All Bad

Justin Bieber is all bad for Monique.


1. Pool Party

Monique's P.O.V.

It's the first day of summer and its boring. I don't like the heat, and I don't like to swim (if its too hot). Speaking of hot, there's this guy named, Justin. He just arrived at my mom's pool party with his dad. My mom and his dad have been dating for awhile and I cant stand it. Justin is so annoying, all he does is pull pranks on everyone and party. But I have a plan to put an end to this relationship. All I have to do is expose Justin's dad for the scum he is. "Hey." Justin said. "What do you want?" I said. Justin just smiles and walks away. I feel like he's going to try and prank me, so I'm keeping my eyes open.


Justin's P.O.V.

Monique hates me and I don't know why. I never did anything to her, every prank I've done, I mad sure it didn't have any effect on her. I don't know why but I have feelings for her. I think she doesn't like me because I guess me and my dad are taking her mom away from her. She told me that her and her mom used to be close when she was little, but that changed when her mom started going out with some guy to clubs. She told me that when we were friends but after she found out that my dad was that guy she stopped talking to me. "Momo, can you please hand Justin and his father their plates for me?" Monique's mom yells from the kitchen. Monique walks to the kitchen and grabs the plates. "Ughh, here's your plates." Monique says without looking us in the eyes. Monique walks away and sits at the computer. "What do you want on your plate, momo?" Monique's moms ask. "Nothing, and don't call me momo." Monique says angrily. I laughed at her moms nickname for her. "Shut up." Monique mobbles under her breathe. We eat and wait for a few minutes then go to the pool. "Monique are you going to get in the pool with us?" Monique's mom asked. "Yea. Just let me go put my bathing suit on." Monique goes and puts her bathing suit on pretty fast. She comes out and she looks pretty good. Then she gets in the pool where no one else was. "You look nice." I say. "Thanks." She replied. My dad and Mrs. Halle are giggling and kissing. Me and Monique were left there in awkward silence. "So, how have you been?'' I said trying to get a conversation going. "I'm fine. Stop talking to me." She says probably rolling her eyes under her sunglasses. "Fine we could just sit her and be bored." I said. "Why do act like we're still friends? Didn't I make it clear that we're not?" She says getting angry. "Yea, but I'm trying to have a good relationship with my future sister." I said trying to lighten the mood. "What do you mean, 'future sister', our parents are just dating. They'll probably break up by next week." She says with a kind of evil smile. "How would you know when they would break up?" I asked. "Because I have special plans for you father." She says with a laugh. "I don't know if your mom would like for you to do something like that to her fiancé." I said. She gives me that what?, look. "What? You didn't know that my dad proposed? Oh, your mom didn't tell you." I said. Monique gets out of the pool and walks away. Her mother follows her.

Monique's P.O.V.

''Honey, what's wrong?'' Mother asked. ''What's wrong? What's wrong? You! You're what's wrong, all you do is think about yourself! How could you not tell me that Jeremy proposed to you? This is why I can harshly stand to call you mother, all you do is go behind my back and make plans for our ''family'' without asking me about it!'' I yelled, as my face turned red.

''I thought you'd be happy, this is supposed to be a good thing for all of us.'' She said, trying to calm me down. ''No, Ma. No. This isn't a good thing for us it's a good thing for you, all you think about is your...'' mom cuts me off. ''I was doing it for us.'' She started to wine. ''Bullshit, Ma.'' I yelled, walking away. ''What did you say?'' Mom asked, getting angry. I turned around. ''Bull..shit..'' I said, then walked away.

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