Bieber_Thuggin

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Great.... a new school. That means classes, mean people, and more damn stress. Perfect... and it's all thanks to my "loving" parents.

I got my schedule from the office, and headed to my first class, English. At least my first period was my favorite subject. I shuffled toward my class, and was suddenly pushed to the ground. I looked up from the ground, and a boy. His eyes.... "Watch where you're going." He spat. "Hey!" I said, getting up quickly. "I don't who the hell you are, but, I'm Y/n..." I said, a bit quiet. "I know. New girl..." He rolled his eyes. "And what are you, Mr. Bad-fuck ass?" I cursed, and he glared at me, and walked past me.

A few girls came up to me, with scared faces. "Oh, my god! You don't know what you just did!" One of them said. "Told him off." I replied, folding my arms. "It was a huge mistake!" Another one of the girls said. "Umm, okay... Whatever." I said. "Well, good luck. I'm Tessa, by the way. And this is Mira, and Kaylie." "I'm Y/n..." "Cool. Well, I gotta go. See you later. Come on, guys." Tessa said, and ran off.

I headed to English.

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I was about to walk home from school, when I was pushed against a locker. I looked up, and saw that boy again. "What the hell?" I said, glaring at him. "I'm warning you, princess." "I'm not scared of you." "You should be." "And why is that?" I said, smirking. "You'll see..." He said, and let go of me, and walked away.

The hell?

"Wait! Come back! You never even told me your name! You asshole!" I cursed again at him, and he turned around, and grabbed my wrists. I gasped, trying to get my hands free. "Jason. Jason McCann. Stop calling me cuss words, or bad things will happen, okay, princess?" "Fuck you." I spat, and he pushed me against the lockers again. We were so close to each other...

Before I knew it, his lips were on mine, hard but passionately. We were kissing for a few minutes. And then he finally pulled away.

He smirked. "See you tomorrow." He said, and kissed me lightly, and left.

What the hell was going on? Two wrongs make a right? Well, we both were wrong....is that what made it feel right?

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