Stranger (Justin bieber)

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"Take a seat where you like, and pull out paper and take notes from here." The teacher advised, with a sincere smile toward Justin.

His eyes met mine as he walked toward me. Great.

"This seat taken?" He asked in a whisper as he nodded toward the seat next to me. "No." I smiled.

He took a seat and sighed. I couldn't help but notice the strong smell of cigarettes radiating from him.

I scrunched my nose and continued with my notes. I could feel him stare every once in a while when I would look toward the front of the room.

"So.. Um... I mean- Tyler, is this class for someone looking to be a doctor?" I heard his deep voice. I dropped my pencil and looked toward his brown eyes and shrugged, "Not exactly, but it is for some kind of body type job I guess you could say." He tapped his pencil against his lip.

As he slouched in his seat he sighed, "guess this isn't for me then." He said shutting his book rather loudly, the class turned to look back at him.

My cheeks turned a light pink as all eyes were on us.

"There a problem Tyler?" The professor asked with a hand on his hip. I shook my head and Justin stood up.

"Where are you going?" I yelled/ whispered.

"Leaving." He simply stated as he grabbed his book and laptop.

"Justin, you can't just leave in the middle of the class." I said.

Why was he bieng short tempered. I was dying to just get to know him. Ask a few questions, Figure out the reason to all his attitude changes.

"Look, Tyler. Come to my house after school. We can talk." He said with an annoyed tone.

The words sent a rush through my body. Finally, the thing I've been dying to do since I've moved here. I wanted him to talk to me.

Something was drawing me to him like a magnet.

His jaw and fists were tightly clenched as he walked out of the room, causing a big scene.

"Justin- where are y-" professor asked. But Justin cutt him off with the slam of the door.

What did I do to make him angry? It was so frustrating.