It's Fate

(22) "Summer Richardson is Selena Gomez."

Justins' POV

"Mr Bieber, will you please sit up straight, get your head off that table and focus on your studies. This is not your home, your habitat or something. This is school and you're here to learn. Not chill." Mr Franklin sternly said with a frustrated tone. Majority of the students laughed at his choice of words. Apparently hearing a teacher say a teenage-like word, is hilarious. Usually, I would be one of those people but I was way too tired to pay any attention. The last two nights were hell, trying to avoid coming face-to-face with my mom. I was just like her, stubborn.

I groaned and listened to his instructions. I stretched my arms in the air and yawned out loud. I wasn't up for an argument.

"What are we doing?" I whispered to Alfredo, who was scribbling on his blank notebook.

"Answering questions out the booklet." He replied, sneakily texting away on his phone.

No one ever did any work in this class, apart from the kids at the front. The nerds. Being one of the popular guys at school, I came across as "intimidating" but I have never laid a finger on those people who didn't do shit to me. I only have fought with those who cause me problems. In the group I was in, some were like, some weren't. I never got ranked down for being like this, something I'm glad off. I like being one of those 'higher' people, I've always been told that I was a leader.

"This shit is killing me." I groaned.

"You only opened it." Alfredo chuckled.

Pretending to focus on my work, I slipped into my thoughts. Well one special person, Summer. 

Last night was amazing. We had sex again, but it was intense. She just keeps getting better and better each time. Just thinking about it made my friend down there, excited. I mentally chuckled to myself, hoping no one would see it.

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"Have you ever wondered why your girlfriend looks like that famous pop star?" Cailin asked, sitting her body down next to me. I rolled my eyes and ignored her existence. Why was she even in school?

"Have you ever wondered why I don't like to talk to you?" I shot at her, hearing her gasp in annoyance.

"I'm only looking out for you." She continued to talk, making me mentally groan.

"Cailin. I don't fucking care. Just leave Summer and me alone. Don't you get it? I don't give a shit about you." I yelled at her, attracting attention but I ignored all the eyes landing on me and walked out of the cafeteria. 

Fucking annoying bitch, I'll say.

"Why so angry?" A soft angelic voice rang through my ears. I turned around, stunned.

"Summer!" I happily cheered, picking her off her feet, I twirled her around; hearing giggles from her. 

She was gasping for air, so I let her down again. "What are you doing here?" I asked, not that I didn't want her to be here. I was glad. 

"Principal said it was only fair if I was allowed to come back on the same day as that whore." She smiled. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and she wrapped her arm behind my waist. We walked side-by-side, not giving a fuck about who was watching.

"I'm glad you're back, I was missing you like hell." I confessed, kissing her temple gently.

"I missed you too. So tell me, why were you so angry?" She asked me.

"Cailin just barking on about you again." I rolled my eyes. We stopped at my locker.

"What did she say?" Summer questioned, tapping her fingernails on the locker beside mine.