SELENAS POV
I slump down the corridor, heading for room two. Room two is usually the younger kids classroom, meaning I don't go anywhere near here. In fact I don't think I have ever been down this part of the school.
Once I finally find the number that I am looking for, I open the door and walk in side. Immediately I notice that the teachers in this school aren't big on giving detentions considering Justin is the only one sitting in the room.
He looks up at me, and I return with a glare, before sitting at the desk, on the opposite side of the classroom as him.
Without second thoughts, I dangle my legs on the table, crossing them.
Mrs Brown: your time starts now kids, no talking, no moving and nothing is to be done other then homework. Do I make myself clear?
Silence is her answer, and she nods, walking out of the classroom closing the door behind her.
Justin: I'm really sorry
I look up at him, his eyes are soft as he licks his lips.
Selena: you've had to say that quite a few times in the last week Bieber.
I avoid his gaze, and stand up walking towards the teachers desk.
Justin: what are you doing?
He questions, ignoring my comment.
Selena: having fun, what does it look like? Brown could come through the door at any minute.
Selena: since when do you care about being caught, Mr I'm going to text my girlfriend during class, in the most obvious way possible.
When I receive no answer I smirk, and take the chance to speak again.
Selena: I should really teach you how to text more secretively, but considering you got me in here, that's not going to happen.
Justin: I said I was sorry
Selena: I'm still in here aren't I?
I begin to open the draws, searching through them.
Justin: it's your fault, you wouldn't of received a detonation, if you didn't mouth off.
Selena: yeah, but that's just me, I would've mouthed off anyway.
I hear him sigh from the other end of the room.
Justin: so you know my girlfriend?
He adds, after a long and painful silence.
Selena: I really wish I didn't.
I sigh, not paying attention to what he is saying.
Justin: why do you hate her so much?
Selena: uhm because she's a bitch
Justin: you really shouldn't talk about people like that.
Selena: I don't see you denying it. I chuckle at his attitude, finding interest in the teachers hole puncher.
Selena: it's funny how I can't stand to be around her for more then ten seconds, but you somehow put up with her every day. Do you get paid or something?
Justin: you are in no place to judge my relationship Gomez, last time I checked, you don't have many of them.
I can't help but let my jaw drop, as his harsh words hit me. Even he looks shocked as to what he just said.
I dump the teachers shit back in her draw and slam it shut before standing up, Justin watching my every mood.
Before he can do so much as to move, I pace towards his desk and grab fist fulls of his collar.
I catch him off guard, and push him against the wall, his back smacks into the concrete.
Selena: don't even think for one second that you can begin to judge my relationships with any body.
I almost yell through gritted teeth.
Selena: you don't know anything about me, and if you ever do so much as to even think about mentioning my "relationships" with anyone, I will come and look for your sorry ass.
I shove him up against the wall once more, before taking my hands off him. I don't even bother to get my books as I walk out of the class room, I want to get as far away from him as possible.
