Best friends, right?

Hi I am Gioia Robins i was born in Canada, I am 16 years old.

You will probably not believe it but Justin Bieber was my best friend.
We recently moved to The Netherlands, and dont aks me why but I have no idea why we moved here. We have no friends, no family no nothing here. Oh wait except a house and my mom has got a job. I'm met my new class for once, it was the introduction. We had to introduce ourselfs, there was this girl named Nadee and she is also from Amerika. It feels good to have someone who understand how this is for me. I mean everything has changed..


3. School

We're in Holland for a week and i already have to go to school! Luckilly my mom will bring me. I am so nervous it's not normal. In class we have to introduce ourselfs. There's a girl introducng herself 'hi I am Nadee. I heard about the girl in our class is from Canada so she speaks english so i will to for her.' She said. I dont know what the rest is saying. It's so weird. But Nadee is from Amerika moved here five years ago to run a restaurant her parents inherited. She is so nice! They are all so different than in Canada. They're much nicer.. but the girls wear tuns of makeup. Especially Esmee and Laura. They are watching me the whole time and laugh.. but what is weird about a jeans and a sweater


Nadee and i got realy close, we are best friends, we are inseparable. I also got to know Laura and Esmee and they turn out to be really nice! They are beliebers. God i Always try to avoid that subject. A half year passed, I know the language much better now! I also took a job.. It's with acting! I recently did an audition for a film! Me and Nadee walked to school this time cause we had to start late. 'How come i don't know that much about your past?' She she asked a little louder than muttering. 'Well that's because we dont really talk about it'. I reply. I kept everthing about Justin and my dad a secret as much as possible. I quess i'm just not ready discuss it. I mean it's not that I want the whole world to know about me and him. 'Wel, lets talk about it right now!' She replied exited. 'Well maybe later.. im really tired and we're almost at school.' pointing to school a few meters away from us. She looked surprised. And said; 'Why? We Always alk about stuff during class! Why are you being so weird about it?'. Maybe i have to tell her.. But i can't she will probably hate me for not telling her inmediatly cause she is a huge belieber, aarrgghh! 'well maybe because I dont want to talk about it'. She was starting to look pissed. 'Well then don't! But Then don't talk at all!' And she run away to other girls she knew. the rest of the day we didnt talk to each other. And when i saw her all she did was look really pissed at me.


I woke up all sweaty and shocked and started to cry because I had a nightmare about my dad. I went to my moms room. She was sleeping. I lie on the other side of her bed. I whisper; 'Are you awake?' And lie closer to her cause she is warm still crying. 'Well now i am' She whispers really sleepy. 'I'm sorry I woke you up mom but I had a nightmare'. She turns around in bed and gives me a hug. 'Baby don't cry! It's just a bad dream, tomorrow when you wake up the tears will be gone and a new day has started.'. While I cry even more because my dad used to say that. 'I'm sorry honey, just dont cry.. it is al going to be alright' she stroked my hair. 'But mom, it's not! Nadee won't even look at me because I never tell her anything about my past'. I am crying like a baby.. i feel so dumb that i cry but i can't stop the tears. 'Maybe you should tell her.. I mean you two are Always together! Just invite her for a sleepover and explain it all.' We talk a bit more and then both fall asleep.


The next day I went to school really fast! On my way i saw Nadee and wanted to talk to her. And all she did was ride away faster. So i yell 'Just stop for a second! i only have to ask you one thing! And if you don't want it then ill leave you.' People behind me and in front of me on the bike look at me like i am crazy! She slowed down a bit but didn't stop, so i had to put up some effort. I told her about the sleepover. 'I will see if i can make it' she said. But that is enough for me! i know she is going to come. i just wonder why would she be so mad about me not telling about my past.



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