Roller Coaster Series- We Meet Again

A New Beginning

♥Chapter 1♥

First and foremost, I would like to introduce myself. My name is Jaycee Smith, but my friends and family call me 'Jay' or 'JC' for short. I am 17 years old; living with my sister and my dad. I'm from Stratford, which is a really small town in Canada. About two weeks ago, I moved to LA. I wanted a new beginning- a fresh start, you know? About two years ago, my mom was diagnosed with cancer. If you've ever lost a loved one due to this monster, you can understand my pain and frustration with the world. Right now, the only two people I can trust the most is my best friend, Molly Johnson, and my brother, Dylan. Molly moved here with me from Canada. We've known each other our whole lives and basically do everything together. She's helped me through thick and thin, and I really appreciate her.

When I was 14, a boy named Justin Bieber moved in next door. We spent every day together that summer. Of course, I couldn't help but fall for his gorgeous brown eyes and perfect smile. A few months before, he posted videos on YouTube of him singing. Around October, Justin was signed to Island Def Jam record label. As his career began to take off, we talked less and less. I fell in love with him before he left for his first worldwide tour.

Back at my old school, I didn't fit in with the other girls. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to fit in. But the problem was that they were assholes to everyone. So basically I had three pretty close friends. I was so depressed knowing that my mom was going to die that I just began to shut everyone out, even Molly. On top of that, everyone in school started calling me a slut and a whore. This was because after I decided I wasn't going to be apart of their fucking clique, I hung out with some of the guys in our class. They posted a video online after school one day of a girl on her back lying in bed. She cut out a picture of my face and taped it on hers. When I saw it, I basically broke down. I knew why they hated me, and I started to hate myself too for not going along with them. Day after day, my depression got worse. A few days after the video was posted, I decided that I had enough. Life just wasn't worth living anymore. I posted a video online saying that I was sorry for making their lives a living hell. I shut myself in the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of pills, but the cap wouldn't open. I could hear Molly running up the stairs and the sirens outside my house. After that, all I remember is Molly bursting through the door and ripping the bottle from my hand. The pills went everywhere. For hours, my mom just held me while I cried. Justin came over and helped me settle down. He sung me to sleep that night. In the morning, I told him that I was in love with him. I truly thought that he loved me back, but he couldn't deal with my feelings toward him and had to go "think". He basically just left me there in Ontario. I haven't seen him since, but he's a megastar now. Justin probably doesn't even remember me. I had to get away from my feelings toward him, but it seems like everywhere I go, someone is always talking about him. Words can't explain how much I miss him. His smile. His eyes. His hair. His personality. I hate how he still surfaces to my mind. No matter how hard I try to forget him, I can't. I love my boyfriend, but I just can't get Justin off my mind. It's tearing me apart. Hopefully this move will be my chance to forget about him...a new beginning.