On her first day of college, Ariana meets a boy. The 2 made a mistake that no one can forgive them for, except her best friend, Alexa, and her brother, Frankie. But it will be alright, As Long As You Love Me.
(A/N There is a huge spider in this chapter, a picture, around the part they finish the song, just a warning.)
September 11th
Ariana Grande
The next morning, I wake up to my alarm and look around. Alexa's not here since she has much earlier classes, but mine don't start until 10:00 am. I brush my teeth, comb my hair, and get dressed, all before 9:30 am, and stop at Starbucks for a Vanilla Bean Frappuccino.
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"Ari!" Justin says, running to catch up with me.
"OMG, don't you ever leave me alone?" I say playfully.
"Actually, I kind of can't. You're carrying my child."
"Shh." I whisper, looking around at the other students.
"You look cute today."
"So I don't look cute any other day?"
"You know that's not what I meant, Ariana." He says seriously.
We walk into the building for our first class, Songwriting. (A/N I don't know about college classes but I don't feel like looking it up, so I'm just gonna make some up.)
"Ariana and Justin, you're late." The teacher, Professor Taylor, says.
"I'm sure you're late too. Motherfucking slut." I whisper, earning a glare from her.
"What was that, Ms Grande?"
"Nothing." I roll my eyes and sit next to Justin in the very back row, who took his seat right when we came in as he murmured a quick apology to the teacher.
"Alright class, I'll be expecting those songs tomorrow. Today we're learning about the parts of writing."
I raise my hand and she sighs before calling out my name.
"Yes, Ariana?"
"What if we don't wanna write our own songs?"
"Then you shouldn't be in this class." Ooh's and Ahh's float through the room as Justin places his hand on my thigh.
"None of us picked this class. Do you actually know how this college works? You choose what you wanna be and they pick your classes. I'm sure if we had a choice, no one would pick this class anyway." I whisper the last part and people around me laugh, and I roll my eyes at them.
"Ariana, this is your last chance with me. Please keep your smart comments to yourself."
"So you want me to be dumb?" She sighs and starts her lecture.
I take my phone out and start looking through my Instagram. She starts walking around the room, obviously trying to see what I'm doing. She walks down the row and I switch through my apps to the notes section. I roll my eyes and take out my laptop as she walks back down to the floor.
