Our Downside

Chapter 2

The morning bell rang and I sighed, sitting down in the back of the class.

"Morning class." Mrs.Bell said, writing out her lesson on the board and instructing us to copy down everything.

A piece of crumpled paper landed on my desk, Kylee waved at me and I rolled my eyes. I opened the piece of paper and read the note, giggling to my self.

C + J = love

She was still hung up on me running in to Justin. And just like all the good looking boys in this school, she had all the info on him.

"Care to share what your laughing about with the class?" I shook my head, slipping the paper in to my pocket. "No go ahead, since its so funny."

"No thank you." I said precisely, taping my fingers against the desk. "Wait for me outside." She pointed to the door. I glanced at Kylee who was red in the face, mouthing 'I'm sorry' as I walked out.

I leaned against the Wall and crossed my arms, waiting for her. Down the hall I could hear yelling from the office and it got louder as the door to the main office opened.

"If I see you back in my office Bieber you will be suspended!" Mr. Lyle yelled, Justin smirking at the ground. He slammed his office door and Justin flipped him off before walking to his locker.

"What did you do?" I laughed, raising and eyebrows as I approached him.

"You love talking to me, don't you?" He smirked, pulling his locker open and stuffing the detention papers inside. I was sure I didn't wanna know what he did, but I could use a good laugh.

"What'd you do, Bieber." I mocked him, leaning against the lockers. "Just being stupid in the parking lot with my dick head friends and one of them flipped a officer off and I got blamed." He shrugged, closing his locker and looking at me.

"I guess I should be asking what your doing out here."

"Got caught reading a note in class, also thanks to my friend." I laughed. "Let me see it."

I looked at him questionably, not sure, but it was only letters so he couldn't know what it meant. I took it out of my pocket and uncrumpled it.

"Oh, you gotta crush I see." He winked. I playful slapped his arm and took it from him. "No, she just likes to joke around."

I heard a slight throat clearing behind us, and I turned to see the teacher. She walked over to me and handed me the detention slip.

"Have fun." Justin said as I walked back in to the class.

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After 7th hour was over I dropped my books in my locker and walked up the stairs, trying to find the classroom where detention was going to be held.

I finally found it after roaming around forever, and the teacher looked pretty pissed.

"Your late."

"Don't you think I know that." I mumbled sitting in the desk behind Justin and next to a emo looking kid.

"Damn Cass, even I was on time." He said, sitting side ways.

"Whatever, when's this end anyway, I don't have all day." I scoffed rolling my eyes at the smirk on his face. "A hour maybe, depends on what you in for."

I huffed and put my headphones in. Justin grinned, tapping his fingers on my desk and running his other hand through his hair.

I could admit, Kylee was right. He was pretty Damn good looking. He kept his hair in good shape, and by the looks of the brands he was wearing, his parents must have some money. And he smells kinda good, sitting so close to him gave me an advantage.

His eyes were hypnotized, in a non weird sort of way. I noticed something about them yesterday but I was having a hard time focusing then too. He's good looking and am i'm sure he knows it, so I'm sure he's us to girl gawking over him.

Which is pretty much what I'm doing right now.

He raised an eyebrow, waving his hand in front of my face to snap me out of my trance. He knew I was staring, and he shook his head, his grin never leaving his face.

The rest of the detention period we sat like that, glancing at one another, laughing and giggling for no reason.

"You want a ride?" He offered, holding the school door open for me. What a gentleman.

"I guess, but how do I know I can trust you. You could be a psychopath." I joked." Ha ha, very funny. Just be lucky I'm nice enough to ask you. Or I could let you walk and possible get mugged."

"Shut up."

I Rolled my eyes and followed him to the car.

"You like? I got it for my birthday."

"Yeah, it's ok I guess." I shrugged. "You turned out to be nicer than I expected bieber. Care to tell me why?"

"Just be happy I'm somewhat of a nice guy."

"Tell me why though, we just met and your being all friendly." I looked at him, waiting for a real answer.

"I don't know, you seem like a cool girl I guess. I'll admit it's not everyday that you run into people in a deserted grave yard." He chuckled, "But you seem different, more relaxed I guess. All the girls I know are always after one thing from me." He huffed, ands stuck the key into the ignition.

"Oh, so are we like..., friends now?" He slowly nodded and began driving.

"Cool." I said quietly, sitting all the way back in the seat.

"Just don't get too attached, I'm known to break a lot of hearts." He chuckled, gripping the steering wheel with one hand.

"Don't flatter yourself, you alright, I guess." I shrugged my shoulders, lying as he could clearly see.

"Your saying that now."

"I'll always say that, where friends remember, nothing more, nothing less. No matter how much you flaunt your self around." I laughed, looking out the window.

"Nice."

"What's nice?"

"Your laugh, you laugh a lot. That's how I know you aren't so serious all the time."

"Wow, was that a compliment?" I asked, faking my amazement.

"Don't get to use to it." I rolled my eyes and reached toward the radio, only to have him catch my hand.

He held it there for a few seconds before I realized what he was doing and I pulled away.

"What? You don't like music?"

"No, just wanna talk to you." He winked, my cheeks blushing as i punched him in the shoulder reminding him to lay off the flirtatious comments.

"Well, were here." He said, putting the car in park.

"Thanks Justin." I thanked him and grabbed my bag. "Wait, you have a phone?" I nodded, and he scribbled his number on a piece of paper and handed it to me.

He smiled and I took it from him. I closed the door and gave him a small smile before he drove off.

I bit my lip anxiously, asking myself what I was doing. We just met and I'm already getting all soft over him. Maybe it's good, but it doesn't feel to good.

He was way too good looking to only be friends with, but I'm not that kind of girl.

So I guess I just made a new friend.

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