Filming the bad boy

Chaper Five

"Mr. And Mrs. Bieber it's so nice to see you again." I said opening the door. Mr. Bieber just walked right past me. "Don't mind him sweetie. It's nice to see you again." She said and hugged me. I hugged back and she walked away.

It was weird that Mr. Bieber didn't say hi to me. We use to be close, ya know I felt I was closer to him than my own father. Justin came in behind his mom. "Hello Justin." I said trying to sound proper.

He seemed irritated. "You okay?" I asked shutting the door behind him. "Pattie!" My mom said coming out the kitchen and hugging Justin's mom. It's a shame that we all live right next to each other and pretended we haven't seen each other in years. "I... Nothing's wrong." He said and did his Justin Bieber smirk. I rolled my eyes. I knew he was okay because he used his phone as a camera to check himself out.

"Can we please start filming tonight?" I asked him. "Uh sure." He said still checking himself out. "Are you extra conceited tonight?" I said snatching his phone from him. "Yes." He said and snatched his phone back. "Just meet me in the basement while I go grab my stuff.

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"Okay Justin just smile towards the camera." I said. I was annoyed that this guy didn't know how to follow directions. We have been sitting here for 30 minutes with no progress, he keeps checking his phone or looking in the mirror or going to the bathroom to take a selfie. This boy is so self centered.

"Like this?" He asked doing a regular smile. "Or this?" He did a sexy smirk, the smirk that wins all the girls hearts.

Except mine.

"Which ever you please." I said showing the annoyance in the tone of my voice. He felt satisfied with annoying me and looked towards the camera. I sat behind it and made sure the background was adjusted right.

Once he seemed un distracted I pressed record.

"So Justin. How is it being the most popular guy in this school?" I asked.

"Awesome as fuck. Everyone loves me. The guys, the hot ass girls," he then winked at the camera,"and even the boring as teachers." I stopped recording and gave him a serious face.

"Justin we are wasting film. Can you please be serious?"

"I don't ever be serious."

I sighed. "How about we try this without recording, and for godsakes Justin Drew Bieber be serious."

He shrugged, "I'll try."

"How is it being the most popular guy in this school?" He starred at the camera, his expression serious.

"It's not fun, everyone only liked you for your good looks, great parties, money, or because your the team captain of the football team," I began to see the emotion in his voice form,"Why can't people like me for my personality?" I looked at him. It seemed to real. He looked at me and our eyes connected, my mouth hung a little open.

Then that STUPID ass smirk formed on his face.

"Kidding! Popularity is awesome as fuck!"

I frowned. "That was just not it. It wasn't it." I said. I rubbed my hands through my hair. "Think of it as acting Justin, okay?"

He stood up to catch some lighting for his selfie. "Really?" I said. "What?" He said facing me. "Why are you doing this? Do you not want to be in the film?"

"I do. You just filmed me. Put that in your stupid ass video."

"Fuck you." I said. My heart hurt a little. I started to become soft for this guy but you know what fuck it. That's what Justin Bieber do, pull you in the spit you right back out.