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.


10. Chapter Nine

               Saturday came around quickly. Anytime now, Collin would come by and pick me up. I was just wearing one of Allie's dresses that I "just had to wear!" and a pair of her black stilettos.


               "Are you ready?" Allie asked. "Yea, I guess." I flattened out the skirt of my dress- well Allie's dress. "Nervous?" She asked. I nodded. She laughed.  "Don't be," she smiled. I smiled back. The doorbell rang. I stood up quickly. "Mom and Dad are going to be out for their dinner date soon so it'll just be me, you, and Luke for about an hour before they come home." Allie informed me.


               "You don't know when I'm coming home."  I scoffed.


               "You have a curfew, need I remind you?" I sighed. "I'll be home by ten." I slouched.  "You tell him that." I demanded.


               "What am I, your mother?"


               "I'll sound like an idiot." 


               "OK, fine." I finally opened the door and there he stood. Collin was wearing a white button down with black slacks and dress shoes. He definitely cleaned up nicely. "Hi," He smiled. "Don't you look lovely?"


               I blushed. " You look nice, too." 


               "Thanks," He grinned. He nodded towards the car. I nodded.


               I felt so awkward because Allie was hiding behind the closed door, instructing me on what to do. I had to whisper to her that I knew what I was doing.


              "Have her back by ten, Collin!" Allie called after him while we were walking towards the car. "Okay," He answered. I hoped he didn't bring me home on time. Maybe something would happen...


               "So, where are we going?" I asked as he started driving his Porsche out of the neighborhood. "Well, Miss Farrah, I will be taking you to Capriccio Grill."


               Sounds interesting... sort of.


               He drove for about ten minutes before we pulled up to the designated restaurant. "Looks... expensive." I said looking from the floor to the ceiling. This place was classy. It looked like a restaurant out of movie: black and white tile floors, windows looking into the downtown streets, white table cloths, dim lights, red roses. It was beautiful.


               "Don't worry about it," He squeezed my hand, reassuringly. For a first date, it was pretty nice. We were led to a table in an area that wasn't as packed. 


               I ordered a water and he as well.


               "So, why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"


              Oh no. Not this game again... I was going to try this time. I want Collin to like me. Well, he must like me a little already if he asked me to go out with him tonight.

             "Well, I'm seventeen. Allie's Foster sister... Um, I, uh, um, I, er..." I was having a mental block. I didn't know what to say.


             Dang it, Farrah! This isn't the time!


             "Haha, you're so cute when you stutter." Collin tried helping my awkward situation. I smiled down, shyly. He didn't know he had just made me a little self-conscious of my nervous habit.


             "Um, why don't you tell me some thing about yourself." I suggested, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Oh, well, I'm eighteen. I have no siblings of any sort. I'm from Arkansas."


             Oh, crap! I was still at a loss for words. I needed to relax if i was going to make conservation with this boy.


             "Collin!" A lady said from a short distance.


             "Why, hello, Mrs. Abernathy. How are you?" Collin shook this woman' s hand after he stood up.


             "I'm wonderful! Thank you for asking me!" She smiled politely, then looked at me quickly.


             "Mrs. Abernathy, this is Farrah." He introduced me. "It's nice to meet you." i smiled and shook her hand. "You, too, dear." A man, her husband- I'm guessing- came from behind her. Collin introduced me to the man. They chatted for a while as I sat with my hands in my lap suddenly finding my fingernail polish interesting.


             I normally didn't get too dressed up like this.


             The night went on like this: people came up to Collin, he introduced me to them, and then we'd sit back down.


             "I'm sorry we keep getting interrupted. It's nine-forty. I think I should get you home." He smiled. I nodded. Besides all the intrusions I managed to be able to talk to him like he was an old friend. He was a very charming, polite, cute young man.


             He is what I need. Collin is the type of guy I want.

             I found out that the reason everybody knew him was because his parents ran the restaurant. It was theirs.


             We left after he paid. I knew he didn't plan on doing anything. I guess it was okay. He wasn't even going to kiss me or anything. I could tell because he didn't have "that" look in his eyes. It wasn't the same look that the men my mother brought home with her when I was younger had in their eyes. Lust. If he were to ask me to be his girlfriend, I would say yes.


             He drove me home and his Porsche pulled into the driveway. I didn't want to leave. I liked him. He was funny and very nice to hang out with. He opened the door for me and held my hand to help me out. Tucker didn't do that for me when we dated. Tucker didn't do any of the things Collin did for me. All Tuck did with me was use me. We never went all the way, though. It would anger him every time I wouldn't.


             I lightly swept my free hand over my dress where my scar was hiding underneath.


             "I had a great time."  Collin said when we reached the front door. He snapped me out of my daydreams.


             "Me too," I smiled.


             "Maybe we could try this again sometime... without all the interruptions, though." I laughed. "I think that I'd like that." I smiled. I could see his eyes look from my eyes to my lips for a split second and then he licked his lips.


             I giggled. Maybe he was going to kiss me. He was still holding my hand. He took another glance at my lips. Might as well!


             I put my hand at the back of his neck and pulled him closer to my face. Even with the heels, he was still a little bit taller than I was. He let go of my hand and grabbed my waist lightly while I put it around his neck. All of these movements seemed to be taking forever to do, but in reality, this was ll happening in a matter of seconds.


             Just as our lips were barely touching the front door swung open. I immediately pulled away to look at who was there: Luke and Justin. Are you kidding me? Worst timing ever!


             "Well, hello, Pigeon." Justin smirked. "Pigeon?" Collin looked at me then to Justin. "It's a long story." I sighed.


             "Sounds interesting. You'll have to tell me someday." he smiled. I nodded. " I guess, i should get going, then." Collin stood awkwardly. "Yea, sure. Thanks for the amazing night! I'll see you Monday." I kissed his cheek. He smiled at me before walking back to his car.


             I turned back to the two of them- well, now three. Allie and Luke were smiling while Justin's jaw was clenched.


             "You two dating?" He asked. "No." I said. I wish. "That was a pretty friendly goodbye," He raised a brow. "So? Why do you care?" I pushed past him to go up the stairs.


             Luke was happy, but Justin wasn't. How?


             When I reached my room, I peeled off the dress and cleaned my face free of the make up I had on. I put on and over sized shirt and jumped onto my bed. I instantly fell asleep.

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