TRUST [Justin Bieber Fanfic]

Chapter Two: Secret

At lunch I would sit down in the cafeteria to do my homework. My friend Bella would sometimes join whenever she could get away from her clingy boyfriend Brandon.

Being a senior in high school I still wasn't so sure what I wanted to do with my life, like everyone around me seemed to have plans already.

All I knew is graduating is the first thing on my mind.

I tried to focus on my studies during lunch to distract me from lunch. I would be lying if I didn't say I had a eating disorder. No one knows about it not even my best friend Bella.

I lied to them and tell them I eat but can't put on the weight, but in reality I'm afraid of many things. Afraid of putting on weight. Afraid of food. Afraid of calories. Afraid of feeling disgusted about myself.

I know it's an illness I won't deny it, but I can't help myself I been dealing with it for sometime now and I'm afraid to ask for help.

98 pounds is not ok and I agree I got to the point where I know I'm too skinny now but I can't do it on my own I need help.

Bell Rang

I gathered my papers and shoved them in my backpack and walked to my art class; my favorite class and the last class of the day.

I sat down in the stool and continued to work on my unfinished picture of my self portrait I was drawing with charcoal.

I sat next to my friend Bella  who was painting a landscape with acrylic. The new boy who was in my English class was sitting one table over, alone.

'He can be my daddy' Bella joked after turning around to look at him.

'What about Brandon?' I played around knowing she was joking and looked at Justin as we made eye contact.

I agreed with her, but I didn't say anything. His hair was perfectly messy and he looks like he was into sports. He was perfectly sculpted.

'What are you doing after school?' Bella repeated.

Wait was I really day dreaming about the new boy in school.

'After school?' I repeated. 'Just probably take this home and finish it so I can start my next project, why?'

'Want to go out and do something with me and probably with Brandon later? ' she asked when she already knew I would make an excuse to say no.

'I can't I'm behind on school work.' I said rushing to gather my stuff in my backpack before the bell rings.

'Ok, just message me then.' She said as the bell to leave rang putting her clean brushes away and went to the sink to clean the others.

I'm always the last one out of this class, because I'm not rushed to go someplace and I tend to stay back and clean my mess off the table since charcoal gets everywhere.

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