TEENAGE DREAM PART 1
*Selena’s POV*
I walked out of my beach house and walked in the sand with my surf board in my hands. I laid it down flat on the sand right in front of the water and sat on it. I wasn’t in the mood to surf but I needed to get out of the house because my mom and dad were fighting again.
I felt the warm breeze hit my face and I looked out at the ocean water. I heard barking and saw my dog run over to me. “Baylor!” I laughed as he licked my face. “Stop it Baylor!”
He continued to be his hyper self and I got up to play fetch with him. I threw the ball and he ran to go catch it before bringing it back. I did it a few more times and ended up soaked because I went into the water to play with Baylor and he was splashing around all over the place.
“I thought this was a private beach.” I heard someone say and I turned around to see who it was. It was the one and only Justin Bieber. I heard rumors saying that he had rented a beach house in my community for a few days or weeks and I had rolled my eyes. I didn’t care too much about the snotty popstar and this comment just proved to you why.
“It is!” I called out. “So what are you doing here?” I asked as he walked closer with a couple of his buddies following behind.
“I rented this beach house for a few weeks. ‘Cause ya know, I’m Justin Bieber and Justin Bieber can do those kinds of things.” He said in a cocky tone. “So why don’t you get out of here before I call the cops on you for trespassing?”
“I live here, you idiot.” I rolled my eyes. “I’ve lived here longer than it takes for you to do your hair.” I heard his friends exchange some weird looks, I guess they were shocked that I was actually talking that way to ‘Justin Bieber’. “Hey white boy number one and white boy number two, ya’ll have something to say back there?” I asked as I pointed out to his friends.
“No.” They mumbled.
“Ok what’s your problem?” Justin asked annoyed.
“My problem?” I raised my eyebrows. “I’m not the one threatening to call the cops on someone who’s lived here longer than my own existence!”
“Actually, we look about the same age so you haven’t been living here longer than my existence.” He replied back like a smart ass.
“Selena, time for dinner!” I heard my mom call out and I rolled my eyes.
“I’m coming!” I yelled back. “The number’s 911 if you still want to call the cops on me for trespassing.” I said as I picked up my surf board and called for Baylor and walked back to my house.
I walked in and set my surf board down before sitting down at the table. “Who was that boy?” My dad asked curiously.
“Justin Bieber.” I rolled my eyes. “He’s staying at one of the beach houses for a few weeks and I just happened to bump into him. He’s so annoying.” I groaned.
“Yeah those spoiled rich kids can be annoying.” My dad agreed.
Maybe my family was kind of rich but I’d never look down on someone who had less money than me.
*Justin’s POV*
“Nice neighbors we got.” Ryan said sarcastically once that girl, I believe her name was Selena was almost at her house.
“Eh she’s kinda cute. Has a nice ass too.” I said as I observed her walking.
“Dude, she was being a bitch and you’re talking about how you think she’s cute?” Chaz rolled his eyes.
