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.


2. Chapter One


         The bodies began pressing up against me as i struggled to get away from the crowd.


        The crowd and the yelling from the people died down. As i was walking I just happened  to bump into somebody. Their drink spilled onto my light pink sweater. Perfect! Just my luck! "Aw c'mon." i groaned. "Oh, sorry." A pair of flashy, red sneakers came before my eyes. My eyes traveled upwards; sagging denim jeans, muscle obviously visible under his shirt, his entire left arm covered in black tattoos, and finally a pair of warm, brown eyes. I was shoved from behind, but he caught me by my arm before i fell over.


         "Hey, back the fuck off her!" He frowned, shoving anyone who neared me. His stern expression turned into a smile at the sight of my shirt.


         "Sorry about that, Pigeon." He chuckled. "I'm Justin Bieber, by the way."


         "Yeah, I know who you are." I smiled.  "Of course you do," He laughed. "Yeah, it's not hard to find out who you are when people are yelling your name over a parking lot fight."


         "Oh, yeah..." he sniggered. "C'mon, Justin!" Another boy like Justin, but not as handsome, yelled,  "let''s get going!"


         "Alright, alright, Jesus." Justin groaned. "It was too bad about your sweater. It looked great on you." He winked at me after he whispered that in my ear. His cool, minty breath mixed with what-ever alcohol sent chills through my body, and his words made me blush. He walked away confidently with a smirk after seeing my reaction.


         "Farrah!" Allie, my best friend, yelled. "Where the hell did you run off to?" She hugged me. "Holy crap, i thought i lost you."


         "I'm here," I patted her back, signalling her that she should pull away from me now. "Yeah, i know. Did you see the fight? Idiots. Who fights in the parking lot after a football game?" She said. "Let's go find Luke. He's waiting for us." She took me wrist and pulled me along with her. She had met Luke at Freshman Orientation, according to her, and the must've really hit it off if they are in a relationship. They didn't officially become girlfriend and boyfriend until last spring.


         "Jeez, Allie, what took so long?" Luke asked when we met him at his black Mustang. He opened the door for Allie, and I took the backseat. "Sorry, Farrah decided to run away." she explained when Luke was revving up the engine. "Way to describe it," I groaned. My sweater was sticky with whatever concoction Justin had in his red plastic cup. "You smell like frickin' whiskey, Farrah." Luke frowned. I shook my head. I was going to have to put this in the wash.




         "Wake up!" Allie's voice rang in my ears. "Hole fuck, Al. You didn't have to scream in my ear!" i spat. She giggled. "Yea, yea, get up! School starts in twenty minutes!"


         "Alright, I'm up, I'm up!" i stretched. I was unexpectedly thrown my skinny ripped jeans and black band tee. "I still need to eat." I groaned while changing into my jeans. "Not at the rate you're changing at!"


         I yanked the shirt over my head, and slipped my black Converse on. I brushed my hair, and put it into a ponytail with my bangs still hanging over my right eye. "Ten minutes left, and Luke isn't here! C'mon!" She yanked my arm with her car keys in her hand. I always wondered why she car pooled with Luke if she could drive.


         Allie got us to school with two minutes to spare. She was never late to class. Our schedules were about the same, except that she didn't have Biology with me.


         Classes seemed to go on for forever, and it was tiring. Lunch finally came around and i was thankful. I hadn't eaten breakfast. We got out plates of God-knows-what and sat down outside. "So who was fighting last night?"


         Luke sighed. "That was my cousin Justin, " he nodded towards the end of the table. There he was, sitting without a scratch on him. "and Christopher Jenks." he looked at the other end of the cafeteria. I couldn't keep my eyes off of Justin. How long had he been going here? Well then again, I didn't really socialize with anyone besides Allie and Luke and Diane and Jon. And it was My first year here so...


         Justin caught me staring, and winked at me. I looked away. He stood up and moved from the seat at the end of the picnic table to the seat in front of me. A blonde sat in his lap.

         Allie leaned into my ear and whispered, "Poor girl doesn't know that Prada can't and wont make up for trash."


         I snorted at her clever remark.


         "Hey, skank, how about you shut up?!" the blonde occupying his lap hissed towards Allie. Justin lets his legs go weak, and the girl toppled onto the ground. "Justy..." She moaned.


         "Sorry, Lexie. Allie is one of my friends; you need to go find some other lap to sit on." He said. She looked at him with narrowed eyes wondering if he was serious. When he waved her away dismissively, she huffed and walked away fixing her pink miniskirt. Justin continued to eat as if nothing had happened. "So," Justin began. I rolled my eyes, disgusted. How could he act like nothing just happened. Like he didn't just do anything to this "Lexie" chick.


         "Don't be mad. She had to know it was coming- all girls should!" Destiny shrugged, "That's what One-Night Stands pretty much do." I rolled my eyes again.


         "Are you going to introduce me?" Justin asked. Allie sighed. "Justin this is my friend." She said. "She came with us to the football game last night. She's off limits!"


         "Can't make you any promises, Allie." He winked in my direction. "I remember you. Pigeon?" He asked even though he seemed to know the answer. I rolled my eyes again.


         "Do you have a twitch or something?" Justin rudely asked. "A what?" I snapped. "A twitch," he laughed, "Your eyes keep rolling around." i gave him a sarcastic smile.


         "Talking about eyes, what color are yours?" he leaned in, "Grey?" He was too close. I could feel his cool breath on my cheek. I turned my face so that we wouldn't have any eye contact. He sat back down in his seat. When he was done, Justin threw his trash away.


         He stopped by Allie and whispered something in her ear. "Hey, jackass!" Luke threw a french fry at Justin. "get your lips out of my girls ear!" Luke frowned. "Chill, Luke. Just had to ask her something." He held his hands up in mock defense.


         Once Justin walked away, Luke looked at Allie. "He wants you to bring her over tonight doesn't he?" Luke sighed. Allie nodded.














Okay so i decided i was going to change it up a bit. they were going to be in College, but i decided High School would be better. :) so bare with me as i write this story :)

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