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{ Justin's Point of View. }
 

" I can't do it to that girl. " I said to Chaz, chewing anxiously on my pizza. The thing is; to the guys, this would just be a fake dating. Fake cuddles. Fake kisses. Fake holding hands. But /I/ know, her and I will both fall for eachother.
 
"Justin, you're Mr.Know It All. You hardly even know this Maddie girl." Chaz always had to put his two cents into the argument.
 
"It's Maggie, first. And second, I know she's different..." As I said the words to myself, a smile fell on my lips. Chaz and Ryan both picked their heads up to see me trailing off into thought, and I snatched back in. " I mean, shes WEIRD. " I then nervously went back to my phone. God, this is gonna be hard to cover up.
 

" I knew you couldn't do it. " Ryan shook his head, smirking. I hate his pricky attitude.
 
" What are you gonna do in this time? " I asked, thinking more into the bet. " What are you gonna do if I win Ry? "
 
He pursed his lips for a couple seconds. " I'll give you my Bruins Jersey. " I've never seen Ryan's face more serious than I did at that moment.
 
The legendary Bruins Hockey Jersey. The jersey Chaz and I ENVIED growing up, because it wasn't just your regular throw-back jersey. It was signed. And in perfect condition. And every time you wore it, you could smell the scent of the Boston Bruins arena. My jaw dropped.
 
" Swear?! " I screamed with joy.
 
" Yes, but you have to date her for a month. " He said with a stern look. " Deal? " He stuck his hand out for shakes.
 
" Wait, wait. What if she doesn't wanna date Justin? " Chaz looked up from the game he was playing and looked confused. His stupid question made both Ryan and I chuckle.
 
" Yeah, OKAY. " I said to him with a smirk. " Fine, it's a deal." And with that, Ryan and I shook on it.
 

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{ Justin's Point of View. }
 
" Who are you texting? " Chaz poked his head over my shoulder, and I quickly sent the text to Maggie.
 
" Uh- no one. " I answered, slipping my IPhone into my pocket. I hated hiding her from them, but I really had no choice. Chaz just nodded and sat back down behind me.
 
" I'm gonna kick your as s, Justin! " Ryan said, bloating in the chair next to me. It was our typical Tuesday : video games, pizza, and a hockey game.
 
" Yeah, too bad you can't beat me in actual hockey. " I chuckled, and continued playing NHL12. I heard the kitchen timer go off downstairs, signalling that the pizza was done.
 
" I'll be right back. " I said, pausing the video game. I jumped off the couch and ran down to my kitchen, smelling the delicious pizza immediately. What can I say, I'm a great cook?
 
" OH, YOU JUST GOT OWNED! " Chaz screamed from upstairs, and I assumed he just beat Ryan, something that never happens. I smirked to myself, and grabbed a plate full of pizza, carrying it up to the video game room.
 
" Finally. " Chaz mumbled, jumping out of the video game chair, attacking the plate. He stuffed a whole piece in one bite, making disgusting sound effects.
 
Ryan continued playing the game, and through my phone down on the couch. Crap! I forgot to pick it up.
 
" Hey Justin! Can I have a ride tomorrow? I need a reason to talk to you. " Ryan cracked a joke, quoting a text I sent to Maggie. I chewed on my tongue, beyond pissed.
 
" ' Aw, Justin. Your too sweet, smiley face' " Chaz said, between bites, quoting another one of our texts.
 
" Guys, I'd appreciate some privacy. " I mumbled, sitting back down and grabbing my phone.
 
" You don't like her do you? " Ryan said, licking his lips. I stumbled to find myself an answer, that wasn't a lie. But, the words slurred out of my mouth.
 
" What?! Like her?! No! No! I don't! What are you saying?! " It came out too nervous, that anyone would have noticed I was lying.
 
" Good cover, bro. " Chaz said, shaking his head and starting his fifth piece of pizza.
 
" Why? You care about your reputation too much? " Ryan continued to annoy me with nosey questions.
 
" No? And I could care less about what people think about me. " I answered assertively.
 
Chaz laughed to himself, and I hit him in the back of the head. Something I've mastered since I was 6.
 
" Really? Well, I think it's bet time. " Ryan said, with a satisfied smirk on his face. Oh god, Ryans bets are usually brutal. I remember in 3rd grade, he bet I couldn't eat 6 spiders without puking. If he won, which he always does, I had to get a mohawk.
 
I narrowed an eye. "Shoot."
 
" I bet you, Murph, that you wouldn't date that Maggie girl, for over one month, since you don't care about your reputation. "
 
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{ Maggie's Point of View. }
 
" Ignore the rest of the grade ; Nicole's a complete b i tch. -Murph " I smiled as I read the note, and shoved it into my jean pocket.
 
" What did that say ? " Olivia asked, with an annoying tone. I bit my lip and shook my head.
 
" Nothing. " I replied and looked away. Ready to be lectured, Maggie?
 
" Just, don't fall for him, Mags. He's useless. A player. A tool. He's not worth - "
 
" You don't even know him! " I blurted out, by mistake. She looked taken back, and narrowed an eye.
 
" Neither do you ? " Her rude accent splured with her words.
 
I put my eye brows together and gave her a slightly dirty look. " Olivia, he's different. I know it. " I looked down with blushes covering my cheeks, as I put my hand on the note in my pocket.
 
- later -
 
" Are you following me ? " I asked with a smirk. Justin was sitting at the end of my tailgate, waiting for me after school.
 
" I just thought we didn't have a proper introduction. " He jumped off the tailgate, and stood closely to me. " I'm Justin Murphy. " His voice was so deep, and it was almost as good as his gorgeous hazel eyes, staring into mine.
 
His hand stuck out infront of me, and I reached to shake it, goosebumps running down my hand when we touched. "And you?" He asked, narrowing an eye.
 
" Oh- Maggie. Well, Margaret. But most people call me Maggie. " I smiled simply, and let go of his hand quickly.
 
" Well, if you must know, I just needed a ride home. " he stuck his hands in his pocket and bit his lip, " but if you don't want to ..." he teased me, then looked up with a goofy frown on his lower lip.
 
I giggled at him and nodded. " Yes, Justin. " I laughed, and started walking towards the drivers seat. I jumped in as he got into the passengers seat. I felt like a movie.
 
" By the way, you can call me Murph, most people do. " He informed me.
 
"Well, I'm not like most people. " I teased him, and shot a glance. He laughed and looked out the window.
 
I turned on the radio. Lil Wayne & Drake filled the car speakers, making both him and I jump. He laughed, as I lowered the volume quickly.
 
" Finally .." He mumbled, grinning. I could tell we already had a lot in common.
 
" So I hear your dad works at my Ice Rink? " he questioned, making conversation.
 
"Mhmm. He drives the Zamboni. " I informed him. Most people would be embarrassed of the job. But I, and possibly Justin too, thought it was pretty cool.
 
" Well at least now I know you weren't following me last night. " He grinned, flirtatiously. " Oh, and my street is the next left. " He pointed ahead.
 
" You live this close to the school, yet you still needed a ride? " I asked with a narrowed eye.
 
He pursed his lips. " And a reason to talk to you. " He shot me a smile, and my face blushed, as I pulled onto the street.
 
I couldn't help but notice how enormous the houses were. I didn't comment, because I was too scared of what Justin might think of if he saw my house.
 
" It's up here on the right, the big brick one. " He pointed to possibly the nicest house I've seen yet. It had a huge front yard, and a nice basketball hoop to match. The Canadian Flag was waving on a pole in the front yard, and I could easily see a home made hockey rink in the backyard.
 
" Thanks for the ride. " He said, almost jumping out of the car. I nodded and waved, trying not to blush.
 
" Oh- wait. " He stopped himself. He reached into his backpack for something, and found a Sharpie. He quickly handed it to my right hand, and I switched it over to my left.
 
"Your a lefty too?" He beamed up at me. I gave a slight nod, adding that to the list of things we had in common. He smiled then remembered why he handed it to me.
 
" Gimme your number." He mumbled, and gave me his hand. I was surprised he asked me, but I couldn't pass it up. I jotted down seven digits, and finished it off with a heart. I capped the sharpie and gave it back to him.
 
He glanced at his hand and grinned. " Okay, thanks again Margaret! " he slammed the door shut and walked up to his front door.
 
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{ Justin's Point of View. }
 
I watched Chaz and Ryan burst out of laughter when I saw the girl get drenched in milk from Nicole. God, I hate that b i t c h.
 
But, I had to laugh ; or else the team would question. When the girl looked up at me and saw me laughing; as long as the rest of the cafeteria, she ran back to her table, tears running down her milky eyes.
 
" Whatta looser. " Ryan chuckled and continued eating his french fry.
 
" She's sucha freak. " Kyle laughed with Chaz, and chugged a Gatorade.
 
But, I couldn't insult her. For some reason ; she fascinated me. She's .. different. But, than a question ran through my mind as I glanced over to her, as she cried into her friends arms.
 
" Why was she coming over here? " I asked openly, looking passed Ryan's shoulder at her. The team seamed to stop what they were doing and wanted to answer on their own.
 
" Who cares? She's weird. " Chaz replied blankly. They all nodded their heads in agreement.
 
" Her dad's our new Zamboni driver at the ice rink. I guess living on a farm doesn't pay too much. " Diggy chuckled and high-fived Ryan. But their stupid jokes about making fun of her class was bugging me. You see how gorgeous she is?
 
" Guys, you don't even know her! " I uncontrollably blurted out, and thew my water down on the table. They all again, stopped and stared at me.
 
" Do you like her or something ?" Chaz questioned and narrowed an eye. Everyone turned their heads to see my answer.
 
" N-no .. no. I don't. But- like, she's hot I guess, right? " I asked with some defense. Phewf.
 
"When she's not covered in milk possibly. " Ryan laughed again.
 
" Would you date her? " Chaz asked again, his eyebrows knitted together.
 
I stumbled to find an answer. I mean, she was cute, different, and seemed to be chill.
 
Then again; I didn't know her.
 
" I don't really know her ... " I looked down at my lunch, embarrassed slightly. The team nodded in agreeably, and started crumpling up their lunch bags.
 
It seemed to be our tables time to go throw out our lunches, as we traveled in packs to do so, everyday. I When we stood up and started walking towards the trash, I saw the girl out of the corner of my eye. She was staring at me, tears filing down her face.
 
It made me feel bad. No girl, let alone someone as cool as her, deserves to be embarrassed by Nicole. The more she stared at me walking across the cafeteria, the more I wanted to talk to her.
 
I grabbed a pen that was kept in Chaz's backpack, and broke off a piece of my brown bag. I scribbled a note to her, that way the guys won't make fun of me for talking to her. I ran by her table quickly, and tapped her on the shoulder.
 
" Hi! I'm-" She started to talk, but I slammed the note on the table, shutting her up, and quickly ran back to my lunch seat with the rest of the guys.
 
I hope our relationship wasn't gonna start out this way ; me already embarrassed to be near her. ..
 

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{ Maggie's Point of View }
 
" Maybe it was someone else Maggie ..." Olivia said softly to me, chewing on her french fry.
 
" Liv, that's him. I'm surely positive. " I assured her, attitude slightly slipping out of my voice.
 
I watched Justin go and sit down at his lunch table, with the rest of the hockey boys. When I talked to him last night ; I had no clue I was talking to the 'school jock'. I thought he was a cute, scratch that, insanely hot guy, who seemed to be different.
 
But I got my hopes up ; he's just another hockey boy, who dates all the preppy girls with IPhone's & a mansion to match.
 
" Whatever you say, Maggie. " She said, and looked back down to her lunch that sat on the tray. I was too focused on Justin, who was now laughing at a joke his hockey friends had told, to eat the organic lunch which was made for me.
 
" Liv, I gotta talk to him again ..." I mumbled, starting to stand up from my lunch seat.
 
" Maggie! He's the most popular guy in school! Don't make a fool of yourself! " She begged me, trying to tug on my hand to sit me back down.
 
That's the difference between Olivia and I : I could care less what guys thought of me. I was gonna be myself, even if it does embarrass me.
 
" Liv, it's gonna bug me." I said to her, and regripping my hand again. She gave me a stern look, then shrugged, giving a gesture of ' fine ; but don't say i didn't say so '
 
I stood up from my lunch seat, my converse clicking the cafeteria floor. I started walking towards the 'populars' part of the room, a place I've never been before. I felt as if all Senior eyes were on me, giving me glares from all angles.
 
I shrugged it off, and I was now only about fifteen feet from Justin's hockey table. They were all laughing at a joke, as usual.
 
Justin then saw me walking towards him, making eye contact with me. He almost seemed to smile when he saw me. Only four more feet ... four simple steps from talking to him again ...
 
" Excuse me. " The voice ruined the moment, and I turned my attention to the girl who was standing infront of me, blocking my view from Justin.
 
" Hi ? " I said to the tan girl, with beach blonde hair. I know I've seen her before, yet ; I didn't actually know her.
 
" Shouldn't you be over there ... with the other / red-necks?" She asked with a snarl, and pointed to where I was sitting before. I looked over my shoulder at Olivia, who was watching me anxiously.
 
" Shouldn't you be wearing a longer skirt ?" The words spilled out of my mouth, uncontrollabley.
 
Silence fell over the whole cafeteria, as it always did when a fight was about to happen.
 
The girl narrowed an eye and her jaw fell open. She then suddenly reached behind her at her table and grabbed something, I assumed a cell phone to call her Daddy and complain.
 
" Well here : as you ponder that question, I'll save your family a whole month of work on the farm. " She gave a fake smile, as my stomach dropped.
 
She tipped the milk carton in her hand, and poured it on my head, / drenching / me in it. I stood, shocked, as the girl skipped back to her table, laughing.
 
I wiped my eyes from the milk, and looked forward at Justin's table. Every single one of them laughing at me, even Justin.
 
I ran back to my table embarrassed. Damn it - I hate when Olivia's right ...
 
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{ p l o t ] Guy) and (Girl) had been friends ever since they first talked on the first day of highschool. She had fallen for him ever since the first day and he just sees them as friends. He talks to her about all his problems and she tells him hers. They are practially connected by the hip. One night at a huge party that he was holding, they got completely drunk. She stayed the night, not being able to go home and they had sex unknowingly. What happends the next morning? What will happen if she turns out pregant? { dude, let's have her be pregnant if you choose this one }
 
{ m e ] Justin ;
 
{ y o u ] girl
 

 
n o t e s :: erm-how about they'll be getting ready for the party.

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{ Justin's Point of View. }
 
" Next NHL star, and I'm lucky to be in the presence of him. " Coach bloated, as he ran to catch up to me. He motioned an offer to hold onto my gym bag full of smelly hockey things, but I shook him off.
 
" Thanks Coach, it means a lot. " I said softly, a hint of embarrassment in my tone. Fog came out with my breath as I spoke, making my hair on my neck stand up.
 
" Well, just keep your eyes on the ice. Not on girls. " He gave a stern look, then laughed. I chuckled at the small joke, and looked up for my Range Rover, spotting it across the street.
 
" It's a deal, Coach. " I nodded, and looked down at my keys, hoping he'd catch on that I had to leave.
 
" Alright, I'll see you later lil man. Don't forget about the Bruins game tonight on ESPN! It's gonna be a good one! " He had a tone of excitement as he waved goodbye and headed the other way from me. I then walked to my slick black car, throwing my smelly gym back in the back.
 
But, what was parked next to me caught my eye. It was a beaten up old truck, which was suppose to be white, yet it was so rusty it came off as a cream. It looked like the person who drove it had to own it for a good fifty years. I stood admiring the hot mess, chuckling at it slightly.
 
" Planning on high-jacking it or something? " I heard a coyly voice say. I looked up from the car to see a girl standing there. She was wearing a 'Boston Bruins Hockey' sweatshirt with her hood up, and converse on. Her style impressed me. There were no girls at school that dressed like that.
 
" N-no. It's just ... different." I said, rubbing my hand on the bumper smoothly.
 
She then took a step towards the drivers door, and started to open it, not taking her eyes off me. Wait : this is her car?
 
"This is- this is your car? " I asked, shocked. She pursed her lips, placing one foot in the car.
 
"Er- yeah. Why? " She then completely jumped in the car, and rolled down her window and stuck her head out of the truck, waiting for my response.
 
"Well, I've never seen a girl ride a truck. That's all. " I simply responded. And that was true. "Normally girls would cry to their rich daddy's if that was their car. Yanno? " I looked back at the bumpers sticker, that said 'Daddy's Angel' with a crown on it.
 
" Well, I'm different ." She said, softly smiling. She then rolled her window up completely and started the engine. I watched her pull out of the Ice Arena's parking lot, admiring her in a way.
 
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I gave a fake smile to Emma as I flicked my car off, stepping out into the cold autumn air. Her arms wrapped around me for a much needed hug, and a weight was lifted off my shoulders, as I realized I had a friend today.
 
"It's be two hundred billion years, Charlie." She said with a smile, letting go and looking at me from head to toe. She smirked and pointed to my outfit : maroon sweatpants that said "University of New England" on the side, brown uggs and an oversized white v-neck. I could care less how I looked, and that's a lesson you learn when you have a baby.
 
I nodded and started walking towards the doors to Roosevelt High with the welcoming sign reading "Welcome Back Seniors !" I saddened at the sight, remembering that I would have been a Senior too.. if I hadn't had Riley.
 
But I wasn't gonna blame anything on my precious child, and I shrugged it off, opening the heavy door to the school. The smell of new school books, new backpacks, and cafiteria food met my nose, making me smile. People over look school, but when you miss a whole year of friends, dances, and football games.
 
Emma and I walked into the freshman hallway, and seeing all their panicked faces made me laugh. Not knowing where to go, staying out of upperclassmen's ways, and making all the sports teams were just a few of the worries. I remember my first day, for a few reasons ...
 
- flashback -
 
"Oh- er, I'm sorry." I mumbled, bending down to pick up my books. I laughed slightly at the sight of his bright red Supra's.
 
"No-lemme help." His voice send shivers up my back, the first time any voice ever has. He bent down next to me picking up my Algebra and Civil Arts book. He then stood up to face me.
 
His hazel eyes dug holes into mine, and then he revealed his gorgeous teeth, holding the books to himself. I couldn't help but notice the freckle under his left eye go up when he smiled.
 
I tried retrieving the books from him, but then he saw the 4 other ones in my hands, and simply refused. "Let me help you-here, I'll bring them to your locker."
 
I rolled my eyes, trying to act as if I didn't need his help, but the butterflies were doing flips in my stomach. I then started walking towards my locker, turning around every few seconds to make sure he was following.
 
"Thank you," I said with a big smile, and a little giggle. I then took the books and put them on the top shelf of my locker. He nodded and then adjusted his hat, looking down at his feet with a blush.
 
"I haven't seen you around." His voice said, as his eyes met mine.
 
"Well, I / am / new to the school." I answered with a spark, acting as if I were better. That;s the best advise for guys : play hard to get and they'll come easily.
 
"Freshman?" He asked with a narrowed eye. I simply nodded and adjusted my backpack. He suddenly propped himself up on the locker next to me the way guys do in movies.
 
"Well, instead of calling you 'cute freshman', what's your real name?" He smirked, blinking his eyes.
 
"Charlotte, but, you can call me Charlie." my voice crocked.
 
"Charlie? Well, I love that name." He hit on me so easily, and sadly I fell so hard with the simple pick up line. "I'm Justin." He gave me his hand and I took it, sparks flew as we touched.
 
"Well, I really gotta go, but ..." He tried asking for my number, but as usual , I was one step ahead of him. My hand was reaching for a Sharpie, as he handed me his hand.
 
I jotted down the digits, and the last was followed by a smiley face. He smirked at the sight of my number, and then gave me one last, "See yah Charlie!" and walked out of the doors of the highschool, leaving me breathless at my locker.
 
- end of flashback -
 
I said goodbye as Emma reached her homeroom, leaving me stranded in the halls by myself. There were whispers as I passed clique by clique, but I simply stuck my nose up and passed. When I reached my locker, I couldn't help but notice that the hallways were almost empty. I then felt a vibrate in my sweatpants pocket, and reached in for my phone.
 
Chaz ; meet me at my locker.
 
My heart skipped a beat, as I slammed my locker shut and continued to his locker. Even though Justin and I weren't on / exact / friendly terms, Chaz and I have stayed close. He always understood me, and was always on my side. He hasn't changed a bit.
 
The hallways were deserted as I walked up to the seniors lockers. It didn't actually hit me until I reached Chaz's locker, and that's when I answered my questions.
 
There had to be 30 to 40 girls running down the hallway, and I could only make a glimpse of who it was. But, when it came near me, the boy being chased down saw me standing in the middle of the hallway, and stopped like a car in the road.
 
Justin Bieber stood only 10 feet away from me, with 30 or so girls behind him, holding signs, and posters. He stood in the hallway for a few seconds, all eyes on us.
 

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