Me And You ~Justin Bieber~

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                                                                              Me And You

                                                            Justin Bieber & Ariana Grande

                                                                        Short Love Story

                                                                           Chapter One

Justin (Jay)

I let out a sigh as I walked through the doors of my highschool, waring a blonde wig, which actually looked verry convincing if you didn't know I was wearing one, and also my blue contacts. The contacts irritated my eyed and I hated them, but they were a vital part in my look. 

"Hey, there's that Jay kid," I heard someone whisper as I walked down the hall "I heard that he was crying in the locker room because John had said something to him." I heard the two girls that had been whispering giggle. 

What the fuck? I don't even have P.E this semester! John, who just so happens to be a douchbag jock, is a liar. 

I pulled my hand up to my head to scrach my head, soon realizing that I couldn't because there was a wig in the way. I hated it, but it was all my moms idea. "It'll be good for you to go back to school for a year!" Yeah right! The kids here were Crule! 

I had basically been deamed a 'nerd' because od the way that I looked and dressed. John the douchebag and his group of retarded football players would call me names in the hallways, just because they wanted to, it's not like I had given them a reason. 

I hadn't been beat up by him, but I fear that a beating is around the corner. I have seen him beat some kids up, and its not pretty. He does it out in the open hallway for everyone to see. You'd think maybe there'd be some kind of punishment, but theirs not. It's because if he's susspended then we loose our star player, says the principal. Fucking prick. 

I walked in to my first hour class and sat by two guys that I didn't know, and didn't want to know. By now my wig had started to become irritating. I had told my mom that there was nothing wrong with going to school as Justin Bieber, but she insisted that I'd just get special treatment and this whole thing would be pointless. 

"Jay!" My teacher, the oh so lovely Mrs. Snow yelled, her voice sounded old and annoying. 

"Here!" I replied, making the whole class look at me. 

"No, stupid, I want to answer to problem number 23 from last night homework, pay attention!" She spat, turing to another student for the answer. Didn't I tell you she was lovely?

"She's such an old hag!" I heard Blair mumble from the seat behind me. I don't really understand her. She is a really nice girl, from what I hear half the time, and the other half is that she's a dumb slut. I can't judge, as I've never talked to her, but all I ever do hear her say is some stupid remark like the one she just had. 

She was the most popular girl in school and he boyfriend was John, which would make sense, right? 

"Okay class!" I heard Mrs. Snow's cracking voice say from the front of the room. "As you know, there is a big assignment due in three months, and as you also know, it is worth 60 percent of your grade this quarter. But, what you don't know is that I have decided to be nice and let you each choose a partner!" She smiled, showing her white teeth, which were no dought denchers. 

"So you may each choose a partner." She told us, dismissing us to get up and choose who we wanted as our partner for the next three months. I stayed seated as everyone else got up to look for someone, I was more than likely going to be doing this one alone. 

I had pulled out the paper work that she had given us on our project to look it over when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looke up to see the beautiful Blair. Why did she want to talk to me? 

I saw her take a seat in the desk across from me before she started talking, "Would you like to be my partner?" She asked, probably already knowing I was going to say yes to her. 

"Uhh, yeah, but why me?" I asked her slightly confused. 

"Because I want someone who isn't going to not do anywork, I want us both to do the work." She said, looking down at her light blue skinny jeans. 

"Alright, you can come over after school today and we'll get an early start on it." I told her, happy that I wasn't going to have to do all of the work. I'm Justin Bieber for crying out loud, I should have people to do that for me!