Be Alright || Justin Bieber Love Story ||

<3

Angelica's POV

Raining cold weather, dark, depressing days that seem to go on forever. Then I must get up and go to school, putting up with the people there and the rude people on the buses.

Then at school, the teachers late so class drags on, sitting there with a headache being bored for three hours and having to wait for her to shush so I can take notes.

Spending a 2 hour spare trying to study when your friend decided to rant about all her problems and poor everything on me like I'm a sponge.

Now I'm doing algebra homework.It sucks since I can't do dance anymore, what even sucks even more is that Justin is depressed since I left, he got a pet monkey which is just plain adorable. I miss him and his quirky things.

"Angelica somebody is on the phone for you!" My mother screamed.

I rolled into the hallway, I have to sleep in our guest room since it doesn't involve taking the stairs. I put the phone to my ear.

"Hello," I mumbled.

"Hi is this Angelica Star?" A woman's voice boomed through my ear.

"Yes."

"Hi this is Ellen!"

I dropped the phone, Ellen!

"Oh my god, hi you and your wife are just the cutest thing ever!" I blurted.

"Aren't you adorable listen I need you to do something for me, a big favour"

"Yeah sure."

"I want you to come on my show," my breathing picked up, me going on her show, "and talk about your accident because I feel like your a strong girl handling life while your dating the worlds biggest pop star and by the way you two are the cutest thing ever," she confessed.

"Yes I will go on your show!" I replied.

"Thanks, I will send your mother the information."

She hung up, I bounced up and down with joy in my wheelchair.

**

I had two minutes till I went on, I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed a blue/purple coloured spot on my neck, shit I totally forgot about this.

I rolled around looking for coverup, no luck and what was worse was that my hair is a high pony.

"Angelica your on!"

Justin I'm going to kill you.

I rolled on waving to the crowd who looked happy and sympathy for me.

"Angelica I'm so glad your here today."

I laughed "I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Ellen nodded "Lets first talk about your legs, is it hard?"

"Yes it completely changed my life, the way I walk, the way I dress and it had a big affect on my dance career."

"You danced?" Ellen asked

"Yep competitive dance and I was a ballerina."

A picture popped of me in a ballerina outfit.