Complicated (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Here I was. Looking in the mirror. I teased and combed an already perfect strand of my hair to to try and make it look even more perfect. Failed attempt. Now I just look a mess. Okay, I'm exaggerating. I simply brushed the piece of hair and pushed it back it to its spot. There. Perfect. As soon as I pulled out my favorite lipgloss to apply I hear my mothers voice. "Harley dear, you're gonna be late!' Wait, did I say mother? Oops, too good to be true. It was the voice of my maid, Dorota. Sad to say, but I considered her more of a mom than my actual one. Due to my mom and her stupid prestigious flight attendant job, she was never home. We're also filthy rich. I don't know how, I didn't even think flight attendant's got paid that much. But hey, what do I know?

"HARLEY, I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO COME UP THERE!"

Shit, I lost track of time. I quickly apply my lipgloss, grab my purse, and make a run for it, almost tripping over my own two fucking feet on the way down the fucking stairs. "Dorota, remind me again why are stairs are so fucking big? It's like twenty floors! I almost died."

"Oh dear, watch you mouth. And stop being so dramatic. It's not a good look on you."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah", I say sighing. Just as I was making my way out the door, I got stopped. Can't I just fucking leave already?

"Where do you think you're going missy? It's the first day of school, you need some food in your system! Now get here and eat. I made your favorite, french toast."

I must admit, my stomach rumbled at the thought. God, I was hungry.

"Here, eat up. You need the nutrients, can't have you falling asleep in class."

"Please Dorota. When do I ever fall asleep in class?", I say with my mouth stuffed full of french toast. So good. I could just co-nevermind.

"Your car is waiting outside dear, hurry up."

Ugh.

I grabbed my backpack, ready to head out the door, but I was stopped again. AGAIN. God, can't I just get this dreadful school day over with?

"Bye dear, have a great day at school!"

What should be a heartwarming comment just made my heart turn cold. It should be my mother here, seeing me off for my first day of tenth grade. Not my maid. But it's whatever, I'm used to it. This happens every year.

"Bye. I'm leaving now. See you later Dorota", I say slamming the door while I'm at it. I make my way to the car, and hop into it.

"Hi, darling! You excited?" my driver, Francesco, says.

"You know I'm not Francesco. You know I dread this day every year", I say scrolling through Twitter.

"Just try to make the best of it okay? It'll be over before you know it."

I'm sure it will. NOT

"We're here princess."

Ugh. Here I go. Another dreadful school year with all these dreadful people who I pretend to like. How great. Not. Well except, Sienna of course. The only person I actually truly like here.

As soon as I step my foot out of the car, I'm greeted by my dreadful minions waiting there for me. God, don't they have something better to do with their lives? I put on the fakest smile I can muster.

"Hi girls, I missed you all so much! Sahara, you mind fetching me a bottle of water? I'm parched", I say. Even though I really wasn't.

"Don't you wanna stay and talk about your summer? We haven't seen each other in months! How was the Hamptons?", she says a little too excitedly for my liking. It's not like I actually liked her.

"I'll tell you guys the details by the bleachers at 2 sharp, k?" A lie.

"Ok!" they chirp. How disgusting.

"I'll be right back I'm going to go get my schedule and look for Sienna." Yes, I actually decided to get my own schedule this year. Even though I should've made that bitch Erin go get it. Who names their child Erin anyway?

And with that, I make my way up the dreadful steps of Riverpark High. Here goes nothing.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

HI GUYS. This is my first story that I'm actually writing without abandoning the thought. I'm pretty excited about it even though it'll probably get barely any views (I can hope). BUT YEAH. Comments would be nice. I love reading comments. So yeah, I have a lot planned for this book and I hope you guys enjoy it.

-Imani