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" you should've give it to me,

good like that,

should've hit it like that,

had me yellin' like that,

didn't know you would've had me coming back".

-You Da One {Rhianna}

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Justin believed that maybe, just maybe, he would have a normal school life now that he's moved to the small town in Arizona. He just wanted to fit in and be normal for once. He hated being the center of attention, he hated being popular. He hated the fact that everything the said, goes. He hated that if he wore a green top one day, the next day everyone would be wearing it too.

Justin just wanted to be a average high school student. He didn't want to be depended on. That's why when he was given the opportunity to move to the small town to live with his dad, he took it.

And today, is the day that he starts his first day at his new high school. He's already been here a week, getting to know curtain routes and neighbours. He likes it, its nice. Its definitely a dramatic change from living in a large city, but its nice.

"Justin, time to get up boy", Justin's father called. Justin was already wide awake, dressed, and ready to get going. So when his father walked into Justin's room, he was shocked to say the least. Seeing his son up and dressed at six in the morning, looking excited? to go to school.

"Oh".

Jeremy shot his son a questioning look and Justin grinned,"I'm excited". Jeremy nodded and gave a little laugh,"Well, i made pancakes". With that Justin followed his father to the kitchen.

Justin took some pancakes off the plate and put them on his own covering them in syrup. Jeremy sat opposite of Justin watching his son questioningly. Justin hadn't picked up on his father gaze, he was too busy planning his school day.

"Son", he father said taking a sip of his coffee. Justin looked up, his mouth packed with syrup covered pancake.

"You good?" His father asked, a amused look plastered on his face. Justin nodded eyeing his father suspiciously.

"Excited? For school?" Jeremy asked. Justin place down his utensils on his now empty plate and cleared his throat digging out bits of pancake out of his teeth quickly,

"Meh", he shrugged. 'meh' was a total lie. To say that Justin wasn't excited would be a total underestimate.

"Okay, well leave now if you want to get to school early enough to sort out your locker and stuff that new students need to do", his father told him. Jeremy personally loved school as a child all the way to his teenage years.

He was the nerd per say. The typical 70's big framed glasses, suspenders, briefcase nerd. But, everything he did at school it paid off assuming he is now the C.E.O of a very respected and successful car rental company. He also has a beautiful son to show off too. Jeremy loves his son one heck of a lot. But that's not why he asked him to move in, no. Justin's mother- Jeremy's ex-wife, didn't want Justin. But he'd never tell Justin that.

"Love you dad, bye", Justin said kissing his father on his cheek, bolting out the front door running through the porch to his car. Jeremy sighed, his son is just like him, minus the glasses, suspenders and briefcase. Oh and the awful buckteeth.,

Jeremy then proceeded to his own room to get ready for the court case of taking custody of Justin. Which Justin yet again, will not know about.

Justin opened his car door and got in. His car was nothing special just the new edition VTR vector. It was spray painted red with two bold white stripes going through the top of the car, over the hood, the op then to the boot.

Justin drove to school playing High School by Lil Wayne ft. Nicki Minaj, squealing when the rapped the whole thing perfectly.

He arrived at the school, straight away noticing it was smaller than his last school. He entered the car park and parked his car. Some students were staring and pointing. He stepped out eyeing everyone who were also eyeing him back. He'd make eye contact with students and they'd either give him a dirty look, blush and look away or smile.

He walked through the car park and his eyes widened when he saw his ultimate dream car. The Pagandi Zonda. The car was effortlessly beautiful. If only..

Who could afford a car like that in such a small town. I mean its nearly a million dollars, his father would go nuts if he spent that much on the car. I mean Justin could afford the car, but it would put a large dent in the bank account. That's why he's been saving for it himself. He's only at $35,000 but he'll soon be there in 10 years time.

Justin closed his mouth and wiped his chin in case he drooled and carried on walking to the school. He walked up the steps and made his way in, only to bump into a girl with bright blue hair.

"Oh, I'm sorry", Justin apologized holding onto the girls shoulders to try and steady her so she wouldn't fall.

She smiled and replied,"Don't worry love, i wasn't looking where i was going".

"British?" Justin asked. She nodded and smiled a little bit wider.

"Yup, are you new?" She asked back.

"Yeah, I'm trying to find my way to the main office", Justin replied.

"Walk down, turn right and you should see a sight saying 'main office', just go through and you'll be met with Miss Dawson, lovely but she can be a bit snappy sometimes, just ask her so your schedule then look on the back of the it and you'll see your locker number", she told Justin pointing the way.

Justin laughed breathlessly,"Thanks..."

"Kacy, Kacy Harrison".

"Justin, Justin Bieber", Justin kindly took her hand and shook it.

"Well, i better get going Justin, i need to find my girlfriend", and with that she walked off. She's lesbian. That's cool, i mean Justin was kind of a 'in-the-closet' gay.

He followed Kacy's directions with a little smile on his face happy that he'd made a friend so early in his first day.

He found the main office and saw a lady sitting behind the mahogany desk. She looked as if she was in her mid forties, her brunette hair was slicked back into a high ponytail. She had small rectangular framed glasses on that emphasized her eyelashes that were pure mascara. Her lips were filled with red lipstick. Justin grimaced internally.

"Excuse me miss?"

Her head looked up and a gigantic smile grew on her face. "Hello lovely, you must be Mr. Justin Bieber?" She asked.

Justin nodded,"May i have my schedule?"

"Of course sweetie, here you go", she said handing Justin a little booklet thing. Justin thanked her and took at look at the schedule. Today he had double English, physics, geography, then lastly double art. He quite enjoyed the lessons for today.

He turned it around and saw '146', he assumed that was his locker number, he was about to leave when the office lady called,"One last thing, the headmaster is going to escort you to your first lesson, he's waiting by your locker".

Justin thanked her one last time and walked out making his way to his new locker. Stood by where his locker should be was a skinny man in a light baby blue shirt, a dark navy tie, black dress pants and expensive looking Italian dress shoes. His hair was curly, and he had bright green eyes. Justin smirked, the headmaster is fit as fuck. He though.

"Ahh, Mr. Bieber, welcome," he greeted in a very deep British accent which turned Justin on.

"Hello", Justin greeted back wearily.

"My name's Mr. Styles, once you've sorted out your things we can make our way to your first lesson, and have a little chat on the way", he smiled. Justin nodded and place his new things in the locker, he took out three new binders with a couple writing pads for his lessons then closed the locker signaling Mr.Styles that's he's done.

"So, Mr.Bieber, i must say i was very impressed with your academic record, you're extremely bright", Mr.Styles complimented. Justin blushed and turned his head so his new principal couldn't see.

"Thank you sir".

"May i see your schedule Justin?" Mr.Styles asked. Justin nodded pulling out is schedule from his back pocket handing it to his head.

"Ahh, i see you have Mr.Horan next for English, a little warning, he's Irish, so if you don't understand him, its okay", Mr. Styles laughed. Justin just gave a little chuckle.

"Physics with Mr.Payne, Geography with Mr.Tomlinson, then lastly oh! Mr. Malik", Justin looked at Mr.Styles to see him blushing.

"Are you okay?" Justin asked. Harry looked at Justin and grinned,"Me and Mr.Malik are dating, but try not to tell anybody, its not a secret we have a few homophobic parents and we don't want them to find out". Justin nodded and smiled.

"Well here we are", Mr. Styles opened a white door and ushered Justin in. Everyone's heads snapped towards Justin and he started to squirm.

"Hello Mr.Styles, is this our new student?" a Irish voice asked. Justin looked and his eyes widened, damn, is every teacher in this school extremely good looking?

"Yes it is Mr Horan".

"Good, Class! This is our new student Justin Bieber, please treat him with respect and if he needs any help attend to him, thank you. Justin, if you could take a seat over there." Mr. Horan said pointing to the back. Justin was behind a ginger girl and in front of a dude with bleach blond hair who was covered in tattoos and piercings.

Justin took off his backpack placing it on the floor pulling out one binder, his pens,a notepad and a sticky label. He wrote the subject, his name and Mr. Horan on it, then stuck it on his new binder.

He then faced the front ignoring everyone's stares. But it was nothing to the intense burning on eyes he was feeling on the back of his neck. Justin ignored it and paid attention to Mr. Horan's lesson.

"Hey sexy".

Justin gasped and turned around. The blond punk kid was sat leaning back smirking directly at Justin, with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"May i help you?" Justin chocked out. He was in awe, this guy was pretty stunning. His eyes were a really unique and overall he was... incredible.

The dude shook his head and Justin turned back round. The rest of the lesson Justin did his best to try and pay attention but the constant burn of this guys gaze was killing him. At some points it felt like the guy was breathing on the back of his neck, his warm minty breath.

Once the bell went Justin quickly packed up. Justin swore he felt someone pinch his butt, but when he turned around no one was even in the classroom, except for Mr. Horan who was sitting at the front on the computer.

Justin left the classroom bidding a last farewell to Mr. Horan and made his way to his locker only to find a head oh bright blue stood there snogging the hell out of a small red Head girl who was covered in tattoo's.

"Uhh, hey Kacy", Justin said awkwardly clearing his throat. Kacy had the girl pinned right against Justin's locker. Kacy pulled back smirking at the girl who looked quite traumatized. Justin was guessing that this was Kacy's 'girlfriend'.

"Hey Justin, this is Delia, my girlfriend", Kacy grinned snaking a arm around 'Delia's thin waist.

"Hi, nice to meet you", Delia smiled, which Justin returned. Justin opened his locker and placed his English folder in it.

"So, how was your double?" Kacy asked.

"It was cool, despite some dude", Justin groaned, turning to face the girlfriends.

"What dude? Describe him", Delia said.

"Bleach blond hair, tattoo's and piercings".

Kacy and Delia burst out laughing,"J-Jason McCann!!"

"Whats so funny", Justin whined.

"Jason McCann, yo that dude is fucking crazy", Kacy laughed.

"How crazy am i?"

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first chapter done and dusted. i wish it came out a little better but oh well.

Jason in this fanfic is my dream, i cant.

Lily xx