Lingerie • jariana

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Ariana ;

"Alexa come on, we're going to be late!," I heard my heels click and clack against the floor, in the school hallway.

"I'm coming as fast as I can," I hear her say, as I stop at my locker.

I quickly do the combination, and open it, grabbing my Music book, and my English book, with the binder.

Alexa held her binders, and books in her hand, as we slammed our lockers shut.

"See you at lunch!," I waved, walking down the hall.

She said a bye and went her own way.

We were late because because I got a flat tire, and Triple AAA took an hour and a half getting there.

So now I've missed first and second period. Derek is probably worried to death.

I stopped at the music classroom, and opened the door, and let it shut behind me.

Everybody turned and stared at me.

I rolled my eyes.

"Do you people have nothing better to do?," I asked rudely.

They all turned their attention back to their own discussions.

I was nervous as hell, this was my first time in this class. I got switched from P.E to this.

I loved music, I loved singing.

Only I knew this, not even Alexa.

"Miss. Grande, you're here," a little old lady walked up to me, smiling.

I smiled back.

"Yes, I'm sorry I'm late, but I got a flat tire on the way to school, and triple AAA took forever g–,"

"It's okay dear, take any available seat, I'm just about to assign project partners," she said.

I nod, and look around.

There were only two available seats.

One by this guy, but he looked scary.

Like he'd kill me if I even thought about sitting next to him, scary.

And there was another by another guy, his hood was up, and his head was down.

I shrugged and took the seat next to him. "Hey," I said.

He kept his head down.

"I'm Ariana," I said.

Still nothing.

"Justin Bieber, take those earbuds out of your ear right now!," Mrs. Bridges snapped.

He lifted his head, and pulled back his hoodie where it was hangin loosely on the back of his head, but he took out the earbuds.

The boy that followed me on Instagram the other day. Oh my God.

"Mrs. Bridges, this is music class, I'm not disobeying the meaning of this class," he said.

I giggled, but quickly stopped seeing Mrs. Bridges raise an eyebrow at him.

"Mr. Bieber, don't make me call home," she said, and he sighed.

He rolled his earbuds up and stuffed them in his hoodie pocket.

"Okay, I've finished partnering people for the project, listen for your partners please," Mrs. Bridges stated.

"Bryan and Dana,"

"Charlie and Gwen,"

"Devon and Amanda,"

"Dylan and Kendall,"

"Samuel and Karissa,"

"Lilly and Will,"

"Tyler and Monica,"

"Tyshon and Haylie,"

"Caleb and Keyondre,"

"And.." she paused.

"Ariana and Justin."

I smiled, and nodded, I'm glad he was my partner, these other people looked weird. No offense.

I turned to him, and smiled brightly.

He rolled his eyes at me.

"Meet me at this address at 4:30pm, and don't be late," he said rudely, handing me a piece of paper.

The bell rang, and he stood up, walking out of the classroom, leaving me in shock.

What was his problem?

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Another chapter of Lingerie, hope you liked it, finally a jariana moment, they met!!

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