Our Destiny [Sequel to Destiny Bieber] [PAUSED]

Chapter 3

Me, Justin, and Destiny walked inside of the restaurant - which Justin wouldn't let me see the name of. He said I'd freak if I new the name.

That could go a few different ways.

-I love it so much I'd freak.

-It's so expensive I'd freak.

Okay, only two different ways. But I still have a right to know the name of it, right? He uncovered my eyes, showing me the inside. The waitress seated us, winking at Justin when she left.

I'd kill her if my daughter and boyfriend weren't around.

"Justin, where are we?" I asked, pleading for him to tell me.

"You don't remember?" He asked, a little disappointment in his voice. "Think about it." I huffed, looking around.

The fountain. I remember.

Flashback:

I was dressed for a fancy dinner. I was supposed to be, says Justin. I had told him not to go overboard, but he said that every first date counts. A good first impression is what he was going for.

I walked inside of Violette. It was extremely expensive and you had to make reservations, like, a week before you showed up for dinner. They had a candle in the middle of each table, or if you were seated at a booth, then in a candle holder on the wall.

It was unbelievably beautiful and like heaven. I was dying to go there since it first opened, but I was so poor I couldn't go.

When Justin wanted ideas of restaurants to go to, I offered this since I never went before. I guess he took me up on that offer, and I loved him for it.

It made me wonder how he got the money, only barely sixteen and affording a meal for two WITH reservations. I'd have to be a doctor or lawyer or something and still save up for a while to afford it.

Justin insists that it was no problem, but I know on the inside, he was mentally cursing at himself for picking such an expensive restaurant.

"Like it?" Justin asked, lacing our fingers together.

"No." I said seriously. He dropped my hand and frowned. I grabbed his hand again and smiled. "I absolutley love it." He grinned, re-lacing our fingers. We walked to a table in the middle of the room. There weren't many people here, probably because it was late at night (and very expensive).

We made small chat while we waited for the waitor to take our order. 

"You look very beautiful tonight." He murmured, taking my hand from across the small round table. It had a white table cloth on it with fine china for the plates and wine glasses for the cups. They sold red wine here, but I was still only fifteen. The candle was barley hot, only a little bit of wax going down the candle.

"Well, umm, you look handsome tonight." I grinned at my reply, even though I didn't know what to say and no one used the word 'handsome' anymore. But he seemed satisfied when his thumb gently rubbed my hand. "Thank you for taking me here." I murmured.

"Only the best for my lady." He smiled. I rolled my eyes with a huge smirk on my face. We weren't considered dating because this was our first date.

I was new at Stratford High School. Justin was the captin of the basketball team while his best friend, Ryan, was the captin of the hockey team and Chaz was one of the 'hot' nerds at the school. I didn't like being the center of attention, but somehow all the guys had their eyes on me. I didn't particularly like it, but Justin was one of them.