Chapter 1

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Kimberly's P.O.V

"You disappointed me again, John" I tell him.

"Please, Kim-" he groans.

"Don't ever call me that again. You have no right" I hiss into his ear while grabbing onto his hair.

"I'm sorry, please Kimberly, let me go and I promise I will get you what you need, if you just give me more time!" he pleaded.

You guys are probably confused, no? Well let me introduce myself. I am Kimberly Rodriguez. You might have heard of me, maybe not. I'm 21 years old and just cause I'm young doesn't mean I don't know what I'm doing. I live in Ontario, Canada. I used to live in the Dominican Republic before everything happened. Now back to what i was dealing with.

"I've waited a month for you to get my money. I'm growing quite impatient and we all know I dont like to wait longer then I should."

"Please... Don't do this to me. I'm begging you, I will do anything" he pleaded.

"Kim.. c'mon we have more important business to take care of.." One of my best friends, Khloe said.

"Like what exactly?"

"They are here." she said.

"Fine, let's go." I mumbled

Today is the that we meet up with the boys. Of course we've never met them but we have heard things. They are three boys who do the samething my girls and I do. I forget their names but its not important right now. I'm more focused on this meeting going good. This could mean big things for us, real big things.

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Justin's P.O.V

I hate getting up early in the morning. I checked my phone that was under my pillow and I had 2 text messages.

AT&T: Your bill has been paid!

Ryan: Bro, get up! We gotta go meet those girls!

Oh crap! I completely forgot about that meeting! I took a quick shower and put on a plain white shirt, black jeans, a jacket, and a white supras. I quickly looked at myself in the mirror and ran out grabbing all the things I need and running out the house. I hopped into my lamborghini and drove to Ryan's house.

Where are my manners? Nah, I'm just fucking with ya, I don't have any manners. Anyways my name is Justin Bieber. Yes the Justin Bieber. I'm 21 years old and live in Canada, don't worry about the city. I've lived here all my life and I hate it.

I got to Ryan's and saw him and Chaz waiting for me in Chaz's car. I quickly got out of the car and hopped into his car. Ryan and Chaz are my best buddies. We've been the three musketeers since before pre-k. They got my back and I got thiers.

"Hey asswipes! Shall we go?" I said, smirking.

"We shall!" they both cheered on.

We were driving for about 15 minutes. Their house looked nice, for girls. It looked like the house from twilight but instead of all glass actual walls. It was as big as my house, in fact. Meeting these girls might not be as bad as I thought it would be. Besides, getting more allies would mean big things for us. We walked up to the door and Ryan rang the doorbell. After a few seconds the door opened and revealed one very beautiful girl. My jaw dropped at the sight of her.

"Hi, my name is Kimberly Rodriguez. Come on in."

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