Scandal - Justin Bieber

Chapter 7: Plans and Plans

Chapter Seven; Scandal

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@justinbieber:

@aubreyowenss that close. That close to getting you and you knee me in the balls? Just so you know, I know what your car looks like.. and your ex-bff

@aubreyowenss:

@justinbieber that's all you've got against me? Livy and my car? Lets see, I've got Selena, media, many powerful people.

@justinbieber:

@aubreyowenss Alright, but lets not forget about your date I ruined!

@aubreyowenss:

@justinbieber I met him the day before that. He really didn't matter to me, but let's bring up Ms. Blondie?

@scooterbraun:

@justinbieber don't even stoop down to her level of stupidity. You know better than this.

Bieber didn't even answer back. Yep, I just won the argument. It really seems like he does have a blonde. The way he doesn't even seem to defending himself.

Plan, dye my hair blonde, and stick around Bieber! Like wear sunglasses, and try to hide my natural blemishes that he can notice. He can probably notice me by the way I talk, but oh well, taking chances.

I was thinking of texting Livy my plan, but I forgot. We're not friends anymore. Brian and I aren't on the same page right now, and Mason thinks I'm low. I'm very low for doing that.

Speaking of the devil. Mason was knocking at my door, I saw him rocking on his heels outside of the living room window. Since I'm home alone, I had no choice but to answer it, and when I did, he smiled at me. "I thought I was too low for you?"

"And I don't matter to you," he smirked. "But I think we can work out our differences."

"Then why'd you ignore me earlier?" I asked, leaning against the door. I was holding up my balance, as I crossed my leg over the other. "You called me low, then walked away. I tried talking to you, but you didn't answer me."

"One, I was pissed because you distracted me from getting my touchdown. After that, I was still pissed because I can't believe you were doing that to Justin Bieber. Like, anyone, even haters, would be blessed to even have him near them."

"You could've at least told me to bug off, instead of ignoring me." I said. "I might seem heartless, but I do have feelings."

"I know, but you shouldn't be doing this. Even if it is true, you didn't have to tell everyone. Blackmail was the best option." Mason said, pulling his hands from behind his back, revealing different colored flowers. He held them out, and I took them, and sniffed them.

"They're beautiful."

"Like you." He smiled at me, then started rocking on his heels again. Corny, but it made me feel confident about myself. No boy has ever called me beautiful, other than my hair dresser. Mason meant it in an affectionate way. "Do you have any plans tomorrow?"

"Yes, actually." I hate having to cancel on him for a scandal, but Bieber this close to plummeting out of fame. "I'm getting my hair done tomorrow, then I'm.. uh.. I'm going to my Grandma's."

"Could I come?" He pleaded. "I love old ladies."

"What?"

"Not love.. Like love love, but they're adorable!" He grinned.

"My Grandma isn't very fond of strangers. And my Grandpa doesn't like boys being around me." Lies on top of lies always lead into a bigger lie. I'm a great liar, so this could maybe work out. Mason sighed.

"I understand. When or if you're free, you've got my number." He turned around. He trotted down the several steps, then went to his car. I watched him pull off, and I quickly ran to my phone. Brian had popped up quickly because I was thinking of texting him earlier.

To: Brian

I've got a new friend for you...

From: Brian

Who?

-still pissed at you

To: Brian

A guy I have a date with two days from now :) tomorrow I'm going somewhere, I need you to keep him company and tell him things about me. Just so he can ask me less questions

-I know but you know you luff me

From: Brian

Call me later, and then tell me everything. I need a guy friend

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Yesterday was an eventful day. Bieber catching me, me kneeing him in the balls, setting up a date with Mason. Today's the day I'm going to act like Justin's bimbo play toy. I've made a Belieber page that already has about 3K followers, and the people I followed are keeping me updated on where Bieber is.

Right now, he's at a hotel, but his van is in the parking lot. And right now, I'm just arriving at the salon. I've written out my plan, and it includes holding his hand. He held my waist which was awkward, but holding his hand will be even more awkward. But then I'm going to whisper in his ear.

"Do you have an appointment?" Kristin asked, looking up at me from the computer. "Oh hey Aubrey! Drew is right that way."

I walked to where she pointed, and Drew beamed with excitement when he seen me. He hugged me, then lead me to the sink. "Your ends are spilt! Why didn't you come earlier in the month? I've missed you!"

"I'm not here to get my ends cut." I smirked. "I'm here to get my hair dyed blonde."

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I'm not very good at titles so don't judge. Just so you guys know, I'm a Belieber and what I'm doing doesn't mean I hate him. Fan FICTION, so obviously it's fake.

I'm not even close to starting the real fan fic and I already have an idea for a new one. I should start it now, and write while I'm writing this. Is that a good idea?