Photoframe (Justin Bieber)

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Justin pulls up the dumbbell for the 50th time and finally sits down to take a rest, sweat dripping down his face. Intention is playing in the background. "When I create you are my muse, the kinda smile that makes the news." This is Justin's favorite line. But he wonders now if the person he wrote this song about still feels the same way about him. Selena is different recently, where she used to be hot and cold, now she just ignores him and flirts with the older guys. Yesterday he had a real bad headache during chemistry and had to skip the class and Selena didn't even show that she cares. It was Hailey who noticed that he had been rubbing his temple and laying on the table and accompanied him to the school nursery. Hailey has always been very kind and caring, but it's Selena he thinks about. Sometimes he wonders if he's asking for it, the meaner she gets, the more attracted to her he becomes and the more precious her smile becomes.

Justin goes back to his room and tries to write his history essay, but Selena's words keep replaying in his mind. "She said I am a rolling stone. What does that mean?" He scrunches his face and puts aside the pen, decided to call it a day and he stares into the photoframe in front of his desk. It's a photo of himself wrapped around Selena beside the pool, both of them laughing happily. "Well, at least I'm more than just some dude from her chemistry class." He mumbles and crawled into his bed, popping a zanny into his mouth and closed his eyes.

"Justin?"
"Shit" Justin quickly gets up and pulls into his t shirt, he forgot he has to tutor Hailey. It's gonna be a long night.

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