Back to Canada

Anna had always been that nerdy girl from Canada. The girl with the glasses, the boring clothes and the perfect grades. Everyone remebered her as that girl. But when she returns to her old school, nobody realises it's her. Is it her new start, or is it just the same life over again? And what happends when Justin Bieber, who was the worst of all in the past, invites her to his party? What happends if she goes? ...


10. ~ Stay ~

Anna's P.O.V.

The whole weekend, I've waited for him to call. Or to text me or something like that. But he did'nt. If he wanted to talk, then he gotta start talking, right? ... I sighted. Monday ... We were already through the first lessons, and it was time for the lunchbreak. But just when I was about to get out of the classroom, he grabbed my arm. "Stay" He said.


Flashback ...

"Don't worry, I would love to stay, believe me. But as you said, the party is downstairs". He completely ignorred my last sentence. "Then stay ..." I shook my head. "Narh, it's fine. I'll just-.." I could'nt even continue, before he interrupted me with a soft kiss. "Stay ..." He whispered.

I was'nt sure about my feelings, when I felt his lips connect with mine but ... Somehow it felt natural ...He tasted like alcohol, which was'nt weird, since this is a party. I was just ... so scared ... and then again ... so calm at the same time? When he pulled away, he looked into my eyes. "Please stay ..." He said again. I nodded very slowly. "Okay ... I'll stay ..." I whispered, and the room got darker.


The flashback from last night ended, and I just stood there in shock.


"Are you okay? ..." He asked.

I looked up and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. So ... What did you want to talk about? You know, that I have a phone right?"

He chuckled by my words.

"Yeah I know ... But I wanted to talk to you in person"

I smiled weakly, but inside I was crying for help.

"Well, if you called me, you could have arranged a meeting or something" I teased.

He chuckled again. "Yeah, you're probably right"

I sat down. "So uhm Bieber ... You should start talking ..." I said.

He nodded slow. "I just ... I really wanna apologize about friday night. The only thing I remember, is asking you to go downstairs and leave in a really rude way ..."

I sighted, not knowing if it was in relief or disappointment.

"Don't worry about it" I said, while I got up from my seat, maybe a little to quick.

He quickly grabbed my arm once more. "Did I say something wrong? ..." He already looked hurt. I shook my head.

"No, don't worry. I'm just ... Really tired. I worked on the chemistry project ..."

Then he got silent. I should'nt have told him that ... He knew that he pulled me away from my work, by inviting me to his party ... And now he felt guilty about it, since I have'nt slept. I worked on the project all night ...

"It's not your fault. I don't really like ... Partying ..." I mumbled.

He got silent again. Wait, did'nt I say that at the party? ... He looked like he was in another place ... He was slowly remembering ...

"Uhm, sure ..." He mumbled, but was clearly not really there. I quickly left him in the classroom, and went straight for the cafeteria. I just need to keep my big mouth shut ...




It's weeks since the party and I really thought, that Justin had forgotten. But this lunchbreak proved me wrong. He had been starring, sending small notes, asking for forgiveness for the kiss. I have'nt replied. I don't know .... I just .... I think I enjoyed it. The kiss. And he sounds like, it was the worst thing that could possibly happend. Like, I would just make him lose his 'Oh so rare and precious popularity'. It just really pissed me off. But that's how it is ... And it's defininitely for the best.

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