16. Mine

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Justin

"Are you having a good time beautiful." I say looking at my sexy girlfriend who just looked incredible. I am finally happy I get to call her mine. She's mine. No one else's. All. mine."Surprisingly, yes." She smiles and I smile and kiss her lips.

"I don't believe I got to tell you how incredibly sexy you look." I smirk licking my lips and she laughs. "Well thank you, I don't think I told you how hot you look in the outfit" she bites her lip and I laugh. "Let's dance!" I try to pull her out on the floor, but she doesn't bug, I frown at her. "Justin, I don't know how to dance." Her face lights up with embarrassment.

"Baby girl , you're looking at the master of dance." I smirk making her laugh, God that laugh was everything to me. "O-Ok Justin." I grab her hand and lead her out to the dance floor. "Listen to the music, do what your body tells you too. Feel it." I whisper in her ear, at first I could tell she was shy but then she started to sway her hips to the beat of the song.

It was nice to see Brooklyn enjoy herself, I enjoyed too, she was grinding on me , making myself too happy but hey I wasn't gonna complain! "Hey, I'm gonna go grab something to drink you want anything." I shout over the music and she shakes her head and goes back to dancing with Isabella, Ryan asks Isabella the same thing and she says no too.

Ryan and I both walk over to the punch bowl and grab a drink. "It's crazy how we're with the girl we've always wanted, isn't it?" Ryan smiles looking at our girlfriends who were having the time of they're life. I laugh and nod my head. "Everything about her was so mysterious and quiet, I just had to open that girl up." I say and Ryan nods.

"Hi Justin!" A peppy voice squeaks, I turn my head to see who it was. I really didn't know. I mean I know I've been at the school for a few months but I don't know everyone's name yet and I don't care too. "Hi" I effortlessly say, I mean I don't wanna sit here and have a conversation with this girl she's not worth it. By the looks of it, she doesn't look like she could hold a conversation.

"So are you going to homecoming with anyone?" The girl slides her hand on my thigh. I gently remove her hand and nod. "Yes I'm going with my girlfriend." I smile at the word girlfriend. It was great to know that Brooklyn was finally mine. "Whose your girlfriend?" The girl asks.

"Me." A voice behind her says, the girl turns around to face Brooklyn. "You're going out with that?" The girl scoffs at Brooklyn like she's an object. "Yes he is going out with this. He's off the market sweetheart." Brooklyn says motioning to herself and sitting on my lap. "You're way too good for her, why would you wanna date her anyways." The girl makes a disgusted look.

"Steffane honey, he doesn't want you." Brooklyn flips her hair and Steffane, I learned was her name, scoffs again. "Are you so sure about that?" She raises her eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure he doesn't want anything that open their legs 24 hours a day." Brooklyn smiles. Note to self, Jealous Brooklyn was hot.

"Excuse me?" Steffane says and Brooklyn rolls her eyes. "You herd me. Now stay away from what's mine, ok?" Brooklyn spat. Steffane pours her drink all over Brooklyn. "Talk to me like that again and I'll be sure to make things 100Xs worse Kay?" Steffane flips her hair and walks towards the crowd.

"I hate that b*tch." Brooklyn grits through her teeth, I laugh and kiss her cheek. "You don't have to worry about her Brooklyn. I'm all yours and you're all mine." I motion for her to kiss my lips and she does. "That's right Justin." She smiles. "Alright I'm ready to go home!" She yawns, I nod my head. "All right princess, let's go." I interlock my fingers with hers and we head out.

"Well since my uncle and his wife out for the honeymoon and Jazzy and Bridget are at your house so we could stay at my house.." I shrug and She smiles . "That's fun , but what about Jaxon?" She asks and I wave her off. "Jaxon is not annoying like Jazzy, he's a good kid, we won't even know he's there." I smile and she nods.

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