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Justin and Scarlett

Justin's POV

Ever since my friend Alex had decided to take over his sister discipline, things had went down more smoothly. Scarlett wasn't exactly easy to take, and even though I was secretly in love with her, she could really push my buttons with her attitude. I had a complicated home, my mom living with a drug dealer that lays a hand or two on her every few days. The situation would have eventually pushed me to the streets, if it wasn't for my tutor after class and best friend Alex to aid me. At first school had assigned him to me, him being the smartest in his class and me the dumbest, even when I was two years older. I had found comfort and support in him and his family, so I had started to stay with them more often than I did in my own house. Truth was it wasn't a safe environment for me anymore.

The thing is that living with a 17 years old diva who thinks she has the world at her high heels feet isn't exactly a piece of cake. I was more than glad to help in the house that I was allowed to live now, but it had been clear to me Scarlett needed to help a little more. I didn't find exactly fair that Alex spent the entire day working after school and he came home to the house being a mess. I really wanted Scarlett to get things done by the time my friend returns, so I decided to confront her about it.

I knocked rather softly on her door but didn't wait for an invitation to come in that would never come. I pushed the door open and posed my eyes on the girl sitting indian style on the bed. Her blonde long hair was tied up in a messy bun and her green eyes were stuck to the screen of her phone in front of her. I cleared my throat to bring her attention but she just limited herself to frown without moving her eyes from the text she was writing.

"Knocking it's not illegal" she commented bitterly, showing how much annoyance my merely presence caused her.

"Neither it is to clean your room. This place is a mess!" I exclaimed while taking a look of the billions of shirts and shoes long forgotten on the floor, plus a few discarded bras I tried to avoid looking at.

"You shouldn't be surprised. It's not even your house. Why do you care?" she said poisonously pointing out to the fact that they let me live there for free. She sure knew how to hurt people when she wasn't in the mood, especially me.

"Because Alex works all day and trusts us to get this done. It's not even that much to do" I said and felt like I was talking to a wall, because I got no reply but that annoying typing sound. "Are you listening?" I said after taking a deep long breath to gather up some of the patience I had left.

"I hear you. I simply don't care" she said not sparing me a look while she continued typing, probably texting with Cara or some guy... whatever.

Scarlett was one of those people who thought she could have it always her way, and it simply drove me crazy. I wasn't a strong tempered man, yet there was something about those brilliant green eyes rolling around with disrespect that made the vein in my forehead pop like crazy.

Sure I knew a way to make her care.

I shortened the distance between us in a couple steps and roughly took her phone and took it away, which earned me a loud squeak "Hey!" she complained and tried to reach for her phone, but I had already set it on the computer desk behind me. "If you want it, apologize and clean your room" I instructed with a shoulders shrug. If she was smart, the only thing that would hurt today was her pride.

"Fuck you" she pronounced perfectly, kneeling on the bed so her eyes were staring right into mine, so I was able to see the moment these widened considerably when mine darkened with rage.

"If that's how you want it" I decided quickly before grabbing the feisty girl in front of me by her bicep.

Ignoring all her shouts and demands to be let go immediately, I dragged her downstairs to the living room in the hopes of that my friend Alex hadn't arrived home yet, and indeed he hadn't. Better that way, I needed to do this by myself. Once and for all.