Who is Justin Bieber?

1. Moving To Canada

I sat in the car staring out the window. "Only 5 more minutes," my dad told me. We came driving from the airport to our new home. My parents divorced 3 months ago so my dad wanted to move and start fresh. Learn a new language and have somewhere to start all over again. He asked if I wanted to come and believe me; I did! I was dying back there in Europe. I just hated it, I don't even really know why but I was struggling with my life and starting over again would also be something good for me, I guess.

The cab stopped and I got out of the car. My dad walked to the movingcar with all the stuff for our new house and told the people they could just put it in the garden and the living room. Then, later, we could put everything on the right place.

"Hello Pattie!" my dad said to a lady who came walk up to him. She was short, had brown hair and a gorgeous smile. "Welcome in Canada," the lady, I guess named Pattie, said to my father. "Is that your daughter? She looks a lot like you!" she said pointing to me and I gave her a small smile and grabbed my bag.

"JUSTIN!! Come and give our new neighbors a little help," she screamed into the house she came from.

"Okay okay," I heard a voice say but then I walked into my new house and went searching for my room. My dad already had let everything get painted and my room was as far as done. There already was a bed too. It wasn't so hard to find because it was all pink. I threw my bag on the bed and went outside again.

There were two boys standing with my dad and the lady. One of them turned around and oh god he was hot!! I don't know if I was right but his mouth opened a bit like he just saw someone very hot or someone who looked like an idiot. Okay, what had happened to me? Was my hair weird or was there any mascara under my eyes ?!?

I walked slowly further trying to give a smile but I didn't noticed the box in front of me and fell over it.

"Are you okay?" the boy said as he helped me up. "Yes," I said as I tried to clean my jeans. I looked up and saw his beautiful hazel brown eyes, he laughed. He seriously had the most perfect smile. Ever!

The other boy walked towards us. "Hey, I'm Ryan," he said handing me his hand which I shook.

"Hi, I'm uh.. Alyssa," I said smiling.

"I am Justin, welcome here," he said with his gorgeous smile.

"Thank you," I said and walked back to my father. Pattie and Ryan were both looking weird at me but I didn't know why. "Something wrong?" I asked them but they just shook their heads.

"Shall I help you bring some stuff to your room?" Justin asked me.

"yeaahh.. sure," I said as I gave him a box with some of my stuff and grabbed one myself. I walked to my room and Justin followed me. We walked my room in. "Wow, that is.. pink," he said laughing. I placed my box on the desk and Justin placed his beside it.

"You like it here?" he asked me. "It's okay" I answered.

"So where is your mom?" he asked me. I just looked at him not really wanting to answer because everybody will ask why they are divorced and I'd rather not talk about that. "If I may ask.." Justin added quietly.

"You can ask me another time," I said and tapped on his nose and walked towards the door.

"Oh you are that kind of girl?" Justin said. I turned around

"What kind of girl?" I asked, confused.

"The girl that acts like she doesn't know me," he said raising his eyebrow. I was confused, what was he talking about?

"Uh.. I just met you.." I responded awkwardly.

He raised his eyebrow again. "Yes, and you just happened to meet Justin Bieber" he said.

"Justin Bieber? If Bieber is your last name, what does it matter?" was he just being arrogant because of his last name? Weird boy..

"I am famous; one time, baby, boyfriend, as long as you love me.." he said while making a 'duhh' face.

"Oh so you are that kind of boy? The one who feels like he is so cool because he has made some songs and probably has some fans on the internet? Okay. But you're probably not so famous because I have never heard of the name 'Justin Bieber' before" I said. He just gave me a look saying 'are you serious?'. "And uhm.. thank you for helping me with the boxes, Justin Bieber," I said giving him a nice smile and walked back outside. The 'Justin Bieber' I said kind of sarcastic because.. what the hell? He feels cool because he is famous.. officially weird!

Everybody had left and my father was downstairs making everything ready.. Well just putting everything on the right place but he said he didn't need any help so I just went to my room and started unpacking my stuff. I made my bed, it is even more pink and girly now. I was almost done with unpacking my clothes when someone knocked on the door.

"Hello beauty", a male voice said. I recognized that voice..

"Ughh", I answered turning around, "go annoy someone else with your 'I'm famous and everybody wants me now' talk."

He laughed. I wasn't being funny. Why the hell was he laughing that asshole...

"My mom asked me to come get you because we're going to eat in half an hour. You and your dad are joining so..", he said, leaning against the wall. Ughh why didn't my dad told me.. now he had to 'come and get me' really?

"Come and get me?" I asked him. Did he think I was a thing or something ?

"Oh.. Uhh.. Yes.. Pick you up.. Let you know dinner is almost ready", he said. I guess he thought didn't knew what he meant.

"Uhu.. I am not dumb I know what you said but you don't 'come and get me', I'm not a thing", I said annoyed.

"I know beautiful lady", he winked. Ughh this boy... he drives me crazy in less then 5 minutes, how?!

"Ok I'll be there", I said hoping he'd leave. I turned around and finished my clothes but when I turned back Justin was still there.

"You can leave?" I said sort of questioning why he was still there.

"No.. You don't know where my house is..", Justin said smirking.

"Uh.. next to mine", I said. He really did thought I was stupid.

"That's Ryan's house cutie," he smirked. Ohh..

"Ohh.." I said awkwardly grabbing a coat from my closet. I felt my cheeks turn red so I just tried to cover it with my hair. I put my coat on and walked towards the door. Justin stood there looking weird at me. "What?", I asked him.

He laughed, "Nothing but it's not that cold outside". Again he had to say something about me.. I hate this boy already and I only am here for one day yet.

Justin walked down the stairs outside and I followed him. We walked for like 3 minutes when we arrived at, what I guess was, Justin's house. We walked in and my dad was sitting on the couch with Justin's mom.

"Heey, dinner is only ready in 15 minutes so Justin, give her something to drink or show her the house or something." His mom said. No I didn't want anything from him.. why did she had to say that..

"Do you want something to drink?" Justin asked me, sort of nicely.

"No, thank you," I said giving him a fake smile. "Okay", he smirked and grabbed my hand then ran to a room with me.

I screamed when it was a dark room and Justin closed the door. I heard footsteps and then, a few seconds later, felt his hands on my hips. "Hands off or I will scream again, and is there no light in here?", I warned. Justin mumbled something but let go of my hips and then the lights went on.