Center Stage (A Justin Bieber Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Andrea's P.O.V.

I turned the dial on my locker, trying to remember my combination.

"BOO!" a deep male voice screams behind me. I let out a very high-pitched scream.

It was my friend Connor. He has deep blue eyes, blonde hair, and a hipster sort of style. He is adorable, if I do say so myself!

"OH MY GURSH! Oh. haha! Hey dork. I thought you were still in Wyoming!" I state, trying to regain my cool.

I stand on my tip-toes trying to give him a hug without falling over. He is freakishly tall!!

"I got back early this morning. My mom said I didn't have to come to school, but I didn't want to miss the first day. Plus, I have you and Cara to see!" He grins.

"Well let me grab my French and Math book, then we can go find Cara." I turn around, facing my locker. I try a couple more times before I finally get it opened. I hate these stupid things! Why can't we just carry our purses?

I slam my locker closed and turn around to see Connor staring at me weirdly. He has a goofy grin plastered on his face.

"What?! Do I have something on my face or...?" I asked, clearly fretting the worst.

"Nothing. It's just... you seem the same, yet so different at the same time..." He says shyly.

"Naw! I'm the same chick!" I say, giving him a wink. I start walking in the direction of Cara's locker.

Suddenly, I find myself on the ground, my books and papers all over the hallway floor. I must have tripped over my own feet...

I see Cynthia Moiness standing over me. Her tall, thin figure towers over me. Her dark locks appear off-setting to her crystal blue eyes.

"Oops! Did I do that...? Sorry! Hahaha!" sarcasm thickly laced in her snide remark.

"Oh yeah, I'm sure it was an 'accident'... Why don't you go find somebody's boyfriend to sleep with. I know that you quite enjoy that!" I reply with a large smirk on my face.

She scoffs and turns around, scurrying away quickly. She was always so easy to upset...

Cynthia and I used to be best friends in middle school. We met in Spanish class in seventh grade. We used to spend every waking moment together. We were closer than close. We did the whole sleepovers and makeovers and laughs and giggles, all of that.

She had started to change.  

She got in with the wrong crowd. Smoking and drinking. It was just crazy, so was she.... I got a boyfriend right before freshman year. She became over-bearing and jealous. Then at a party one night, she stole my boyfriend away and slept with him. Things just kinda went south from there.

Connor offered me his hand, but I declined. I hopped up, running my hands through my hair.

"Something has her panties in bunch. Even more than normal..." He chuckled to himself.

"More like something crawled up her a-" I started, but was cut off.

"NO!!! SWEARING IS ILLEGAL!!!!!!!" Cara appears, screaming at me.

"Okay! Okay! Whatever........." I huffed.

"Let's go you bums!" I laugh.

We strut through the hallway, linking our arms. The crowd of people part like the Red Sea.

"Why are they acting like this?" I say, trying not to let everyone else hear me.

"I have no clue...." Connor and Cara both say.

We continue walking, pretending that we didn't notice all of the odd stares we were getting.

This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder......

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A/N

So what's happening?

Why are people acting so weird?

Keep watching for my next update!

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I have changed my update days to Mondays and Fridays.

And I'm sorry that this is so short.

It is more of a filler....

- xoxo :)

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