Justin Bieber: I Call It A Dare Game (FANFICTION)

Chapter 2

I walked out of my bed and fixed my purple blankets into its original state, well not that original state, really. After that, I headed to the bathroom and opened a cabinet in there. I took out a bathrobe and settled it in a rack. I took off all of my clothes one by one and threw it to the dumpster (Yep, that's what I call the laundry basket!) I walked to the shower and turned it on. Just the usual: shampoo, soap, conditioner, soap again and water. After finishing, I strapped the bathrobe and walked to my closet. I opened it and scanned for something to wear. What about, denim shorts again and a sweatshirt? Yeah. So, I pulled a faded denim and a dark blue sweatshirt then headed outside. I blowed dry my hair and looked carefully in the mirror.

"My my! Why so scorching?" I voiced out to myself with the tone I call, bitchy.

Of course Im not like that, but I would not want anybody to call me ugly. Or else, damnation shall start.

"CARA JENNEL MAYNE!! YOU GET DOWN HERE AT ONCE!!"

Holy crap, why is he acting like he's dad? "TYLER JENNEL MAYNE!! STOP ACTING LIKE YOUR DAD FOR PETE'S SAKE!!" I yelled back at him. I felt a rush of heat strangle my head for he did this again, calling me out loud like he's dad.

"YOU WANT TO GET ULCER OR SOMETHING?! GET YOUR A*S DOWN HERE AND EAT SOMETHING!!" He also yelled back with his voice coming closer to the door.

"Are you gonna eat or not?!" then he stuck his body at my door leaving me dumbstricken.

I held my hands up in the air, "Okay, bro! Chill!" I said as I walk past him with hands still raised up.

"Shut the fvck up, Cara." He hissed angrily as he also takes the flight downstairs.

"What happened to you?" I said to him, abruptly stopping my paces.

"Oh, move over!" He hissed again, pushing me aside.

"Why?" Then I held my hips and just looked at him in the eye to persuade him more.

"Well, Margaux just broke up with me just 15 minutes ago." He said as he walk past me.

"So, that's why youre being hotheaded to me?" I said sarcastically as I sat on the table and pours a chocolate syrup above my pancakes.

"No. You havent eaten anything yet that's why Im this." He said as he opens the fridge and takes out a chocolate cake.

I mumbled, "I know youre mad at her. Why did you guys split?" then I took another chunk of pancake.

"Because of Angie.. She just had a picture with me!" His tone suddenly became harsh and his eyes became devilish like.

"It depends. She must go crazy mad if the picture was you and Angie doing se-" Then he cut me off with a hiss.

"Shut your green mind close, Cara!!"

I held my fork up in the air while mumbling, "What?? She must go crazy mad if the picture was you and Angie doing SE-LFIE!!"

"Whatever Cara." Then he splashed me a dirty look which caused me to smirk more.

"Oh. Tyl, you remember my pink plush long sleeve shirt?"

He looked at me with a smug look written in his face. "Thanks for even caring about what happened with me and Margaux. Really."

I look startled, "I just want to divert your attention to something else." I stood up and placed the plate in the sink and just stood there.