The Shift

16

There were numerous reasons for why I was pissed. One: I couldn't cheer at the first game, two: I had to stand here like an idiot and watch this lacrosse game when I rather be at home, and the third was really the sole reason everything was going wrong. I had to watch as Cat entered the stadium wearing Justin's jersey, with that goddamn smug look on her face, I really just wanted to punch her.

It all started last night, making me realize that I should've listened to my gut when I had the feeling something was going to go wrong.

We had floor seats and the opening acts had been Partynextdoor, and The Weeknd. They'd been really good, but it was obvious that everyone was eager to see Drake. So when the lights went pitch black, everyone went crazy. Justin and I had stayed relatively close to each other, which I enjoyed.

And then shit went wrong the minute the beat to 'The Motto' started to play.

'Oh my god I love mom' Beth yelled as she wrapped her arm around my shoulders. I smiled as we danced alongside each other. 'And we bout it everyday, everyday, everyday' I sang. If you couldn't already tell, I Chandler from Arizona was a closet Drake fan. It only took a few seconds before I felt hands on my hips, instantly stiffening me up. 'Relax' A familiar voice whispered against my ear. 'It's just me' He said, and I knew now it was for sure Justin. 'Did I tell you how good you look?' He whisper- yelled into my ear. I shook my head, resulting in a light kiss on my neck.

I liked how close he was to me, it felt nice. Before I knew it, what felt so nice transcended into a hot make out session. His hands slipped down to my ass, and it actually turned me on more than ever when he squeezed it. 'Why are you so perfect?' He asked me. 'I am not, but you on the other hand' I said. 'Mhm' He mumbled as he kissed my ear. 'Chandler Monroe?' I faintly heard. 'Chandler' The person yelled again, and despite all the noise, I knew that voice anywhere. 'Caitlin' I said as I turned to her. 'Chandler' She yelled before we pulled me into a bone crushing hug, pushing Justin off of me. 'What are you doing here?' I asked her. 'The question is what are you doing here, since when do you like Drake?' She asked.

Oh this was a hazard. Like this was bad. This was as bad a massive fire that happens to hit a gas tank and then gets twenty times worse. 'Are you going to introduce me?' Caitlin asked. I totally forgot Justin was here. 'Oh Justin, this is Caitlin, she's from Arizona' I said. 'Any friend of Chan's is a friend of mine' He said oh so sexily. I wouldn't consider Caitlin a fucking friend. She was a class A bitch with no remorse for anything. She was probably the least empathetic person I'd ever met in my entire life, and I couldn't believe of all the people I could have ran into, it was her.

Truth was she hated me, for reasons unknown. But her hate for me, earned my hate for her right back. Despite all the terrible names she'd called me, the horrid looks I endured from her, or even the time she kissed my boyfriend right in front of me.- What worried me the most was how she knew the Chandler I was pretending to be was far from the Chandler that left Arizona. And, I'd be damned if she didn't have some kind of proof to show everyone how much of a fraud I was.

'Chan' Justin said as he rubbed my back. 'Who is this Chan?' She asked me funnily, emphasizing my new nickname. 'This is Justin Bieber, a friend of mine' I said. 'From what I saw, you two look like more than friends' She said and Justin smirked. 'Well, we're just friends.' I said, which I could tell slightly bothered Justin. 'So, we'll have to catch up after the concert' She said and I nodded. It took a second before she just dissapeared.

'Jesus' I said. 'Why do you look like you've just seen a ghost?' He asked. 'What, I'm fine' I said as I brushed off what just happened, or at least tried too. 'I'm sorry about the friend thing, she's just not someone I like to share my personal life with' I said. 'Ok' He said, fully convinced that everything was fine. When in all reality, this was probably one of the worst things that could happen.