Demons

Farrah Jones is a good girl. She doesn't drink or swear, and has the appropriate number of sweater in her wardrobe. Farrah believes she's finally left behind her dark past, but when she moves away with to a foster home in Stratford, Ontario she meets her new best friend. Her path to a new beginning is challenged by Stratford Central Secondary School's Walking One-Night Stand. Justin Bieber, lean, cut, and tattoos, is exactly what Farrah wants- and needs- to avoid. He spends his days as the ultimate high school campus charmer. The moment he saw Farrah he saw something. Something beautiful. Something haunted. Something special. He tricks her into his everyday life, but if he wants to keep her in his life, he must overcome his demons and figure out hers.

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16. Chapter Fifteen

                     Today was Saturday which meant we (Luke, Allie, Justin, and I) would all go on this little hang out thing. I was fine with it but I just wasn't too sure of how it would play out. Maybe something would happen, maybe not.

 

                     I was in my room already changed. I was wearing this:

 

 

 

 

                     "Are you ready, Al?" I asked through her door. "Almost," She answered. "Okay, well, I'll be downstairs." I informed her. "Okay," She said.

 

                     I let her be, and I walked downstairs, into the kitchen. There, I poured myself a glass of orange juice. "Almost" in Allie terms meant around twenty to thirty minutes. I'd be waiting for a little while longer so I turned the television on knowing that time would go by faster if I was distracted.

 

                     Just as predicted, Allie came down twenty-five minutes later. Her hair was curled, and she was dressed all girly in her shorts, blouse, and flats; she was dressed so simply, but she still looked so girly. She also spent so much time just to dress into that and do the loose curls. It blew my mind.

 

                     "Hey," Allie smiled, "Your sweater's cute."

 

                     "Thanks," I beamed, turning the TV off with the remote.

 

                     "Let's get going, then." She grabbed her keys and we started out the door.

 

                     We both got into her car and we drove. The routine was as usual, and we were to arrive very shortly.

 

                     "Hey, Al," I began, catching her attention when I lowered the volume. "Yea," She responded. "How do they get money to pay for their apartment?" I asked her. "Justin does all the work, and Luke does some extra work." Allie said, focusing on the road in front of us.

 

                     "What kind of work?" I asked. "Luke, occasionally, works on Justin's dad's car, and you already know about Justin."

 

                     "Yea, but he's paid like ninety bucks every two weeks." I looked at her. "Yea..." She began, but didn't finish. I glared at her in hopes that she would finish.

 

                     "He'll show you one day." She finally said.

 

                     "Ok," I said, "What does that mean?" I asked right as she pulled into the apartment building parking lot.

 

                     "You'll see." She grinned. I rolled my eyes.

 

                     We stepped out of the car as soon as she turned it off. The boys were already outside, waiting on the steps.

 

                     "What took you two so long?" Luke asked. "Nicer," Allie said, raising her brow. "What took you two so long... darling?" He finally said. "Better," she giggled, and kissed his cheek. "Allie was still getting ready." I answered.

 

                     "Mine or yours?" Allie asked Luke. "Mine; Mine is bigger." Luke answered. "Okay," We all said. He unlocked the doors and we all got in; Justin and I in the back and the couple in the front.

 

                 

 

"I hate previews," I muttered as a preview for a cliché movie of a popular boy turning an unpopular girl into a drop-dead gorgeous prom queen. We were about the only people there except for a small group of about four to six girls and boys with one parent, I assumed. Allie, Justin, and Luke had chosen a comedy despite what I said. I was outnumbered three to one.

 

                     "How much longer?" I groaned, sliding in my seat. "It's been like eight minute."

 

                     "Patience, my dear Pigeon, is a virtue," Justin smirked next to me. "Shut up," I retorted. His white teeth gleamed in the dark. His smile was contagious was all I could think when I caught myself smiling as well. The movie began after another minute or so.

 

                     It really did end up living up to what it was supposed to be: funny.

 

                     Even though I didn't want to watch it at first, I did end up enjoying it. I knew that once I would let one small laugh out they'd shove it in my face, talking about how I didn't want to watch it.

 

                 

 

"That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be," I added to Luke's praise for the movie. "C'mon, you know it was funny," Allie looked at me from the passenger seat with a smirk on her face, "You were laughing, like, the entire time."

 

                     "Okay," I sighed, "It was better than I thought it would be."

 

                     "You're impossible," She shook her head, turning back in her seat.

 

                     We arrived shortly after to a McDonalds. They all got Big Macs except me. I just got my favorite thing: a large chocolate chip frappé. After they ate we went to a local bowling alley that also had laser tag, batting cages, go-kart, mini-golf, and of course an arcade.

 

                     "I think we should do laser tag, instead." I suggested. "I second that motion." Luke raised his hand. "Yep," Allie said. "Sounds good," Justin said.

 

                     "Let's go find it," I recommended, nodding my head towards the stairs. "Oh, yeah. Good idea, chica." Allie winked, and linked her arm into mine. We walked up the stairs, leaving the boys to follow behind us.

 

 "Okay," I sighed, "It was better than I thought it would be."

 

                     "You're impossible," She shook her head, turning back in her seat.

 

                     We arrived shortly after to a McDonalds. They all got Big Macs except me. I just got my favorite thing: a large chocolate chip frappé. After they ate we went to a local bowling alley that also had laser tag, batting cages, go-kart, mini-golf, and of course an arcade.

 

                     "I think we should play laser tag, instead." I suggested. I had never played, but I always heard that it was fun. How hard could it be? "I second that motion." Luke raised his hand. "Yep," Allie said. "Sounds good," Justin said.

 

                     "Let's go find it," I recommended, nodding my head towards the stairs. "Oh, yeah, good idea, chica." Allie winked, and linked her arm into mine. We walked up the stairs, leaving the boys to follow behind us.

 

                     We eventually found the laser tag and received our four vests and "guns"

 

                     "Kids," The guy who worked here called us over. We walked over to him, and he let us go through. "Ever play before?" Justin asked. I didn't answer as the lights went out and I hurried to hide. How hard could this really be?

 

 

 

 

"Damn, Pigeon," Justin said, "you were terrible." He teased. "Shut up, it was my first time- ever!" I barked. He just laughed more. "Nice to see that my humiliation is amusing you," I scowled.

 

                     "Nobody was watching you so you shouldn't be humiliated. And, it was your first time, so..." he drifted off.

 

                     "It's embarrassing non-the-less." I sulked.

 

                     "Smile, Pidge," He suggested. When I didn't, he pulled the corners of my mouth up until I started laughing. "Much better," He grinned.

 

                     "Whatever," I rolled my eyes playfully.

 

                     I left him behind and asked Allie if she wanted to bowl. I actually knew how to bowl; I wasn't trying anything new this time.

 

                     "Yeah, okay. Let's go get the shoes." She beamed. We all walked up to the counter and retrieved our bowling shoes.

 

                     "I'll go first," I said, tying my shoes. "Okay," Justin said. He was putting in our names on the screen and everything. "You want the bars on or," He smirked.

 

                     "I'm not a child. I can do without the little bars blocking off the gutters." I raised my brows. He laughed. I don't get this boy. He didn't seem at all fazed by my remark.

 

                     I got a light blue bowling ball, and went up into the lane. I turned back to see that they were done, not that it really mattered.

 

                     I swung the ball back, then forward again, letting it go. Straight down the middle, but it curved a little and missed two. I went back with the ball and got the spare.

 

 

                     "Nice," Allie beamed. I laughed and sat down. I noticed that Luke had come back with four bright red sodas. I took one, and stuck a straw through the lid. Just one sip... and I'm in love. I sang in my head. I sat back and watched the other three go, until it was my turn again.

 

                     After we finished, Justin and I hung around for a while longer while we waited for Allie and Luke to go to the bathroom. I knew something more was going to happen than just using the restroom. Sigh.

 

                     "You're pretty good," Justin broke the silence between us. "Thanks," I tucked a loose piece of hair behind my ear, awkwardly. "Can I ask you something?" I asked, abruptly. "Go for it," He said, taking a sip of his drink.

 

                     "How are you paying to live in your apartment?" It was the second time I had asked that tonight, but I had thought about it more than twice.

 

                     "You know what I do," he shrugged. He didn't look at me, and was obviously hiding something. "I know, but you don't make enough money to pay off your apartment monthly," I said, pushing him in hope that he'd give me an answer.

 

                     "I may or may not do some extra stuff every month." He shrugged, again.

 

                     "What?" I asked, leaning forward. "What do you, I mean."

 

                     "I'll show you one day," I rolled my eyes. "I could show you next Saturday if you want." He said. "Okay," I hesitated a little. I was so interested in knowing, not taking part in it.

 

                     An awkward silence hung around us before I let a statement emit from my lips without thinking. "This isn't a date," I accidently said aloud. He laughed, unfazed. "I know. We're just friends." he smirked, and under his breath, he added, "for now,"

 

                     "Justin!" I slapped his arm.

 

                     "I'm just kidding." he chortled.

 

                     "A toast," I put my cup in the air. He hesitantly put his up too. "To being the only girl Justin Bieber doesn't want to sleep with." His face fell.

 

                     "What are you talking about?" He looked at me, like I was crazy. I looked back at him. "I've thought of about fifty ways to throw you onto that couch, but I just don't see you that way anymore." He said, playing with the straw in his cup. I just sat there astonished. "I guess that's good," I finally uttered. He nodded with a sly smile.

 

                     "Did we interrupt anything?" Allie asked slowly. "Nope," I stood up, trying to convince her with a big smile. "Okay, then, let's go." Luke said his attitude completely different from before.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A/N

 

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