The Unexpected Miracle

Justin Bieber, the new kid in school doesn't fit in very well. Every one thinks that he's the little nerd that everyone can just pick on. When one popular girl gets teamed up with him for a school project, will she see his real personnality?
*COMPLETED! Sequel out! It's called: "If You Spread Your Wings"!*


6. On My Mind

Taylor's P.O.V.

Justin and I didn't speak to each other for two weeks. This needs to end, he's been on my mind ever since that kiss and I'm falling deeper and deeper in love with him. 

Every time he sees me in school, he'll scurry off in another direction. Anyways, we have the project to finish, he can't escape me anymore.


Sorry, just wanted to. 
I walked into the cafeteria, looking for my so called 'friends.' I never really liked them, in fact, to me they're just some other blond bimbos with absolutely no life. Except for one.

Her name's Jenna.
She respects all of my choices, I told her about Justin. She agreed that he looked like a great guy. Her and I are practically the same. 
She doesn't judge anyone, nor does she bully. She's nice and she also dates a nerd, which is a total coincidence. 

Everybody respects her choice, but if it was me, they would be 'disappointed.' 

They can kiss my ass...

Sorry for my language, it had to come out, exactly how it did.
As soon as I walked towards the table, James came up to me, smirking. It made him look hideous. He's hideous.

So many girls drool over him, I can't get myself to it. And I'm glad I can't. He's so... Disgusting. 

"Well hey sexy lady." He smiled, flirting. 
"Please, you're going to make me throw up." I gagged.
"I think your head isn't in the right place." He smirked in defeat.

His friends laughed, thinking he had just owned me.

"So is your ego but you seem to like it that way." I smiled a huge, massive and fake smile.

'OHHHHHH'S' were heard all over the cafeteria, he just left embarrassed. 

I tend to speak a bit loud when I'm angry...

I'm very glad that I spoke too loud actually... 

I sat next to Jenna, and we engulfed each other in one of our super non-interesting conversations. 

"What periods do you have next?" She asked.
"P.E." I groaned. "And Biologie." I sighed.
"I'll be suffering with you in P.E, as for Biology, you should really take that chance to speak with Justin." She said.
"We have the project to finish anyways, he'll have to say at least a word to me." I chuckled darkly. 
"You are such an awkward person." She laughed.
"Thanks." I smiled. "I appreciate your compliment." And with that said, we started laughing."
"We better get going, or we'll have another four laps like the other day." She groaned.
"Hurry, I have enough of 2!" I shrieked. 

Every time we're late, coach Pierce makes us run four more laps per minute we arrived late. My most was thirty-six, plus the other two, thirty-eight. Awful moment. 

I changed into my P.E equipment and ran to the field. 

Skip P.E. (A.K.A torture)

I took the quickest shower, since I smelled awfully bad, and ran to Biology, arriving as the bell rang. Saved. 

I saw Justin, doodling on his textbook. You will have to talk to me you little boy... 
I imagined myself saying that with a witch voice. Damn, something's wrong with me.

Talk about awkward...

"Alright kids!" Mrs. Brigues voice rang annoyingly through my ears.
"The presentation is tomorrow! Meet up with your partner, either you do it on PowerPoint or not. Today we'll be talking about..." That's all I needed to tune out. 

I took notes, but didn't listen to a thing she says. I just copied the board. I was to cought up in my thoughts to listen to her. 

The bell distracted me from my thoughts, I picked up my books quickly and ran after Justin. 

"Justin!" I screamed after him.
"We have to finish the project." I said calmly. 

He scribbled on a piece of paper, gave it to me and ran away. Alright. I unfolded the little piece of paper, it said: 

Come at mine tonight. 5h. 56 St-Johns Street. -Justin. 

Isn't that the rich neighbourhood? Okay...

I took the bus home, listening to some great music. A.K.A Beyonce. Her voice is something... A huge something... 

As I arrived home, I told myself that I should at least look presentable. So I walked into my room, ready to find what to wear and do with my hair and makeup. 

I took a pair of dark jean shorts out, they were short and had some rips in it. I decided on a simple marine blue see through shirt, with a black tank top under. I then picked my marine blue flats and slipped them on. 

I curled my hair into those loose curls, I pinned my bangs with a bobby-pin and applied light foundation. I.AM.READY. 

It was 4h45, and I should get going since I have to find his house. 

I entered my car, placing the address in the GPS and took off to his house. I stopped in front of a HUGE mansion. I thought I was at the wrong house, but Justin's car was in the drive way, there's no doubt... He's damn filthy rich. 

I walked up to the front door nervously, my phone placed tightly in my hand. I knocked lightly waiting patiently on the door step. 

A middle-aged women opened the door with a warm smile plastered on her face. 

"May I help you?" She asked warmly.
"I came here to work with Justin?" I said unsurely. 
"Of course sweetie, come on in." She said still having that massive smile spread across her face.

Something about this place is so warm. But at the same time, it's massive and modern. I love it. I looked around, staring in amazement at the beautiful house. 

"I'm Pattie, by the way." She extended her hand out.
"It's nice to meet you, I'm Taylor." I shook her hand. 
"I'll just call Justin down." She smiled once more before heading into another room. 

I looked around, trying so hard not to snoop. But it was hard not to miss the beautiful family pictures that I surely don't have. I stored them into a box after the 'incident.' Which we will no longer talk about. 

"Justin! Come down here." Pattie called through their home.
"What mom?" Justin asked. 

He descended the stairs, in a pair of nothing but sweats. He has abs... Oh my God, don't stare, don't stare, too late. 

"Taylor is here!" She exclaimed. 

His eyes widened as he looked at the entrance, exactly where I stood.

"Now go put a shirt you hormonal teen!" His mother exclaimed.

I stifled a laugh as he smirked in my direction. He walked back upstairs and came back into black skinny jeans and a black shirt. 

"You can come." He smiled.

I nodded and slipped my shoes off, before heading upstairs behind him. 

We walked into his room, and it isn't what I expected. His walls are a grey colour, his desk, bed and all accessories are black. It's clean, extremely clean actually. 

"It's very clean." I looked at him. 
"Well, I don't like it messy." He smiled.
"Alright, cut the crap." I sighed. 
"What?" He asked confused.
"You've been ignoring me." I said in a sing-song voice.
"I-I don't k-know wh-what y-you're t-talk-king ab-bout." He stuttered sitting on the edge of his bed. 
"Justin." I warned.
"Fine, I didn't know how to deal with it." I muttered.
"Deal with what?" I asked.

He pulled my hips to him and kissed me. Since when does Justin Drew Bieber has this much confidence?

It was a very heated kiss, might I had. I stood in between his legs, my hands running through his soft hair.

"This." He whispered pulling away.
"Where does that confidence come from?" I smile teasingly.
"Well..." He murmured wrapping his arms around my waist and looking up at me. "I don't exactly know." He laughed quietly. 
"Well I love it." I giggled. "Now I'm sorry to interrupt your amazing courage Mr. Bieber, but we have a project to finish." I smiled.
"When I finally become brave, you ruin it." He hissed teasingly. 

I laughed and pecked his lips once more. Well Justin Bieber, if you ignore me one more time, I'll rip your head off. 

Not really, I could never bring myself to do that...

Sometimes, my conscious makes no sense. I guess I don't really make sense.

After one final goodbye kiss, and a lot of convincing for Justin to let me go, I finally walked over to my car, driving away.

When I got in bed that night, he was the only thing on my mind.


Sorry for making you guys wait, but in reward, this chapter is pretty long. I was really into it, I guess. Well in point of vue it's long... So yeah :P 

(I think it's the Fruitopia)

-Audrey :]

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