Baby, Tell Me Something I Don't Know...

Selena Gomez is an average 17 year old at high school. Before Justin became a star, Selena and Justin were soulmates and they shared an in separable bond with each other. They always promised each other they would stay best friends for ever but they both grew up, things change and people change.
After Selena's 12th birthday party, everything changed between them. He chose Ariana over Selena and rose to fame, soon forgetting about everything they had.
5 and a half years later Justin mysteriously starts attending Selena's high school wanting her back but Selena knows there's more than what meets the eye.

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13. Chapter 13

*Selena's POV*

 

I left. Why? Because Scooter and I made a deal that Justin would never have to see/hear/talk to me again and if its for the best I'm all for it if its what he wants. Even though I have no idea which school I'm transferring too, I know this will all be okay in the end, hopefully.

 

*Justin's POV*

 

She's gone. Only now, 2 weeks later do I realize that she isn't even enrolled in the school anymore. I call Scooter, having a feeling that he might have something to do with this.

"Scooter what was the deal you made with Selena...she's gone?!" I asked and Scooter seemed to find it funny,

"Mate, Justin, you have nothing to worry about, we agreed if I did this for her you wouldn't have to talk or see of hear from her again" he said and I dropped my phone.

"Scooter sometimes you can be a real idiot" I spat and I ran out of that school as fast as I could.

I don't know how I am going to find what school she is at but never say never right? I unlatch the dodgy gate that I remember from 5 years ago, nothing's changed. When the gate slams shut something falls out of the letter box, I pick the envelope up and look in the top corner: California East High. 

 

*Selena's POV*

 

My new school is great, I love it! Everything is so great, I have a bunch of friends and my classes ate better than I originally expected. That's what I keep trying to tell myself over and over again but it's not reality, in fact sometimes I close my eyes and pretend I'm back at California High with Justin and his perfect....everything but then I open my eyes and I'm sitting next to this cliche, stereotyped geek who apparently is known as Dorky Darryl who wears worse head gear than Darla from Finding Nemo, he sniffles every 5 seconds and occasionally dribbles and doesn't even realize.

I groan quietly in frustration hoping that something good will come out of all of this. I think I fall asleep because I hear someone calling my name interrupting a really good dream.

"Miss Gomez, sorry to be of any inconvenience and  interrupt your nap during my class" he said sarcastically, teacher sarcasm don't you just love it!

"But i have been told that apparently you have someone in the corridor waiting to talk to you and it is urgent" he continued and I sighed flattening out my "bed hair" as I got off the chair slowly.

This is a total waste of time, can't this talk just wait until AFTER school- wait…pfft why am I complaining at least I get to be away from my grotty desk partner.

I walk into the empty corridor and there isn't a single person there, it's so quiet you would be able to hear a pin drop. I wait a few seconds to see if my "mystery person" is going to show but then I get tired of waiting and pull out my phone. I hear someone whistling down the corridor but I am to intrigued by my latest Instagram feed to look up,

“'Sup" I hear someone say and I look flicker my eyes up so quickly I hardly get a look of who it is.

"Hey" I reply still scrolling through my phone, it's probably another jerk at this school trying to hit...on...me... 

Wait, wait, wait, in the half a millisecond that I looked up I saw a guy standing there, with black jeans, white t-shirt, gold chain, light brown hair pulled up perfectly in a quiff...a smile to die for A.K.A perfection but A.A.K.A Justin Bieber.

I double take and look up and see him still standing there with his hands in his pockets. I am so confused and happy and excited and every other feeling under the sun that I don't know what to do so I just stand there waiting for my brain to take in what is happening so I can run up to him and hug him like I have been dying too in the past few months. 

I wipe my now teary eyes with my sleeve and slowly start to walk closer to him but then I give up and run towards him.

I crash into him nearly knocking him over but none of us really care, "You're an idiot" he laughed quietly into my ear and I just shake my head. When I first saw him I was crying happy tears but now, you know when you're crying but you don't know if you're happy or sad, or the reason why but it makes you feel better, well that's me around about now. 

 

 

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