Interracial Justin Bieber Imagines

Biracial

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"Who knew Justin Bieber would have all these kids!!" I said looking at Justin and smiling while our daughters were taking selfies.
"Yeah, we got a lot of kids and we're only in our 50's. Our youngest is finally 16."
"She's so grown..." We both look at our daughter Desiree and she's frowning at her phone.
Justin's POV
I walked over to Desiree and saw that she was texting a group chat.
"Des, who you talkin to?"
"My friends..." I can understand why everything must be hard for her, she's the only biracial kid in her school and she's darker than everyone else. Y/n and I thought cheerleading would be good for her because her sisters were cheerleaders and they made lots of friends but for some reason Desiree is not really interested. I slowly walk away but I hear her sigh.
"Dad..."
"What's up?"
"You were once a white boy right?"
I chuckle, "yeah, you can say that..."
"I just don't understand why people don't understand me, like I'm mixed but I'm still a human what is wrong with people ?"
"Look Des , there's a lot of racism around here but your mother thought it would be best if we raised you guys here... Do you want me to go down to your school tomorrow?"
"No!"
"Why?"
"Because no one knows your my dad and I don't want that to be the reason why I'm so popular..."
"Hun, you'll know when the right friends are headed your way. I'll take you to school tomorrow."
Next day
Desiree's POV
"Dad, you really don't have to..."
"Desiree I want to, and I will. Let's go."
The car ride was silent and then we got to school. Everyone was doing their own thing and minding their business until they saw my dad.
"Yo! Is that Justin Bieber with Desiree ?" I heard a group of boys say as we walk past them and into the school.
"Dad, this is so embarrassing ...."I whine and he mocks me.
"Hi, um I have an issue with the way people have been treating my daughter in school."
"Oh, your Justin Bieber ! Daughter is a big fan." The secretary said to him with a big grin.
"Nice, but I'm not a big fan of this school..."
"Dad..." I whispered.
"It's true."
"I'm so sorry to hear that Mr.Bieber but I mean Desiree isn't really what we want in our school."
"Excuse me?"
"She doesn't really fit the criteria that we want in our school."
"Because she produces more melanin?"
"Listen Mr.bieber, Desiree is a great kid! But I see every reason why she is being mistreated... She doesn't belong..."
"Because she's half black??" The guidance counselor looks at him and just shrugs.
"This is some bullshit! Come on Des."
"Where are we going?"
"To find a new school." And with that he slams the door behind him...
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~ hey guys... It's been years but here's an imagine that I forgot to publish... Comment your thoughts on this imagine and ideas for future imagines !!