How we Met

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Justin bieber fan fic

Carmon is just a normal 15 year old teenager. she loves loud music, clothes and BOYS. She loves to right music and play guitar. What happens when a new family moves as her neighbors. All only communication that her and the teenage boy that lives there is by song when they here each other from each others room, not knowing who the other person is. What will happen when they meet. Read and find out...

Going to edit a lot and

Add!! I just thought I would let you read the first little bit and tell me what you think if I should add anything if you like it the way it is or change something's. Please let me know comment

I realize that that ages in this book are not correct but it is called a fan fic so I kind of just chose an age and stuck with it so ya :) hope u like the book

FINALLY!! it was now summer break! No more school for two months.

"Carmon the people who have just moved in are here come and meet them." my mom called from down stairs.

"Um.. Do I really have too i just want to relax."

"Fine." she signed as she said this.

I closed my bedroom door. Opened my window. And got out my guitar. When I play I like it when I have the nice cool breeze on me. I sat my guitar on my bed and walked over at my window. I wanted to have a look at the new neighbors. There was a woman with brown hair that came to about her shoulders. There was a boy standing beside her he had his back to me and had a hat on so I couldn't see his face. He look about my age or older. The boy kiss the woman on the cheek. She was probably his mom. He ran in side the house.

I walked over to my bed and sat down starting to just play some random strings. I started to hear someone singing and play a (very well tuned) guitar. I walked back over to my window to hear it better. It was coming from a bedroom in the new house. Great the room was probably the boys and his window what right across from mine. The blinds where close but his window was open. I could hear the song clearly. It was kind of a catchy tune.

"When I met 'ya girl my heart went knock knock. Now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop stop. Ever though it's a struggle love is all we got. Never know were this is going but it won't stop... No that doesn't sound right. Aaa la la la blah blah blah. Grr..." the boy said.

I liked it, it was cool. He played it a couple more times with different ends. I started to right down the first part and make up my own with the ending. He played it so many times I think I remember the cords to.

"When I met 'ya boy my heart went knock knock. Now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop stop. Ever though it's a struggle love is all we got. So we gonna keep keep climbing to the mountain top." I sang it out loud. I smiled to myself. I thought it was prettied good.

Justin POV

I think I came up with about 30 different ends to that part of my new song. I just couldn't get it right.

"oh my god. How come this is so hard." I whispered to myself. Just then I start to her the tune of my song coming from out side. I walked over to my window just to lesson. It sounded like it was coming from a room next store. Great must be that woman, mrs. Jack, daughter.

"When I met 'ya boy my heart went knock knock. Now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop stop. Ever though it's a struggle love is all we got. So we gonna keep keep climbing to the mountain top." the girl sang.

She was really good and I liked it.

"nice." I whispered. I wrote that down and started to play.

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