girl I met. We were in line to meet Justin for about a hour and a half, which was odd because the meet & greets usually end by 5. I saw someone carrying the drink that Justin said is like dinosaur pee towards where he was and the crew was saying he wasn’t feeling well. I saw Fredo in the hallway but he left too quick for me to say anything. My friends were freaking out and thanking me over and over which made me feel really good to know that I made someone’s dream come true in a way. The meet & greet started at 6 and we were told not to speak to Justin because he probably wouldn’t reply and not to be offended because he was on vocal rest . When it was our turn to meet him I walked in and got beside him and said hi. He turned to me and was like, “Hi! How are you?” This was my third time meeting him and I seriously always hate myself because I never say anything. I died right there. We took the picture and I told him I hope he felt better then left. We were all FREAKING OUT. My friends and I waited outside the arena until the end of the show but no one ever came out. Including Alfredo, but I know I will meet him someday and I wouldn’t change this experience for the world. You can read my other MBE here .  -Amani (@amaniluvxo/@amanisahyounie) Read the original: I cannot believe I’m writing my second MBE in less than 3…

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