You've Got Some Explaining

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by weak-roses

by weak-roses

-Justin-

Well this is awkward. The only thing that has ever been more awkward then this is when I went to prank my family last year by singing to them naked and my grandma opened the door. But that's a different story for a different time.

We just stayed there for a while. I stared at him with shocked and he stared back with curiosity. Our intense staring competition was interrupted by Ariana.

"Jai, you better go before Justin gets....here." Her chocolate brown eyes landed on me and her face flushed. Jai blinked at her. I won.

"Too late." He mumbled under his breath. I crossed my arms with frustration.

"I..I can explain!" Ariana said, stumbling to find an excuse. I rolled my eyes. Typical. I fished my phone out of my pocket.

"Hello?" Scooters voice rang in my ear. I looked at Jai then Ariana and back to Jai.

"Hey. It's Justin. We have a situation."

-2 hours later-

After I called Scooter, he called a "meeting". Yeah, because the last meeting went sooo well.

I stared at the wood table, that I have beginning to see a lot lately, chipping the finish off. I glanced to see Ariana eating a carrot stick, hypnotized to the floor. That woman and her carrots!

"What's the problem now?!" Scooter said, swinging the conference door open. Ariana jumped a little from the slamming door. Uh oh. Scooter was POed. I've only seen him like this once. It was when I wasn't nominated for a Grammy. Crackpots.

"Ask her." I mumbled, nodding toward Ariana. He turned his head to Ariana, who was glaring at me. I looked at her, burning with anticipation. I wanted to know why Jai was there shirtless too.

"Jai was just over to talk." She said, not making eye contact with either of us.

"Really? Last time I checked, Jai can talk with his shirt ON!" I growled.

"Why do you care, Bieber?!" Ariana retorted, now her face beet red. I tightened my grip on the chair. Scooter was just looking at us intensely.

"Because we're "dating"! Don't you remember? Bimbo over here," I pointed in Scooter's direction "had that brilliant idea! Oh yeah, Scooter! She's reeeeally putting me on track now!" I screamed back, standing angrily.

"Enough!" Scooter's voice boomed. I shrunk back into my seat. I hated when he yelled at me.

"Now what?" Ariana said, obviously afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Nothing." Scooter said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Oh for f*cks sake!

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'Sup you beautiful people! ;) So for about 3 days now, I have had a serious case of writers block ( Someone call Dr. Bieber ;) ) and my brain refuses to write. But I've managed to write this for you! :) Sorry if its not the best :( But! It WILL get better! Ariana better get her stuff together! Haha I love you guys!!!

BYEEEEEEEEE <3