Plan Revenge - Justin Bieber

Chapter 3

Brian has just decided to join us, but I had to pick him up first. Julie was in the passenger seat, practicing her fake crying. She's mastered it, but she couldn't get tears to fall. So before I drop her off, I'm going to splash water on her face. "Shut up! Wait until we get there!" Brian complained as he got in the backseat of my car.

We were fifteen minutes away from the stadium, and when we got near it, we already heard screaming and a lot of chatter. Once we pulled up into an alleyway? We watched as girls and some boys were leaving. Some were walking, and some were getting into cars.

"Let's go, everyone is mostly gone." Brian said, and opened his door. I grabbed the water bottle, and we all had closed the door softly so no one heard it. Brian was following Julie, and I was following hem. Once everyone was gone, we heard a little bit of an echoed conversation from inside.

"Hurry!" Julie exclaimed. She clicked the button on her shorts, that made the microphone turn on. I quickly splashed water on her face, and right after I closed it, the door opened. Brian and I ran to the car, and sat inside.

The app that let us hear the conversation was already up, so we were watching from across the street, and listening.

"So, I was like-you hear that?" Justin voice was heard from behind her crying. "Someone's crying."

"It's probably just another one of your crazy ass fans." Mason, him, really?

"No," he stopped. Julie was kneeled down against the wall, and Justin's crew went onto the bus that just pulled up. Julie started crying louder so Justin would find her, and when he did, he quickly leaned down. "What happened? Why are you out here like this?"

She slowly looked up, and her face was really red. "I-It's per-personal."

"Do you want a ride home?"

"T-That's one reason why I'm out here like this."

Justin picked her up, and as far away as I was from her, I could see the hatred fill her eyes.

We couldn't see what was happening on the bus, so we just listened.

"What's your name, babe?"

"Audrey Rowens." she sniffed, and I could just imagine the look on his face.

"Well-I...uh.. Is there anything I could do for you?" there was a pause. "What's this?"

"A-A bruise. My mom died, my dad is a womanizer and when he brought three old women into the house, one hit me, and my leg hit something, and made this big bruise. And well.. I guess you found out why I was crying outside."

He cleared his throat, and I really just wanted to see his face.

"Can I ask, how your mom died?"

"Car accident, why?"

"Oh god," he whispered slightly, and then coughed a little. "Let's get you home."

Julie

Justin is so gullible, and he really fell for that. I'm now telling the bus driver directions go my house, and we had stopped at a stoplight. "Where the bathroom at?" I asked Justin, and he pointed toward the back of the bus.

Once I went in, I sighed to myself. Pulling my phone out the inside of the robe, I quickly called Aubrey, and she answered. "Did you hear? This prick is so gullible."

"Just wait unto he starts catching feelings." Brian spoke into the phone. "Don't do anything freaky while I'm gone!"

"I won't, now I've got to go. I'm going to get dropped off about four houses down from yours, so be on the porch when we drive past."

"Alright."

When I came out, we were just turning on to Aubrey's street. "This is so ironic." Justin whispered to himself as I sat down. The windows weren't that tinted and one window was open, so as we were driving past him and Aubrey were looking dead into each other's eyes. Aubrey rolled her eyes and threw something back at Brian and laughed. Justin slid into his seat, and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Do you know her? You guys had that cliché staring at each other moment." I asked, sitting down, but not sitting too close. He didn't answer, so I poked his arm breaking him from his trance. "Do you?"

"Y-Yeah, she's my ex."

"If you don't mind, why'd you guys break up?"

"She's a total bloke who doesn't care about people's feelings."

Fucking liar, I'm so happy I still had the microphone on, because I'm sure Aubrey heard that. Instead of sitting on the bus, I got up, and walked toward the door. Justin walked me out, and I stopped him, because I didn't know who's house we were in front of. "Well, thanks Justin, I'll see you around I guess?"

"Here, take my number just in case you don't want to stay home anymore?" He asked, and wrote his number on my wrist with his sharpie.

"I have a house slash camp outside of Stratford, so I'll probably be gone."

That totally just screwed up his mind. "Yeah, okay, I guess bye."

"Yeah, bye." They stayed there, I guess waiting until I walked in the house. It wasn't my house, so I walked in the backyard, and knocked on a piece of wood to make it seem like I shut the door. They pulled off, and I ran to the street to Aubrey's house. "He's a fucking liar, and I was his close to hitting him in the head with his own shoe!"

"Yeah, we know."


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Sorry it's short :(