Hired for Hatred. [Justin Bieber Fan Fiction]

Chapter - Two.

Comment and vote guys please! There will be sex scenes in this book! but these past few chapters are just going to be teasers for now... alright? Hope you enjoy! Xoxo

Arianna ~ 

"Why are you one watch again?" Kylie groaned in annoyance, she begged me to come over today. But it was certainly a no go deal, I made a promise to Mr. Anderson I'd watch today's detention class.

"I'm sorry guys.. I promised." Shoving my books into my locker, I swing my bag over my shoulder. Before slamming the metal door shut. I wish I didn't have to. Oh. Believe me today is going to be complete, and utter hell.

It was no surprise walking into an empty room. Were any of those jerks going to even show up? Sitting quickly at the teachers desk, almost as if on cue Mr. Bieber himself walks through. Scowl on his face as one of our school security guys hold him in a tight grip.

"Thanks Rick." I smile broadly at him, Rick was a big guy, one of the five security we have here. We don't need many, most of them are fast, and strong. Five is more then enough.

"No problem sweetie." He smiled, throwing Justin into the room. "If this one gives you any trouble. I am a call away.." Pointing an accusing finger at Justin, I tilt my head back in laughter as he walked away eyeing the boy suspiciously.

"I think I can handle it from here." I smiled, a genuine smile is what he gives me back. I love most of the teachers here, we get along so well. Like I'm not even a student to be honest.

"Suck up.." Justin mumbled, rolling my eyes. I stand up from my seat, leaning against the large brown desk. Crossing my arms over my chest, I eye him suspiciously.

"Here all the rules." I spoke flatly, I should have known non of his dickhead friends were going to show up. And the only real reason he did, was, well. Because he got caught. "No talking, no passing notes, no phones, and no getting out of your seat till time is up." I mumbled, why I'm telling him this? I have no idea it isn't like he's really going to listen either way. Walking back over to the teachers chair, I slouch down low. Letting out a sigh, you have no idea how much I'd cherish being home right now.

"Why do you offer to do this, good two shoes?" He says, snapping my head up towards his direction. I narrow my eyes. "I thought I said no talking." hearing him snicker I sigh. "Ever heard of College? I want to get in a good one.." I speak flatly, does he even know about college?

"Ok.." He says slowly, "But, this is all you do. You help teachers. Get good grades. Haven't you ever wondered what it's like to live care free?" He questions, a smirk evident on his face. I ponder he's question. I'm not even capable of coming back with a good come back. That question has me stumped, I have always wondered what it was like to live his life. Fuck whoever he wants to whenever he wants to. As slutty as that sounds it's beside the fact. Not having to worry about grades, or my parents. Care free would be nice.

"No." I say simply, harsh within my words. It's far from the truth, I have always wondered. I will always wonder what it's like. For fuck sake, I'm a virgin. 

"Ah." He chuckles, bringing his feet up to rest on the desk top. Rolling my eyes, what happened to actually following the rules. "I bet you're a virgin." A smirk plastered across his face, I can feel my cheeks heating up. A quiet gasp leaving my mouth. What the actual fuck. He isn't allowed to speak to me like that. 

"There's no talking." I hiss, pointing to the board where it is well written in fine print. Made by only the best. Me. 

"This is classic, you're a senior virgin!" He laughs, throwing his head back in laughter. I grip the sides of the desk, what a complete ass. What have I ever done to him, he has no reason to medal into my personal business. Hissing slightly, I need to control my anger. It isn't that hard to, but he makes my anger go above and beyond. Before I know it, he's standing up. He's literally broke every damn rule.

"Why can't you listen!" I bark, is it that hard? To take a seat and shut up for an hour. One fucking hour, a smirk is still on his face. I have to nearly throw the desk over, to restrain my hand from hitting him in the face.

"Arianna Smith, do you want to have sex.." He taunts, moving slickly away from in front of the desk and towards behind it. Exactly where I am standing, swallowing down the growing lump in my throat. I try and try to mutter any words that can fly to my head. 

"You're delusional.." I shake my head, my cheeks must be red as a tomato by now. I gasp as his hands grasp onto my hips tightly, pulling me into him from behind. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a pool down there. He's handsome. Channing Tatum handsome. You can't go wrong there, but this is wrong. On so many levels.

"You know I've never been with a virgin." His hot breath hits the back of my neck, and I shiver. I already know he's smirking. Feeling accomplished with this hold he has over me, this would be foolish. Hooking up with him. Why would I do that. Ari, because you need every high school experience. That voice in the back of my head is taunting, so taunting and I am ready to say yes before my mind can catch up with my mouth. But I restrain myself from doing so, putting my mouth into a thin line.

"What's your proposition here..?" I can't believe I am even considering this. I can't help myself. My women hood wants him. It wants him so bad, and I am tired of being a virgin. This isn't something I want to do just because other girls aren't virgins anymore. I want to do it for me for fuck sake!

"I'm just saying. What's so wrong with hooking up." He whispered, his hot breath fanning my neck before he, undigs his fingers from my hips and backs away slowly. I stay in my position, I am completely and utterly flustered and he doesn't need to know it. "No one would have to know.." He trails off, "One quick high school fling, before we never see each other again.." "You'd get what you want. And I'd get what I want." He shrugs,

"Oh yeah?" I question, " And what might that be." 

"Pleasure." His voice was so husky, so lustful, and attractive. I couldn't stop myself from turning around and crashing my lips on his. Messily he lifts me, setting me on the teachers desk. This is wrong on so many levels. My jacket gets ripped off, as he roughly pulls it down my arms. Unbuttoning my shirt as he throws his to the side. Wait.

"No strings attached?" I confirm, He nods "No strings attached.." He confirms out of breath, I point to the door mouthing lock it. Quickly he runs to the door locking it, and putting the blinds down. Damn it I'm going to hell for this.

Squealing as he lifts me off the desk, kissing me on my neck. Moans fill out the room, a classroom is were I lost my virginity guys. And I can't even hate on it, because it was magnificent, he touched me in all the right places. Almost like he knew all of my sweet spots already, he kissed me roughly. Touched me softly it was all I could have asked for..

And that was only the beginning.