Trouble

"I wasn't asking about you." I screamed at him.
"oh yeah, not what I heard."
"well trust me, I wouldn't make my life revolve around some stupid, arrogant, manwhore anyways." I felt the rage inside of me with that last sentence.
I walked away with my head held high, no regrets, nothing. It felt like a ton of brick had been lifted off my shoulders, I had relief from him.
He ran up and grabbed my arm tightly, I tried to jerk away but his grip only got tighter. "Let go of me I'm going home!" "No you're not!" and with that, everything went black.

This story contains racing, drinking, drugs, and alcohol. Other celebrities and Justin's friends will be featured. This story is full of twists and turns that you won't see coming.

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1. Prolouge

   It was my first time going to Stratford High School. It was a small town, so small they only had one high school. Everyone knew everyone. So since I was new to Stratford, Canada, everyone was well aware. It was only myself that moved here. No parents, they're actually the reason I moved here, my dad's in jail and mom just died, so my last resort was my grandma here in Stratford. I hit my alarm clock and got my clothes on, black ripped skinny jeans, black v-neck, and black converse. I walked into the bathroom, put on basic makeup and brushed my teeth. I ran out the door and into my Jeep Wrangler. I parked into my assigned spot and looked in the mirror, I pushed my long brown hair behind my ear and got out of the car. I walked up the front steps and into the front office. Teens were everywhere, talking, texting, or trying to figure if they had the same classes as their friends. I walked up to the administrator. "Hello, my name is Sam and it's my first day." She looked up at me from her computer but kept her fingers typing. She took a deep breathe then pressed the mouse a couple of times. She rolled her chair back and grabbed a paper off the printer and handed it to me, "Here's your schedule, go have a seat, I will have my TA show you around when she gets here." I smiled, "Thank you." then went to have a seat in the cheap, old red cushioned chair. I glanced over my schedule

1st: Pre- Cal AP Mr. Brook

2nd: P.E. Coach Kat

3rd: Marine Science AP Mr. Brant

4th: Us Gov and Econ Mrs. Smith

5th: Research Coach Kat

6th: Chorus Mrs. Leigh

7th: Painting Mr. Volk

  I set the paper on my lap and leaned back in the chair.I watched as the other kids were running around or seeing each other again since last year. Someone walked through the doorway at the back of the office. He was wearing a black v-neck, skinny jeans, and black supras. A teacher or principal came walking behind him,

"Now you listen Mr. Bieber lets try and make this year better than last?" I'm assuming the principal was shaking his index finger towards the boy.

"You know me Mr. Powel, I just do what I do." a smile grew across his face.

"Well Mr. Bieber, lets hope those are good decisions. I don't want you in my office for bad behavior. Is that clear?" The mans face was getting red. if he were in a cartoon there would be steam out of his ears.

The boy leaned his arm against the counter, "Crystal."

"Get to class."

I could help but watch him walk out of the office and turn down one of the hallways. 

"Ok Sam, this is my TA Brandy, Brandy this is Sam, she is new and I need you to show her where to go." 

Brandy reached for my schedule  and I grabbed my backpack off the ground and followed Brandy out the front door as the bell rang and kids disappeared into their classrooms.

"So where did you move from, Sam."

She was trying to create small talk, just keep it cool, you're new and need friends. Brandy kept looking down at my schedule then in front of her.

"I just moved from Cali."

Brandy stopped in her tracks, "Then what the hell made you move to Georgia. Especially here?"

I couldn't help but laugh, "Long story short, mom died, dad jail, so I live with my grandma."

Brandy put her hand on my shoulder with sadness in her eyes, "I'm so sorry."

I shrugged "It's okay, everything happens for a reason right?" I put a small giggle in there.

"Well looks like we have the same lunch, want to sit with me and my friends today?"

"Yeah, that would be nice, thank you Brandy."

   Brandy showed me around the school then took me back to my first period class. "You ready?" She looked back and smiled. I smiled back and nodded my head. She lifted her hand and knocked on the door. A older man came and answered the door.

"Can I help you?" he adjusted his glasses. Brandy took over for me.

"Mr. Brook this is Sam, she is new and is in your class." she looked at me.

"Very well come in." 

"Thanks Brandy, see you at lunch." I called out behind her.

"Welcome Sam!"

    I walked into the classroom and all eyes were on me. 

"Sam you will sit in front of Justin, who isn't here today, go figure." he made a couple marks on his paper. He looked back up at me like I was supposed to know where to sit.

"Are you going to take a seat Sam?"

"Are you going to tell me where the seat is." I shot back, not a good first impression. The whole class oohed and ahhed.

"I don't think your off to a great start Ms. Sam, your seat is here." He pointed to a seat all the way to the left and back of the classroom. I walked to my seat and sat, slowly sliding down the seat trying to make myself disappear. There was another knock at the door, the girl in the first seat of my row got up to open it. In came the same boy from the office this morning, he turned and walked down my aisle, he made eye contact as he passed me, then sat right behind me. 

"Thank you for joining us today Mr. Bieber."

"No problem." all the kids laughed and Mr. Brooks walked over to his paper and made more marks.

Justin put his feet on the basket under my desk and leaned over to the person next to him. He was whispering, "who is in front of me?" I tried not to make it noticeable I was listening, I leaned back some more. The boy next to him simply said, "She's new." 

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