BE ALRIGHT (JUSTIN BIEBER LOVE STORY/ FAN FICTION)
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Ongoing, First published Jun 20, 2013
5years ago: School was ridiculous, I didn't even need to attend. My dad insisted that I be home schooled, but I insisted on a normal life. My dad is the classical singer Elton John. Life came with its perks being his daughter, but I considered myself to be grounded. It was a regular day at school when my teacher came in and introduced a new student. Nomad eyes, darted around the classroom on the sight of Aria. A breath of fresh air she was, something new... a new play thing. Some introduce themselves, some just Shouted in excitement... I just sat in my corner on stared... then the bell rang... recess time... a girl walked up to me and said "the new girl says she is dating Justin Bieber" and I felt my hand cover my mouth as I stifled laugh. "You're kidding right?" I choked in laughter
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