*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
I woke up with a start- sitting up fast, hitting my head on the headboard of my bed in the process.
"Ouch" I grumbled to myself rubbing my sore head.
I looked at the clock noticing it was 8:05 and remembering it was Tuesday.
"Shit!" I exclaimed scrambling out of bed. I was for sure going to be late.
I walked to the bathroom and turned on my shower. I got in and washed myself and hopped out wrapping a warm towel tightly around my body.
I walked into my room and to my closet pulling out a pair of Abercrombie and Fitch skinny jeans, my grey UGG boots, and a pink comfy oversized sweater.
I threw my outfit on walking to my bathroom at the same time. I blow dried my hair, then straitened it. I put on a little foundation, some eyeliner and mascara and baby lips, and scrambled down the stairs to grab a bite to eat after unhooking my phone from its charger and shoving it in my pocket.
"Morning mom." I muttered walking past.
"Morning sweetie." She replied.
I walked into the kitchen and grabbed an Arizona tea and and Apple and put my idea on and grabbed my purse and book bag.
"Bye mom!" I called walking out the door and hopping into my car.
Another day, I thought to myself. Another day.
I shut my locker and walked to English with my books and sat down in my seat just as the bell sounded.
I sat back and waited for Mrs. Gine to start talking.
We were suddenly interrupted by the door swinging open loudly and a figure leaning against it. And that figure was the boy that I hadn't been able to get out of my head all night.
That figure was Justin Bieber.
"Ah Mr. Bieber, late again are we?" Mrs. Gine said sarcastically.
He scoffed. "Yup." He said popping the 'p'.
I rolled my eyes and went back to picking the purple nail polish off of my nails. I was interrupted with a sound of a chair being pulled out from under a desk beside me.
I looked up and sure enough, it was him.
"Hey, Fait? Was it?" He asked.
Really he's this dumb?
"Um.. It's Faith." I said snobbish, correcting him.
"Oh sorry babe." He said with a wink.
I just rolled my eyes and looked back at the teacher and continued to pick off my nail polish, trying to ignore Justin as best as I could.
"So, you're a figure skater?" He asked.
I huffed and looked at him with an annoyed look on my face.
"Yes." Was simply all I said.
"Cool babe." He said with a wink.
I scoffed and rolled my eyes again. Can't he just find a different seat? My thoughts were interrupted by the bell sounding indicating that the school day was over. I sighed a sigh of relief but that soon vanished when I realized how much homework I had. I shrugged the overwhelming feeling off and walked out the doors and to my car, but only to find the boy I wanted most to avoid leaning on it.
"What now Bieber?" I asked, irritation clear in my voice.
"At least you said my name" he smirked, completely ignoring my question.
"Well I'd really like to go home now.. So if you could move that would be great thanks!" I said with a sarcastic smile playing on my lips.
He merely smirked and got off my car walking past me so close I felt his hot breath on my earlobe, sending chills down my spine.
And with that he whispered, "see ya later babe." And walked off.
Leaving me confused and frozen in the parking lot of Stratford Highschool.