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? ...


48. ~ The Prince That Loved A Stranger ~

Anna's P.O.V.

I decided to give myself some rest. Being an 'attiention-whore' is much harder than you think. It feels like I'm changing into somekind of new lifestyle. Or Rachel is. She's the role I just have to play to survive the last year of high school. Senior year is either nice and quiet or survival of the fittest. After what I know what this place can do, I'm almost prepared for anything. Almost.

I have 6 months to become a "Queen" or an "It girl". It seemed quite impossible with Jennifer, but I knew that she had a weakness. I just needed to find it. As soon as she's off the scoreboard, her 'minions' will leave her for the top 1, aka (also known as)  me. All I need to do, is to let my dark side out. And believe me. Everyone has one.

My phone was buzzing loudly now, so I gave up on ignoring as I had the last ten minutes. I checked to caller and hoped it was Justin. It was'nt. It was Chris.

"Hey Chris" My voice was a bit harsh, but he did'nt notice. I was'nt mad ... Or ... I was'nt mad at him ... Even though I still was'nt over the cheating he did.

"Hey Anna. Look, I just wanted to know if you would ... Ehm ... Hang out?"

"................ Chris, it's Saturday. You know that, right? ..."

He did'nt reply, but of course he knew that. This was'nt a day where we needed to play happy couple.

"I .... I know ... But ... They might not believe if they don't see us together more often"

His voice got more confident, because he knew he had an extremely good point. I bit my lower lip. I had nothing to fire back and nothing to hide behind. I could lie, sure. But I had already done that a whole lot lately. I want to be on the popular scoreboard, not the liar one. Even though, I'd totally win a prize for beating the record.

"S-Sure ... Where do you want to meet?" My voice was shaking a bit. We had'nt really hung out since ... Since we were dating ...

"Look outside"

I got up from my bed and looked out of my window. He was gorgeous as always and it hurt like Hell, when he did those things that only guys in movies do ... He was the prince on the white horse and I was the stranger he left behind and later came back to. Even if we get back together, I don't think Chris and I will stay together and get married, have kids and stuff. But that does'nt mean that my feelings for him will change ...

"I'll be out in second. I just need some make u-"

"Don't" He interrupted. "You look much better without it. Now get your butt downhere" He said. I knew he was smiling. So was I.

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