Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

 I looked at the black shining car next to me and was speechless. The window rolled down and I saw Justin with sunglasses on, smiling at me.
Justin: need a ride?
Me: sorry I’m not allowed to ride with strangers.
I faked an insecure face and looked down. Justin laughed and give me this “really?” look.
Me: I’m just kidding.
I stuck out my tongue.
*now what are you waiting for? Hot boy, hot car. C’MON FINALLY* I grinned.
Me: Because of the car, yes.
Justin: jump in!
I got in and looked around. WOW. I think he saw that I was checking out his car because he laughed at me. I just looked at him impressed.
Me: not bad.
Justin: haha, thanks… sorry I didn’t catch your name?
*of course he still knows your name. oh look who wants to impress you*, the voice in my head started singing.
Me: (yn).
Justin nodded.
Justin: yeah right, (yn). I’m Justin Bieber and I’m your driver for today.
He looked at me with this fake sniffy face, held out his hand and waited for me to shake it. I laughed at his face and shook it.
Me: thank you Mr. Bieber.
Justin: So where are we going?
Me: …home?
he gave me a look.
Justin: address? Or directions?
Me: ohhh, yeah of course.
I smirked and told him the address. He just shook his head and smiled.
Justin: so anyways, how do you like it here in LA?
Me: well.. it’s sunny!
Justin: that’s all you can say about LA?
He wrinkled his forehead so a cute little fold came up. I smiled at his expression.
Me: well, if you wanna know the long story, do you have time for like… 3 hours?
Justin: ok, fine shorten it, we’re nearly at your place.
me: alright then. The best in LA is definitely my family here. It’s like I’ve known them my whole life! I love them. they treat me like a princess.
Justin: then you’ve had luck! You know a lot of teens who do this exchange stuff get horrible parents!
Me: oh yes, I’m a lucky girl right now.
He looked at me and gave me a flirty smile.
*dude, he got that wrong.*
Me: nope dude, you got that wrong.
He just smiled big.
Justin: yeah of course.
Me: god, kid!
I laughed and slapped his arm playfully.
Justin: wow, woooow, don’t hit the driver.
Me: c’mon be a man.
Justin: whatever the lady says.
We both laughed a little but then it was like an awkward silence. I took the chance to ask him what has bothered me all day.
Me: so what’s going on between you and Melissa?
He suddenly stopped the car hurried and the wheels squeaked. I fell into the seat belt a little bit.
Me:…