This is All Your Fault *Justin Bieber*

Chapter 1

I walked into third period. Ms. Palidino was blabbering on about some useless shit as always. I wasn't going to go to school at all but I didn't want to listen to mother rant on about how school is important.

"Ms. Butler your late." Ms.P said bluntly.

"And I give a shit because..." I replied taking a seat in the back of the classroom with Jason and Jake.

"Because the next time your late to my class, your getting a detention" She said.

"Go for it. Give me one right now. We all know i wont show up and I get one every fucking day, another one added to my list wont fucking kill me"

"That type of language will not be tolerated in my classroom!" She said angrily. She can't tell me what to do!

"I can say what ever the fuck I want when ever the fuck I want. So why don't you shut the fuck up and stop trying to tell me useless shit so I can catch up on my sleep." I said while leaning my head against the wall and closing my eyes. I could hear the Jake and Jason laughing at my response.

"That's it to the office. You and your little friends." We all got up and left the class but of course we didn't go to the office, we all went home.

We walked out the front door of the school and into the frigid November air. We walked to my house, seeing as though it was the closest to the school. The cold breeze blew straight through the holes in my jeans. I guess Jason had noticed because all of a sudden I was pulled into his warm, muscular body. Jason is one of my best friends. I have known him since kindergarten, and same for his twin brother Jake.

When we finally got to my house we ran through the front door to get out of the cold. I closed it behind me and entered my dark living room. I flipped on the light switch. My mom was sitting on the couch.

"Shouldn't you be at work or something?" I asked in a bitchy tone as always.

"Isabella, what did I say would happen next time you were late to school?" My mothers harsh voice startled me. I rolled my eyes.

"That I'd have to go live with Ryan for a year"

Ryan is my older brother. Most of you know him as Ryan Butler, best friend of Justin Bieber. My mother has always favorited him over me because unlike me he listens to my mom. I don't care what my mom says, I do what I want. I haven't really talked to him in a while. Let's just say we had a "incident" a few years back involving Bieber.

"That's exactly what's going to happen. I booked your flight for tomorrow morning and-"

"NOO!!!" I cut her off.

"I can't stay with Ryan! You know what happened last time, what if it happens again. " I shouted. At this point I sounded really whiney.

"He's going to be a good influence on you. Your going and that's final. Anything not packed by tomorrow at 8:30 is staying here." She said walking out of the living room and into the kitchen.

I stomped up stairs, Jake and Jason following behind me.

"This is for real this time." Jake frowned slumpishly sitting on my bed.

"I guess so" I said. Jason and I copying his actions.

"Will you guys take me to the airport tomorrow?" I asked sadly.

"If course, we wouldn't miss it for the world." Jason half smiled.

"We should get going. You need to pack. " Jake said, with the frown still plastered on his face.

They both gave me a hug and left. I sighed and pulled out my zebra suitcase set. My grandmother got me them for Christmas. Clearly she doesn't know me that well because if she did I would have dark blue, solid color suitcases. I pulled out all my clothes from my bureau and put them into the largest suitcase. My wardrobe basically consists of ripped jeans and band t shirts. I stopped what i was doing.I zipped up the suitcase that i was working on and pulled out a new one.

I got up and walked over to my closet slowly. Never in a million years did i ever think i would wear anything in this closet. My closet was full of clothes from family or friends who didnt know me that well, so everything was way to girly for my liking. I pulled everyhting out and put it into the suitcase.

"New place..New me" I muttered to myself

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*Next day*

I looked at myself in the mirror. I decided to follow through with my 'more girly me' plan. I was wearing black legging with a gray long sleeve crop top and a blue floral scarf with combat boots.(picture on the side) My long blonde hair was curled and parted to the right. I ran down the stairs and outside to where my mom, Jason, and Jake were all talking. Jake and Jason gave me an odd look.

"Bye, call me when you land. I want to make sure you find Ryan, alright?" My mom said as I was getting into Jason's car. We were leaving to drop me off at the airport.

"Yup" I said popping the p and rolling my eyes. I slammed the car door. I kind of feel bad for being so mean to my mom but seriously SENDING ME WITH RYAN, EVEN AFTER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME?!?! That was a bitch move! The car was silent until Jake decided to break it.

"What's up with the outfit?" Jake laughed.

"I'm trying something new, okay." I yelled as Jake raised his hands in defense.

"As long as it isn't to impress Bieber I think it's a great idea." Jason said supportively.

"I couldn't give two shits about Justin." I said reassuringly.

"Are you still mad about the whole Bieber thing?" Jason asked.

"Not as much as before. What time does my flight take off?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"8:45" Jason and Jake replied simultaneously. I laughed. They do that all the time. I swear they have twin telepathy.

Not long after we pulled up at the airport. The boys helped me to take my suitcases out of the trunk of Jason's Range Rover. I looked at them and tears started brim in my eyes. Jason pulled me into a tight hug.

" I love you Isabelly Button. I'll come and visit as soon as I can."

I pulled away and gave Jake a hug.

" Bye Bella balls, I love you text me when you land."

I wheeled my suitcases through the automatic doors of the airport. I turned around and gave the boys a half smile and a final wave. With that they were out of my sight. I wiped my tears from my eyes and pulled my plane ticket out of my sweatshirt pocket to find my gate number. I read it and headed towards the sign that read "gate 19B". I sat down in the most uncomfortable seat ever and pulled my suitcases to the right of me. I can already tell this is gong to be a long day. My flight to Canada is supposed to be 10 hours! Then when I land I'm stuck with Ryan and worst of all Bieber.

"Flight 19B to Toronto is now boarding." Said a female flight attendant over a loud speaker.

I groaned as I stood up. I dragged my suitcases along behind me as I boarded the plane. I searched for my seat number which was seat number 2A. I looked at the second row and I noticed that this was the only row with one seat. I shrugged and put my luggage in the over head compartments. I'm actually glad I'm sitting alone so I don't have to sit with some weirdo that I don't know. I sat down and leaned onto my arm. I plugged my headphones into my iPhone and put them into my ears. My favorite song starred to play. Dance Dance by Fall Out Boys. I hummed the tune. Before I knew it we were taking off. My home, my friends, my family, my school were all getting further and further away every second. I always complain about living in Atlanta but once you realize what your leaving you start to miss everything, down to the little convenient store on the corner of Reed and State. I silently cried to myself. This was going to be a long year.....