Selena Gomez
Camera whiz (even though she hates it) is assigned to do a huge end of the semester project. She assigned social life in her school, and what's more social than the most popular guy? Justin Bieber.
The real question is will she be able...
"Demi honestly I don't wanna go. I just wanna sit and eat pickles and watch horror movies. Can we just do that?"
"No." Demi said. "Wear this." She said throwing a red shirt and some jeans at me. "Wow this shirt is revealing.... Thanks ." I said sarcastically. I began to get dressed while she looked for shoes. "I mean converse would go nice." I said.
"Sel, you want dick... Converse is not gonna cut it."
"Hey hey Hey! Who said I wanted that? I think that's what you want."
"Oh really?" Demi said sticking her head out my closet. "Really."
"Then what is this." She said. I turned around and seen a toy. "Really Demi. I haven't used that thing since freshman year." I said. She began to laugh. "I know but it's so funny how you got caught by your mom."
"We will not speak of that." I said snatching it away and throwing it into the closet.
"I'm about to do your hair and then we're all done." Demi said coming out of the closet. "That shirt really show off your boobs."
"Demi I'm not going to have fun. This is strictly business."
"Says the girl that gets one drink into her system and go all wild."
"Whatever." I said. Demi did my hair and make up. She got dressed and then we were on our way.
"You nervous?" She asked as pulled up to the gigantic house. "No. I'm ready."
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We got out the car and I admired the people standing on the lawn talking. Flirting. Joking. Laughing. And at that moment I held my camera tight and the nervousness over flooded me. I will always be a outcast.
Demi opened the door and we walked in. The rush of the party enlightened me, it made me feel whole again. Well at at least a little. The only reason I use to go to these things was to see Taylor. But now it's for a project. I walked to the kitchen and decided to pour me something to drink. The music was pounding my head and giving me an headache. I looked around and seen Justin chatting with one of his friends. I opened my camera and pressed record, I walked over to him and smiled a bit when he seen me.
"Damn." Justin said. His friend walked away and Justin's attention was now shifted to me. "Is it just me or Mami then got thick." I rolled my eyes. "Your suppose to pretend I'm not here... You know that right?"
"How can I pretend? You look so fine."
"Justin..." He took my camera and faced it towards me. "Look at this beauty." He said and moved the camera up and down on my body. I blushed and took the camera from him, I shut it off. "How about you just have fun for tonight? We can deal with the video later on."
I sighed. "Okay." That's when Jasmine quickly came over and once again linked arms with Justin. "Ooo the geek decided to get a little slutty." I scoffed. "And I'm going." I left the annoying couple and walked to the dance floor where I saw Demi dancing. That's when I decided to dance with her.
