Usher's Hidden Princess

Meeting Julliard, and I'm a Single Pringle again(:

Meeting Julliard,

and

I'm

a

Single

Pringle

again(:

-Justin's P.O.V-

I have completely lost my chances with Brooke. She now has a boyfriend.

It's been two weeks since the MTV awards, and I lost my chance.

His name is Chase Hamliton.

Tour, is now boring. Chase is always talking to Brooke, and she is always texting, she wont

play video games, she doesn't do anything anymore.

Even Chaz, and Ryan try to hang out with her, and she just says

'Not now, guys. I'm talking to my boo'

The only people she really talks to now, is her dad, her brothers, and my mom.

It's like the rest of us, aren't important.

I have been down in the dumps over this, and I know I shouldn't

be because we weren't dating, but it still hurts. We shared amazing kisses, and I loved feeling her skin against mine

I miss her smile, I mean I see it, but it's always for Chase.

Right now, I'm playing MW3 with Chaz, and Ryan. Brooke is on the other couch, texting, giggling.

Her brown eyes shining, as she laughs quietly to herself. My remote vibrated telling me, I was killed. I glanced up just

ChazAlmighty Headshot.

Damn it! I glanced of to him, and he was smirking. I exited the game, and sat my purple

controller down, and grabbed my phone. I pushed myself off of the couch. I pulled up my pants, and stood straight, bending

backwards, as my back cracked. Brooke's phone started ringing. She eeped and answered it.

"Hey boo."

She giggled,

"No, I haven't told them... I know, I can't wait... We will be there tomorrow... Ha, I know... Okay... Bye baby."

I raised my eyebrows, and she glances up.

"What?" She asked with attitude. Wow really. I shook my head, and walked into my room. I heard her snort.

I slammed my bedroom door, and plopped onto the bed. Why does she have to be with Chase?

Why can't she be mine? Ever since she started dating him, she has become a bitch.

I thought, I. I don't know.

loved her.

I don't know what to do. I'm so confused, and we'll be in Florida tomorrow.

I was going to take her on a date, when we got to Florida, but I guess, I can't.

I closed my eyes, and cover them, with my arms, as my door opens. I felt a dent in my bed, and the sweet innocent little voice, I have missed so much.

"Justin what is wrong?"

She asked, oh don't try to be nice, now. I groaned.

"Why do you care?" I asked, with attitude. She didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then she sighed.