Survival Of The Fittest {Justin Bieber Fanfiction}

Chapter 4

I wake up to my alarm, and try to locate my phone without opening my eyes. Once my phone is found, I switch of the alarm, and get out of bed. I make my way over to the bathroom, and close the door. I look into the mirror.

"OH MY GOD!" I scream. Before I know it, Lilly is banging on the door. I open it, in fear. 

"What's hap..oh my god!" Lilly says in shock. We both stare in the mirror at the huge spot on my face. I never get spots. 

"Lilly, i'm freaking out. This can't be happening. Not today. Not the first day. I can't even. Like this isn't real, I know it isn't" I'm out of breathe as I pace up and down the bathroom floor.

"Well, um look on the bright side.." She says. I just stare at her, waiting for her answer.

"I got nothing." I give her a glare. "Here, just put some concealer over it. I'm sure no-one will notice."

After applying what felt like 10 layers of makeup to hide the montrosity, I get dressed. I put on my favourite pair of jeggings, which are very comfy, and roll them up at the bottom. I wear my grey California Muscle Tee from Forever 21, and wear my white converse. I tie my hair up into a messy ponytail, and apply my regular makeup which consists of 1 layer of mascara, and a small eyeliner flick. I don't go over it with makeup, I look the same without it to be honest. I grab my black leather jacket, and ask Lilly if she's ready to go. 

Lilly and I don't have the same classes today, apart from Art which is last period, so we agreed to meet each other before Art to walk together. I drop Lilly off to her class, since it was on the way, and too far from mine. I park my car, and start making my to my first class, Psychology. I walk into the classroom, and take a seat on the second row. I've never liked being in the front but I've never liked being right in the back. The classroom began to fill up, and people really seemed to get along with everyone, I thought it would b-

"Hey, is anyone sitting here?" My thoughts were cut off by a boy. He was really pretty. Blue eyes, and perfectly styled brown hair. I shake my head, and he gives me a smile. There's a few seconds of awkward silence. Until, the door opens, and there stands Justin. My eyes widen, as his lands on me, and the seat next to me. I gasp at the thought of him sitting near me. The thought gives me shivers.

"Did you hear me?" The boy next to me laughs.

"Sorry what?" I shake my head to forget about Justin being in the same class as me. He turns his head to follow where I am looking, and notices Justin. He turns back and tilts his head as if to ask me what's wrong. I shake my head telling him not to worry.

"What's your name?" He smiles.

"Oh, I'm Bree, Bree Turner" I return the smile. 

"Ethan, Ethan Moore." His smile turns larger. I can't help but giggle. 

"Hey mate." Ethan says. 

"What?" It takes me seconds to realise that he's talking to someone behind me. I turn around, and of course he'd be friends with Justin. He leans over me to bro fist Ethan. He sits back down, and gives me the 'hello nod'. How does he have the audacity to even try and talk to me? 

"You alright?" Justin asks.

I laugh at his question. "Am I alright? Oh, I don't kn-" I began to yell, until the professor walks in and silences the class. 

"Okay, class. I'm your teacher, Professor Karl and since today's your first day in college, I'll go easy on you. So we won't start work today, so go ahead and talk." He smiles. This isn't what I expected it to be. I thought we'd start work straight away. 

"What classes did you pick, Bree?" I turn to see Justin, smiling waiting for an answer.

"Like you care." I scoff. 

"Maybe I do," he shrugs.

"By the way, nice spot" He whispers, and soon chuckles. I feel my temper rising. Maybe it's not so much temper, but my unhappiness. I cover the spot with my hand, trying to make it less noticable. So far my first day is going unpleasant. 

"Do you two like know each other?" Ethan asks, looking confused.

"Well n-" I was cut off by Justin saying "Yes, we do." I literally feel like slapping him. We barely know each other. He knows nothing about me. If he did, he would've stopped giving me shit time ago. 

"Oh, how?" Ethan smiles.

"High school." Justin says, smirking. I have a feeling this isn't going to go well. I can almost feel the tears burning my eyes. The sounds of people laughing, and whispering about me fills my head. I'm getting dizzy. I really have to leave.

"Bree?" Justin taps me, dismissing me from my horrid thoughts, or memories. I shrug him off, disgust fills me. "What?" I ask, my tone harsh.

"Ethan was talking to you" He says, rolling his eyes. What the hell is wrong with him? First he's trying to apoligise for everything, and now here he is trying act like nothing happened, or nothing affected me. 

"I'm sorry..What did you say?" I smile, nervously at Ethan. 

"Did you two date?" I immediately feel sick. I look back at Justin, who is clearly trying to hide his smirk. Why is this all funny to him? What he did to me, and what it lead to was and is not funny. I can now feel the tears in the corner of my eyes, remembering what he said.

"No." My voice betrays me, cracking. I have to leave this classroom, before I start crying, that's the last thing I want. This is all a joke to him, and if I end up crying, he knows he has won. Not sure what he won, but I won't let him get the better of me, not anymore.

"I..um, I have to go." I blink a few too many times, making it apparent that I'm on the verge of tears. The bell goes just in time and I mentally thank whoever operates the bell system. It's been an hour already? I stand up, and gather my things, I drop my diary. Ugh, what's with me and dropping things? I bend down to pick it up, but I am, a second time, beaten to it by Justin. He picks up the book, and hands to me. I glare at him, giving him a quick "Thanks". I turn to walk away, until a warm hand wraps around my wrist, stopping me. 

"Bye Bree. Justin." Ethan smiles. I say bye to Ethan, and yank my hand from the light brown haired boy in front of me, ready to leave.

"Bree, listen I-" I stop him, by putting my hand up.

"Don't." I say and turn around, not looking back.

By the time I make it for the door, the class is empty. Even the teacher left. I wrap my fingers around the door handle, only for it to be shut again, by a large hand. I am spun around, so that we are face to face. I am met with an annoyed Justin, and I can practically hear his heart beating, and feel the walls closing in on me. 

(Sorry for the late update. I have been revising, and that. But I will try to update more, because the chapters are more or less in line with the storyline now and yeah. Keep reading :D )