One of the guys.

Intro.

Samantha Bliss Kyles. Bue please, call me Sam.

15 years young.In love with Music.

I love skateboarding, sports- mainly football,

swimming and hanging out with my buds.

I only have one group of friends, but I met them through my brother when I was 8.

First there's Ryan. He's my older brother. By two years only though. 17

Then there's Kaleb. He's the dumbass that loved to do stupid stuff. Mainly dealing

with fire. 16

Then Tannor. He's kind of the manwhore. Does every girl he comes in contact

with. Except me of course.17

Then there's Gills. He's the untitled, I guess you could say. He's always drinking

and smoking.19

Then Chance. He's the only person in the world who knows almost everything

about me. He knows things Ryan doesn't even know about me. He's basically my

best friend. 18

But I also have this kind of big secret. No one can know about it.

Well that's it.

I guess you could call me one of the guys.

How Did This Happen To Me

Marie Alice Marks

Hey my name is Marie. I am a freshman and I'm 15 years old. I am emo and don't 

have that many friends. Lindy is my only real friend in the world. I am bullied by

this dude name James. He is a sophomore and is 16 years old. I don't know why he

bullies me, he just does. I have light brown hair and blue eyes. I'm kind of short

and I am very quiet. I love to read and listen to music. My favorite book is I Am

Number Four by Pittacus Lore. That is pretty much it, bye.

Against All Odds (A Louis Tomlinson Love Story)

Prologue

"Cristina, you need to understand you will be working for one of the hottest boy bands of thecentury. Can you handle it?" Liane, the head makeup artist on XFactor asks me. Apparently

Simon Cowell had told her they needed someone to go on the road with the boys from One

Direction, what with their touring and everything. I had so graciously been selected, though no

one seemed to trust me.

"Yes, I know I can. I don;t even know who they are." I tell her for what felt for the hundredth

time. I had never worked on them during the XFactor, Liane had, so I wasn't really well acquainted, and I din't really listen to their music.

"Alright. Here's your contract," Liane says, slipping a piece of paper towards me. I sigh in relief leaning forward to read the terms of the contract

pretty straight forward, be prepared for when the guys need readjustments in between songs, have to travel with them for both UK and American tour, blah blah blah.

At the bottom, though, they had what they quoted as a personal clause. I quickly scanned it over, not really understanding what the point of it was.

Personal Clause:

Rule One:-Do not kiss

Rule Two- Do meet families friends

Rule Three- Absolutely no dating of the boys

Rule Four- No photographs

*In summary, the applicant has no right to a relationship with the members of the bad on a personal lover, or the contract and applicant will be terminated

immediately.

I thought it was weird that they decide to mention the last note and I shrug, signing the bottom of the page. "Before I take this,  you're sure you can handle not dating

the boys?' Liane asks, sounding like a teenager. I fight the urge to roll my eyes and nod.

"I think I can handle it." I tell her, and she nods, taking my contract and filing it away.

"Welcome to the One Direction team." She says simply, holding out her hand to me.

Heart Shaped Love

Authors Note

Hey beauty.

Hehe.

This is the sequel too "The Brunette That Doesn't Believe"

Link:http://www.quizazz.com/story.php/1220814/The-Brunette-That-Doesnt-Believe-In-Love-hearts/

Soo I recommend you read that story before you read this one.

Thank you for reading.

Love you all.

God Bless.

-Tulsi

Long Love Stories

*Nixon

I pulled the classroom door open, stepping into Art class.To be honest, I loved art. It was my escape from reality.

Anyways, I started walking to my seat in the back of the

class. I glanced at Nixon, who hand an annoyed and

disgusted look on his face. I sighed. I wish he knew how

much he hurt me when he broke up with me. No, strike

that, DUMPED me. Brutally dumped me. He didn't even

give an explanation. He said we could be friends, but he

never made the effort with me. I sat down at my seat, as that day replayed in my

head,again.

<Flashback>

I was sitting on our bench, waiting for Nixon to arrive. I was looking around

when I spotted him. He wasn't that hard to notice. He had brown hair that swept

across his forehead. His eyes were what got me hooked on him. They were blue,

ice blue, and they were captivating. He came over and sat down next to me, a

worried expression on his face.

"Something's wrong," I thought. "He always kisses me on the cheek when he

greets me."

"Esmeralda, there's no easy way for me to tell you this. It's over. I think we

should just be friends," he said in a rush.

I sat there, shocked. It was sinking in when I realized he didn't love me back.

"But I love him!" I thought. I got up and started walking home.

"I'm sorry, Esmeralda!" he yelled after me.

"No you're not, Nixon," I mumbled to myself. Tears started to spill down my

cheeks as I entered my house.

<End of Flashback>

The teacher stood up after the bell rang. "Class, we're going to have a free day, so

you're allowed to do whatever. Just stay out of trouble!"

I sighed and got out my sketching book and iPod. I stuck one headphone in and

started sketching. I heard snickering and looked up. I saw Nixon, Abbie, and the

popular group quickly turn their heads in other ways, as if I wouldn't know. They

were laughing at me. I was labeled the "emo" at my school, because I was

different. I had enough. I got up and shoved everything in my bad and stepped

outside. I pulled my iPod out again and started wandering off. My emotions got

the best of me, and I started to cry. I picked a secluded, shady tree and sat down.

I heard leaved being crunched by feet. I looked at the shoes, which were now in

front of me. Converse, familiar ones, at that.

"Esmeralda?"

I looked up and saw Nixon's blue eyes staring at me, a look of guilt lurking within

them.

"What do you want, Nixon?" I snapped.

"I'm sorry, Esmeralda," he sighed.

"No you're not! You never were!" I snapped again.

"What do you mean?" he asked. He looked hurt. Good.

"You know what I mean! You were never sorry for breaking my heart, never sorry

for laughing at me, never sorry for making fun of me. You were never sorry!" I

yelled.

He looked down, ashamed. I got up and sighed. I turned to leave, but he grabbed my wrist.

"Esmeralda, wait. Let me explain," he pleaded. His eyes begging me to stay.

"Why should I?" I slanted my eyes.

He sighed and looked down at the ground, still keeping his grip on my arm. He

was silent for a few minutes before he finally spoke. "I was stupid, Esmeralda.

Okay? I thought Abbie was what I wanted. She tricked me, like she does with

every other guy at this school. I didn't even realize I had an amazing girl in front

of me. I'm a teenage boy, I do the stupidest things sometimes. I still love you,

Esmeralda. I need you in my life. I love you. . ." he whispered the last sentence.

Tears were spilling down his cheeks.

I didn't say a word, instead I pulled him into a hug. A long, meaningful hug.

After we pulled away from each other, I whispered, "I still love you, too."

His face lit up as if he we a kid in a candy store. He smiled his goofy grin, the grin

I missed so much. He pulled me into another hug, but he didn't let go this time.

He stroked my hair as he whispered,

"I promise to never hurt you ever again."

Paranormal Activity 2

Introduction

I miss my Bieber.It wasn't suppose to be like dis he promised.

I can't fix it, I can't member the words.

Laurie is happy with the wrong guy.

She married the wrong one.

I see Bieber, he's sad.

He was suppose to be happy and wit me.

I should've realize when he  hurted Chaz and Ryan he was no good.

I'm the one to blame.

I ruined everything.

I hate myself for what I did.

I sorry.

I wish I could take it back.

Friends With Benefits..

Sneak Peak/Characters

My eyes wandered down, watching curiously as her hand smoothed the pleated

skirt of her dance

uniform over her legs. The light from the fire danced candidly over her,

illuminating her porcelain skin from every angle. I'd seen her in that uniform a

hundred times before,

yet suddenly it was igniting something inside of me.

I'd never noticed how....hot it was.

I'd never looked at Desi that way before.

In fact, I had never really thought of her as a girl before.

We were friends. Pals.

She was the kid who'd fallen and broken her arm after I'd "accidentally" pushed her

off the swings.

She was also the kid who had chased me, pined me down, and forced me to eat

rocks as payback.

Somewhere between then and now, she had turned into a girl.

Realizing that, the deal out on the table was sounding better and better every

second.

It was actually starting to sound perfect to me.

I watched as her full, pink lips turned into a smile.

He cheeks flushed slightly crimson, but I could tell by the way she looked at me....

She was thinking the exact same thing.

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Characters:

This is Desi. I wanted her to have a sweet and simple kind of beauty that can

sometimes be overlooked and overshadowed by the over the top, in your face,

'look at me, look at me' centerfold wannabe's out there. Desi is a smart girl with

good instincts, but can sometimes be a little naive.

This is Travis. I'm not gonna lie, I'm A HUGE 'Friday Night Lights' fan, and if you

don't watch the show, you should. This is the guy who plays Tim Riggins on the

show, and he is pure hotness! If I'm being honest, Travis' character may be based a

little on Tim Riggins. This is who I've got in my head while I'm writing for Travis.

More characters will be added in this story later.

(:

She Ain't You -SEQUAL TO FOREVER & ALWAYS~

Autumn Paige Clifford/Bieber

Hey there.

Remember me?

Autumn?

The girl who died?

Yeah.

Well, I'm about ready to wake the fuck up.

And kill Justin.

It's been three years, and I've been in acoma all this time.

The doctors know it, but for some reason Justin didn't.

I know they've tried contacting him to tell him,

He's never answered the phone or anything.

But, he's re-married and happy.

The kids are happy with the stepmom, too.

But, Justin told them it was their real mom, because they were so

young and don't remember me.

How do I know?

Well, I know I'm sleeping and all, but you know those out- of- body

stuff? I think?

Well that's kind of what I'm doing

I could just go to Justin's new house and look at them to see what

they're up to.

I sometimes try to find a way to talk to Justin...

But he just looks around and says, "What the hell was that?"

You know, I miss him.

And sometimes I think he doesn't remember me.

But I'm seriously about ready to wake up.

Peace out, hell.

Oh, you wanna see Just's new wife?

Oh, well here is.

She's much more beautiful than me.

*Le sigh*.

Well, bye guys.

See you back on earth :D

.::||Romero & Julius||::. [boyxboy]

Please read!

Okay, my other account got account got deleted, So I'm using my cousin's account. This story is one of the few that got saved in my computer. So yea, thanks for reading :3

-Ariana

The suicdle and the killer

Allison Elizabeth Johnson

Name: Allison Elizabeth Johnson.

Date of birth: June 19Th, 1996

Age: 15

Sex: Female

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 124.4 lbs

Other information-

-7 attempts of suicide.

-Suicidal thoughts started about the age of 10 when Max her brother died.

-Father died in 9-11.

-Bullied.

-Claims she can see her brother.

Across the World (A Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter 1

I run downstairs to the kitchen to find my mom making pancakes for the first time in years.

She gives me a warm smile as I take a seat at the island.

"Morning sweetie." She greets, handing me a plate of food.

"Morning mum." I reply, before stuffing my face in a not so attractive manor. It had been

three months since Harry had left for his tour and though I talked to him every day, I still

missed him like crazy. I check my phone as I eat my pancake, hoping Harry's sent me a

message. I wasn't sure what time it was in America, but I was hoping he was up.

"No phones at the table." My mother scolds and I roll my eyes.

"Mum, I'm waiting for a message from Harry." I tell her, but put the phone down anyways. My mother suddenly gets a mischievous grin on her face, which tells me

she's up to something.

"Ah young love." She sighs, leaning against the counter. My dad walks in at that precise moment, planting a kiss on my mother's cheek.

"We still have that." He says, grabbing a mug of coffee "it's just that neither of us is young."He says in a stage whisper to me, and I can't help but laugh as my mom playfully hits him. I had told my parents about Harry when they came home, right before Christmas. It was kind of hard not to what with pictures of him and I crowding my room and my phone. They both really wanted to meet him, but then I had to explain how he was a rising pop sensation so that would be difficult. I may have left out the part of him and his friends living with me, but that wasn't important. "So when are we meeting him anyways?" my dad asks, and my mom hits him again. Now I know they were definitely up to something. "What's going on?" I ask curiously, wondering what they were going on about. "Nothing." They both answer together. Before I can say anything else, the doorbell rings, and my mother wriggles out of her apron to run to the door and answer it. I grab another huge piece of pancake, but

before I put it in my mouth, my dad grabs my fork. "You might not want to do that." He suggests and I'm still very confused. "Veronica, there's something here for you!" my mother yells from the hallway. I sigh. "Can't you bring it here?" I scream back, annoyed that neither of my parents would let me enjoy my breakfast. "It's too heavy." My mother replies, and I can hear the smile on her face. I get up and sluggishly drag myself to the door, still wearing sweats I had worn to bed. before I can register anything I see my mom standing there with a huge smile on her face, and standing right beside her is my one and only boyfriend, Harry Styles. "HARRY?!" I yell incredulously. He just smiles, opening his arms and I gladly jump into them, crashing my lips onto his, not caring if my mother was standing there. Harry on the other hand did seem to care, and he lightly pulled his lips away, winking then setting me down. "Nice to finally meet my daughter's amazing boyfriend," My mother says, smiling as if she hadn't just seen her daughter attempt to snog the life out of her boyfriend. Harry holds out his free hand, shaking my mother's. "Harry Styles." He said politely and my mom smiles. "So I've heard. Come in, have some breakfast." She says, leading the way to the kitchen. Harry wraps his arm around my shoulder, and I still can't get over the fact that he's there in my house.

I'm Not Okay

Cassandra Fall

Hey! Whazzup guz?! I'm Cassandra Fall and i'm

considered being a freak... Pity they don't know me. I sing

and play the guitar and i'm really into music like

Fireflight, Fly Leaf, Skillet, Fit for Rivals and My Chemical

Romance. Wierd mix maybe, i don't care. I also sketch

pretty bad tough and i love reading. And... one thing my

friends don't know is that i skate. But i don't want them to

know as they pretty often criticize me and they wouldn't

understand. They think i'm clumsy as hell and can't move

without falling to the ground, witch is kind of true but i still don't want them to

know. So that's me i guess, yes i'm more then that but you'll learn to know me as 

you tag along. And plz don't judge me, i can be a zombie sometimes but that's just

me... Bye Sweethearts

Unbroken

Jennifer Violet Fox

I'm Jen.

I'm 17.

I don't go to school anymore.

I don't do anything anymore.

I live with my Aunt, Uncle, and cousins in Tennessee.

I had to leave.

I couldn't bear to look at him knowing he didn't love me. It was too heartbreaking,

I miss him though.

No one knows. They all think I'm fine.

Amazing what smiling can do, huh?

Carter Sam Byrns

I'm Carter.

I'm 17.

Still in High School.

It's gotten harder since she's left.

Why did she leave?

Was it something I did?

I thought she loved me.

Was it all fake?

I miss her. So much.

I'd do anything to get her back.

(I actually picture Carter as the kid in the upper right corner)

Chapter 1

Jennifer's P.O.V

The lights were off, he blinds were drawn, the door was locked. I was silently crying to myself while my IPod blared music I wasn't listening to. My pillow was stained with tears, my hair was a mess. I was a mess. I sniffed and wiped away more tears. Why would he cheat on me? Was I not good enough? Did he not love me the way I loved him? The image of him kissing Macie kept flashing through my head, making me cry harder. Someone knocked at my door causing me to jump. "Jenny?" My Aunt Trish called. I took a few deep breaths. "Yes!?" I hollered back. "Turn down that music? And then come downstairs, breakfast is almost ready!" she said. I heard her go down the stairs, i turned off my IPod and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked awful, I hurried into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, while taking deep breaths trying to calm down. After I dried my face off I looked slightly better. My eyes were a slight red from crying and I had bags under my eyes from not sleeping. I took one less deep breath and plastered a small smile on my face, going down the stairs to my family. I found them all crowded around the dining table. Caleigh and Kristin were animatedly talking, Michael was talking to Uncle Henry, and Aunt Trish was finishing up breakfast. They all turned to look at me. "What's wrong with you?" Michael asked. He's 18, so he thinks he's the oldest of us kids he's hot stuff. When really he's just an annoying, conceited, jerk who needs a life. "I didn't sleep well," I mumbled, it didn't feel right talking. I didn't really like talking, I felt if I couldn't talk to Carter I shouldn't talk at all.

Our Little Secret

Casey Scott

Hello beautiful :3

I'm Casey Scott.

Seventeen years young.

Currently taken by a boy named Erik Mitchell.Have been for the last

six months.

He has his flaws,of course. I don't expect him to be perfect. Never did. But his flaws are

sometimes hard to ignore.

When he's drunk, he gets into fights over stupid things, like if he thinks that a boy is looking at me the wrong way as if he was checking me out then he'll start a fight with them,just because of that. He's easily pissed off. He has a short temper and if always expects to get his own way. Other then those few things, he's a good boyfriend. Not great. He's good. He'll attempt to cheer me up if I'm down, not that it always works but I appreciate his effort and he'll try to comfort me if I need someone to do that. I live with my mom. My parents are divorced. My dad lives across the state, so I only see him on holidays like Christmas etc. My parents don't hate each other, they just separated because they knew that they were living a lie. They weren't right for each other and they never have been. Their love isn't the same as other couples.. It's only a family/friendly type thing. I guess that's life. That's it from me.

Anderson Mitchell.

'Sup?

The name is Anderson Mitchell.

I'm nineteen.

Right now I live with my dad since he's getting re-married to a

whore he met at some club a few months ago, a nineteen year old

living in house isn't exactly part of their plans which is why I'm moving back to my mom, Joan

and her husband Brian and younger brother, Erik. I haven't seen them in about a year. Not like

I care. My mom is still trying to control me, Brain continues to act like my dad and me and

Erik just never got along.

I can be sweet when I want to be. The sweetest damn thing you've ever met ;)

I'm not afraid to fall in love, unlike most guys. Hell, it's going to happen sometime.

I smoke. I drink and I party. Hey, I'm still young.

That's bout it.

Introduction

I pushed my way through the crowds of people that filled my boyfriend, Erik's house. Music

filled the house, making everyone's voices seem almost non-existent. Erik's parents loved to do

this, throw massive parents for themselves and their son.

This occasion was different from the usual party that they had just to fill their time with. This

time, they've decided to throw a party to celebrate Erik's brother coming home from his dads

house to stay with his mom, step dad and brother for the first time since his mom, Joan and his

step dad, Brain got married.

I gave the people that I knew a smile as I passed by, giving them a quick wave occasionally.

Most of the people here were from my school, no doubt Erik invited them. The rest were family

members.

How Erik's family managed to put up with drunken teenagers running wild around the house

was beyond me.

I pushed my way through the crowds of people, making my way into the kitchen where I knew

Erik would be. That's were they kept all of the alcohol.

"Erik!" I yelled over the music, my lips curving into a smile.

He turned his attention away from his group of friends that were huddled around him and the shots that were lined up on the counter to look at me. His lips forming a easy smile. I stared at the shots that were lined up on the counter, waiting to be scarfed down by Erik and his friend's,no doubt. The thought of it made my stomach twist. We both know how he gets when he drinks just the slightest bit of alcohol. I knew, hell, we both kow that he can't handle it. He knows damn well that I hate him when he's drinking, which makes me wonder why he still does it.Erik said something to his friends before he walked over to me, a easy smile forming on his lips. He reached out his arms, grabbing my waist with his hands and pulled me towards him, pressing my body against his. "You look gorgeous baby." He whispered to me. I could smell the alcohol in his breath, making my wince slightly as I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck. "You've been drinking.." I mumbled to him, stating the obvious. "Juss' a lil'. He chuckled, pressing his lips to mine, stopping me from saying anything more. Even though he was boyfriend and I should enjoy kissing him, knowing that he was half shit faced at this stage, turned me off of the entire idea. He pulled back, smiling at me as he took my hand and pulled me over to his friends who were laughing and joking amongst themselves. "Have a drink babe." Erik urged, handing me a bottle of Jack Daniels. I shook my head, pushing it away from me. Making his friends snicker to themselves as they watched me refuse Erik's attempts to get me to have a drink. "C'mon." He whined, "One drink won't hurt you baby.. I promise." I looked between Erik and his friends and glanced down at my hand in his, knowing that this would be an extremely long night without a few bottles of alcohol. I sighed heavily as I took the bottle out of Erik's hands, making him smile and his friends cheer drunkily before laughing at themselves. One drink won't hurt...

Dear Justin

Intro

Hi that's me..

Brooklyn

but i prefer

Brook.

Brough into this world on

July 9 1994

So that means I'm seventeen.

Well I'm failing ALMOST every class.

I'm a geek when it comes to math though.

My best friend is Jenna Marie Taylor

I love her name,,

I hate when people mess with me!

It annoys me

Well there is nothing else to know about me..

so goodbye

I Didn't Mean It

Note** 

This is the Sequal to :

Your Best Friend or Girlfriend?

http://www.quizazz.com/quiz.php/951390/Your-Best-Friend-or-G...                    Your gonna need to read that, before you even 

read this.

:)

Enjoy! - Ruby.

I wouldn't mind.

Intro.

Haai bitches, I'm Ava.

Relationship status: single.

Age: 16.

Parents: Emily & Alex.

Social life: I'm popular ;D

If your hot, feel free to get at me ;)

Hey sexy ;)

Name: Chris.

Relation status: single and looking ;D

Age: 17

Parents: They're dead. I recently moved with my Aunt Alice & Uncle Sam.

Social life: Bad boy. ;D

I could use a spanking ;)

Just let me love you.

Emily.

Hello.My name's Emily.

I hate my last name, so let's skip that. 

I'm a Senior.

I'm pretty anti-social.

I have two best friends.

Cassie:

Cody:

Without them, I don't know what I would do.

Friends with Benefits

Characters(:

Name: Angela Nicole Marino

Description: Hey there, I'm Angela. Right now, I'm 14 years old, and I

blow out my candles on September 19th. My best friends are Sydney,

Arianna, and Jenelle. I'm sorta friends with Dylan, we kinda have an on-

off friendship. It's complicated.

Name: Sydney Ann Pinciaro

Description: Hey all, I'm Sydney, and before you ask, you pronounce my

last name Pin-Che-Ro. Yeah, it's kinda complicated, but whatever. I'm 14,

I age another year on May 9th, and I've known Arianna, Angela, and

Jenelle since kindergarten, and they're my best friends.

Name: Arianna Ida Vezza

Description: Ok, before you ask, yeah, I'm 14. I'm just, mature, and I

developed way before Angela, Arianna, and Jenelle started to. They're my

best friends and I'd do anything for them. If someone hurts them, I break

their face. Or a body part of their's. I've done it before. Anyway, I turn

another year older, another year wiser on February 20th.

Name: Jenelle Mary Hayes

Description: Hello everyone on this wonderful planet, I'm Jenelle. I'm 14,

15 on November 29th. I'm the palest, tallest, and smartest out of Sydney,

Arianna and Angela. Yeah, they're my friends. I honestly don't know how

I got stuck with them, but they are the best friends anyone could ever ask

for.

Kidnapped by Justin Bieber

My name is...

Hey there peoples! My name? My name is who da hell

are you?! Only joking! My name is Lianne but

people just call me li. (pronounced lee) So

anyway I'm 16 and I have a sister. She's 14 and

she's 'the favorite'. I despise her a lot, but still,

we can get along most of the time. This is

her..She looks a

bit older than 14 I know but she is definitely 14. She's a big JB fan as you can see. I

personally hate him. My mom doesn't pay much attention. She tries when she can

be bothered, or she isn't paying attention to my brat of a sister. Like I said, we get

along only okay, most of the time, not all of the time. My dad is dead. Enough about

my family and lets get this party started. Yup heading out to a party, I could care

less if mom said no.

Favorite before I go.....

Black Veil Brides (They're amazing and Andy Sixx is so fit XD)

Spaghetti

Purple, blue, and red

friends,

hot boys with nice personalities (even then hottest guy can be made ugly by his

personality)

bring me the horizon (Oli Sykes is a legend! and pretty fit...)

skate boarding

sports

friends (the tv show)

family guy

spongebob

you've been framed ;D

I'm The Secret.

Chapter 1.

                                                                                  Alex'a Pov:

  

 That's me. I know, I do not look 17. But the beauty of

looking way older than you actually are is being able to get

served in bar's. Oh yeas!

Name: Alexa Christine Carter.

Age: 17.

Birthday: 26th November 1994.

Favourite Colour: Purple.

Favourite Food: I have lots of favourite foods.

Siblings: A big brother who's 20. He's named Brad.

Mother and Father: Died when I was 7 in a car accident.

Where I live: Atlanta, USA with my brother and his girlfriend, Cindy.

That's our house.

Bet your thinking: She's 17, how could she afford a house like that?

My brother works for a big advert company and is signed to a big lable.

Cindy works and owns a huge designer shop down town, it's named 'Miss

Senortia'.

And me? I just go to school like a good girl. Although, i did put money towards

the house. I did a little modling for Cindy's shop and got paid quite a bit of money

:).

Relationship Status: Single...at the moment.

But never fear, SCHOOL IS OUT! IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS!

Justin's Pov:

Yeah that's me, Hey. I'm Justin Bieber.

Name: Justin Drew Beiber.

Age: 17.

Birthday: 1st March, 1994.

Favourite Colour: Purple and blue.

Favourite Food: Spaghetti.

Siblings: I have a half sister, Jazzy. She's 4. And i also have a half brother.

Jackson. He's 2.

Mother and Father: Not together anymore. Split up when I was about 2.

Where I live: In Atlanta, USA with my mom. Pattie. (But the crew are staying

around mine this holiday).

I'm currently on break for Christmas with my mom, my crew and girlfriend.

Relationship Status: Dating Selena Gomez.

PREFACE:

Was what we were doing right? This game. This pain.

I saw him everyday, walk out of my house and back to Selena.

My brother and Cindy both new about mine and Justin's affair.

He told me that he loved me and he couldn't break up with Selena because he

loved her too.

I asked him once,"Are you in love with Selena?"

You know what he said?

He replied, "No. I'm in love with you. I love Selena, but i'm in love with you."

But, he said that it was hard to break Selena's heart. He knew how much she

cared for him.

So, we kept it a secret. Our affair. Our games. Our sex. Our kisses. Our friendship.

Everything.

Anything that would make anyone suspicious, we kept hidden.

We weren't even friends to everyone on the outside. We didn't even know each

other to everyone on the outside. The story on the outside was: I was only friends

with his mom, Pattie. And that is true. She was like a mom to me and i just

happened to know the crew ever since the day me and Pattie bumped in to each

other at the store.

How did this all start?

How did i end up in this situation?

My respect for Selena was starting to dissapear. She was a bitch to me and seeing

her with Justin only made me feel less and less sorry for the fact she didn't know

about me and Justin. That nearly every night, we made love behind her back.

Let's see how the story began.