{ Selena's Pov }
For the past year my family has been living with my aunt. You could describe my family as poor. 2 months ago, my older sister, Maria, died from breast cancer. My parents lives died or you could say turned black. My sister meant everything to them. My parents dont really care about me. My parents like the Giants, I like the Cowboys. They were born in NYC and I was born in Los Angeles. Were completely different. Sometimes, I think that they are going to put me up to adoption but they don't because they dont want to feel like bad parent. To my parents, I'm a nobody. A month after my sister died, they were so sad, they forgot to pay the bill for our house. We got kicked out and aunt offered us to stay at her house in LA. My parents life lightened up a bit but barely close to the sun. When we moved into my aunt's house, my aunt treated me like her own daughter. She bought me cloths, shoes, make up and accessories. She evened payed 6,000 to make another room in her house for me. To me, i consider her my mom then my actual mother.
Today, I have school. When I moved here, my aunt had so much money, she bought me amazing cloths. Im considered the popular girl in my school. The popular guy in my school is Justin Bieber. I have a crush on him and I think he has a crush on me. Everytime I'm by my locker, he looks at me. I dont want to look back because I dont want him to be embarrased so I always peek out of the corner of my eye. But I don't think he wants to be with a girl like me.
I checked my alarm clock. It was almost time for school. I put on a red tank top with white shorts and a silver belt. I put my hair in a ponytail, sprayed some hair spray to make it stiff, put some make up on and tied my black high tops. I sprinted out my bedroom door, went down the stairs, past my Aunt Jane doing laundry, grabbed a granola bar, barely letting the texture rub on my fingers and then quickly jumping out the back door, over the stairs, and landing on the cemented path safely while taking the first bite of my granola bar.
I walked into school. I kept my head down. I could feel everyone staring at me. I'm used to the feeling but I felt like today was going to be different. I looked up. I was correct. I walked to my locker. Still blushing. I opened my locker. I started to feel normal but I still felt a little pukey.
I heard footsteps. I turned my head. It was Justin. "Hey Selena. You look pretty." I felt my cheeks turning red and felt my stomach lurching. I couldn't speak but I had to say something or else Justin would blush meaning he was freaked out and embarrased. I couldn't open my mouth even if I wanted to. But my mouth opened and I said,"Umm thanks". I starting biting my lip. Justin's red cheeks turned down he his got wider like he liked me biting my lip. "Do you have plans tonight because I was wondering if you would like to go out with me tonight?" he said. Oh my god! He asked me out?! "Sure" -- I said with a gigantic grin on my face," Here's my number." I reached into my homework folder, grabbed last nights homework, tore a peice off, and wrote my cell phone number on it. "Here ya go." i handed it to Justin with a smile. As soon as Justin retrieved it, he smiled. As Justin studied the number, i grabbed my textbook. Justin stuck my number in his jean pocket and said, "I'll call you tonight." he said smiling. "Ok." I said closing my locker. Justin walked to his class and so did I.
