Teachers Pet

Brooklyn Pierce newest history teacher at Temps Valley High School.

Justin Bieber 16 year old student.

Affair. Love. Heartbreak. Drama.

"I just wanna love you right,

let me do some things you like,

let me please your body like you never did, is that alright?

I just wanna kiss you up, down, up, down.



15. You Need To Be A Better Person For Her

Brooklyn Pierce (POV) 


The truth was coming out. Sam dated Justin's mum and beat her, no wonder Justin's hate's him so much. I couldn't believe what i was hearing. I had sex with this guy. I had sex with a women beater! Snapping out of my thoughts i got back into the conversation. 


"You're sick!" i spat while shaking my head in the process. 


Sam was acting calm like this wasn't bothering him. "It was a long time ago. I done my time in jail, it's in the past." he shrugged.


"You hit my mum! After you got sent to jail she flinched every time i made a sudden movement, she was scared to even go outside the house! You ruined her life! You don't deserve to be here! Your ass needs to be back in jail!" Justin snapped as he jabbed his finger towards Sam.


"Calm down, Justin!" the principal said calmly. 


Justin completley ignored him. "You're not even sorry for what you did to her are you?"


Sam stared into Justin's eyes, clenching his jaw as he rose up from his seat. "Are we done here?" he asked.


"I think we need to talk. Brooklyn, Justin, you can both go now." the principal said. 


As i stood up Sam grabbed my arm and stared deep into my eyes. "I'm not that guy anymore, i've changed. I don't want you to think bad of me." 


Knitting my eyebrows together i wondered why he was trying to convince me that he's a nice guy. What the fuck do i care? He's talking like we're in a relationship or something. "Don't touch me again!" i said as i yanked my arm out of his grip and walked out the office with Justin following behind me. 


"Why didn't you tell me about this before?" i asked as i turned towards Justin. 


"It's none of your buisness." he shrugged as he stuffed his hands into his jean pockets. 


"it is my buisness, Justin! Cause he could be the father of my baby!" 


"Yeah and don't i know it!" Justin spat. 


Sadness washed over me. "Now i get why you're so angry with him all the time. You could've talked to me about it." 


"Yeah well, you know now." 


I was just about to open my mouth to say something when i felt sick once again. Are you fucking kidding me?! "I gotta go!" i managed to say before slapping my hand over my mouth and sprinting towards the girls bathroom. 


Justin Bieber (POV)


As i saw Brooklyn rush off down the corridoor i spotted my mum walking towards the principals office which made me freeze. I haven't seen or spoken to her for over a year, since i beat Sam to a pulp in-front of her and she chucked me out of the house, saying she never wanted to see me again. 


I gulped down hard. "Mum" 


She turned around facing me. "Justin..." she whispered, but was loud enough for me to hear.


"Wha... what you doing here?" my voice started to crack. 


"Cleaning up your mess. As always."


I slowly walked towards her. "I don't need you to be cleaning up my messes. I can handle this." 


"Clearly not cause your principal called me, telling me you've been flipping out and that you punched..... Sam." she struggled to say his name. 


"Yeah cause he deserved it, just like he deserved it the last time!" 


"I haven't got time for this! I just came to talk to your principal. That is all." she said as she turned on her heel and headed towards the principals office.


"I'm coming with you!" i said as i followed behind her, but she stopped and turned towards me. 


"No! You stay out here! I don't want you flipping out again. Over a year and you're still the same person." she said shaking her head. "You've let me down, Justin." 


I could feel my heart sink. I've let her down? I don't mean to flip out, it's just who i am. I can't control it most of the time. "I'm sorry, mum." i bit down on my bottom lip trying to keep myself from breaking down. "I can't help half the things i do. i try to stop, but sometimes it's just to late..." 


"I'm sure you wanna be a better person, right?" i nodded my head. "Prove it. Start seeing the therapist again. You know it helped." and with that she continued walking towards the principals office. 


"He's in there!.... Sam... he's in there with the principal." i warned her. 


She continued walking. "I'm stronger now, i can handle him." she was confident in her words. 





I decided to go to class to try and get my mind off the fact that my mum, who i haven't seen or spoken to in over a year was here and the fact that she was in the same room as the prick who use to beat her. As much as i tried not to think about it, all i could do was think about it. After class was over i hurried to the princials office hoping she was still in there, but she wasn't. She had left without even a goodbye. I got to thinking about what she said to me earlier. "I'm sure you wanna be a better person, right? Prove it. Start seeing the therapist again. You know it helped." I knew i was out of control and i'm always in denial when people tell me that. I decided i want to be a better person, if not for my mum then for Brooklyn even though i've been a total prick to her. But i'm sure any guy would flip out if he found out the girl he was seeing was pregnant, but the baby might not be there's. 


I made an apointment with my therapist, Hayley. She was happy to hear from me again and decided she would see me tomorrow after i finish school. I need to be a better person. As i walked towards my locker i spotted Brooklyn in her classroom. I just stood there watching as she packed her stuff away.You need to be a better person for her.


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