JUSTIN
Ten years ago...Within weeks of having tutoring sessions with Mia, I'm convinced that pursuing her may be the worst thing I've ever done. Not because I don't think it won't work out, but because me and this girl have way more in common than I initially thought.
We both have a deep desire to get the hell out of here (She wants to go to Western Peak and I want to go to Harvard), we both have a high affinity for literature (She actually loves Macbeth as much as me) and we both have fucked up parents. Although she's told me that she and her mom don't get along, I haven't offered much about my dad yet. Even if I do eventually tell her that we don't get along, that he's a liar and a manipulator, I doubt I'll ever tell her about the drunken abuse that comes from his fists way too often.
I'll play them off like typical injuries of the field if she ever asks, but I've hidden that fact for so long from everyone, that I'll do my best not to give her the opportunity to; I just want to be around someone who sees past the fake "Justin Bieber" façade, someone who makes me feel normal for the rest of the year, and Mia completes my normal.
I'm not sure if she's figured out that my need for her tutoring is a ruse, but if she's onto me, she hasn't let it show. She's actually become less difficult and if I'm not mistaken, she looks forward to our time together as much as I do...
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Within months of having tutoring sessions with Mia, we no longer call them "tutoring sessions". She's finally let her guard down completely and we're dating and it's beyond serious. At least, to me.
She attends all of my games without me having to ask, she talks to me at all hours of the night-about the things I don't share with anyone else, and she becomes the one and only person I can actually trust.
Through late night kisses, early morning rides to school, and secret swims at the country club, I fall in love with this girl. I become the first guy she's ever made love to, and she becomes my first love in life.
When we're together, I don't see anyone else. I don't think about anything else. She's it for me.
I fall, hard. Harder with each day that passes, and I contemplate rethinking my future plans in regard with my recent acceptance into Harvard. I want to join her at Western Peak.
Well, until she starts to show me that she's just like everyone else...
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Resentment - (18+)
FanfictionRe•sent•ment: The act of hating - no, loathing Justin Bieber. (Yes, I'm well aware that's not the actual definition, but it might as well be . . .) It's been ten years since we've seen each other and the feelings are still as strong. I'm not going t...