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Selena's POV:

"Are you excited for the big game Friday?" Melissa smiled at me. "I'm nervous, but I know it's going to be so much fun." I smiled at her.

We were currently in the ladies change room getting ready for practice. Justin was already out on the field for football practice. He was acting kind of strange today. He didn't want to leave my side. When the cheer girls and I met up for lunch, Justin insisted on coming with me. I was so confused on why, but the girls said they wanted it to just be the girls so we ended up telling Justin to join the boys.

"Do you think I look fat in this?" Melissa cocked her head to the side in the mirrors, scanning her body, turning from side to side to look at herself all around.

I damn near scoffed and had to hold back the eye roll that wanted to take over my eyes. This girl is the definition of Barbie. She does not have an inch of fat on this girl. In my opinion she is a little too thin, but as long as she is healthy, I have nothing against it.

I had friends back home who would constantly think they are fat when they are the exact opposite, I guess it's just the way society makes us think about ourselves.

"Not at all! You look amazing!" I smiled, I playfully flipped her pony tail and walked towards my bag to grab my bow to put in my hair.

"You know, I could help you lose that." I heard her behind me. I turned to her with a questioning look, "Lose what?"

She pointed towards me and it didn't take long for me to clue in that she was talking about the little bit of pudge my stomach has. I am no where near overweight but I am not skinny, I am at a good weight and I was always comfortable with my body. Until now that is.

"Um, no thanks, I'm good." I muttered, turning around to continue looking for my bow. The nerve this girl has to even make a comment like that to someone else without regards to their feelings is sickening. But I am going to keep my mouth shut. I am new here and don't have a lot of friends, I don't really want to open a can of worms for myself.

"Are you sure? Your uniform would look so much better if you didn't  have as much..." she trailed off, motioning with her arms like she was trying to find the right words.

I straightened out and placed a hand on my hip with my brows raised, waiting for her to elaborate on what she wanted to say.

"As much what?" I sassed.

"Chunk." She sighed.

I cannot with this girl.

"You know, I think you are a really nice girl, but I don't think you have the right to be commenting on my weight. It's not any of your business. I would really appreciate it if you would keep those comments to yourself."

She held her arms up in defence. "I didn't mean anything serious by it. Don't get sensitive."

"Yeah well I think you need to take it into consideration of other people's feelings. Now stop being so judgemental and help me put my bow in my hair so we can go to practice." I placed the bow in her hand and turned around.

Melissa didn't say anything after that, she just did what I asked and we headed out to the field.

Ive never really had someone comment on me personally about my weight. I was always there to comfort my friends back home. I could never have the guts to say anything like that to anyone. I think everyone is beautiful in their own way and we were all created  the way we were for a reason and you shouldn't change that. Unless you feel you absolutely need to, to be happy, but I really encourage people to do it the healthy way.

"Hey ladies! Let's run through the routine." Serena smiled. Everyone got into their spots and started the routine.

I was getting into position for the girls to lift me up. When the girls lifted me up, I posed and smiled, holding my balance.  I felt someone quake beneath me and the next thing I knew, I let out a shriek and I was on my back in the grass with pain shooting up my spine and a ache in the back of my head.

"Selena!" I heard Justin yell as he ran towards me. He dropped to his knees beside me and held the back of my head with one hand and rested his other on my stomach.

Tingles erupted in my stomach where his hand was placed. And I wondered if every boy would make me feel this way or if it was only Justin's effect.

I looked up at him confused, "I don't even know what happened." I rubbed my face with my hands.

"I know what happened, your fat ass was being held by us and I couldn't hold you anymore!" Melissa snapped. I shot up into a sitting position and ignored Justin's plead for me to take it easy.

"Listen here," I snapped, "Ive had enough of your comments on my weight! Why don't you get to know me and my personality before being so rude to me. I have not judged you once by appearance. I don't understand what your problem with me is, but I'm really tired of it. You don't even know me!" I threw my arms up in defeat.

I never snap at anyone, but I honestly do not like when people constantly put me down before even knowing me. I guess the Hispanic side of me won't allow me to let people walk all over me.

"You've been commenting about her weight? What's even wrong with it? She's not overweight and she's not too skinny, I don't get the problem here." Justin frowned at Melissa.

"Justin listen-" Melissa began but Justin held his hand up for her to stop talking.

"Let's go Selena, I want you to get checked out by the school nurse." Justin helped me off the ground and held his arm around me as we walked into the school.

"Why didn't you tell me she was bothering you?" Justin gave me a saddening look. It looked as if he was deeply affected by this.

"It just started today, I honestly have no idea where this came from. We just met a couple days ago and I thought we would be good friends until she started insulting me in the change room today." I sighed.

Justin helped me hop up onto the little padded seat in the nurses office. I just scanned the room quietly as the nurse was filling out forms incase of a life threatening injury.

"Okay honey, I'm going to check your breathing and heart rate and we will go from there." She smiled at me. I nodded and gave her a small smile.

Everything for my breathing and heart rate was normal.

"So what happened dear?" She furrowed her brows at me and I sighed.

"Well, we were doing a stunt and one of the girls dropped me, she then blamed it on my weight but I know that's just a load of crap." I explained.

She giggled, "Ah, young girls, always so mean, you my dear are at a perfect weight. There is absolutely nothing to worry about. Now where are the areas of pain?"

"My spine and my head." She ran her fingers up my spine, feeling to make sure nothing was out of place or broken.

"Your back is fine. As for the head, there isn't really much to say, you might have a slight concussion, so I'm going to fax over paperwork to your family doctor and he will look at you further for any injuries."

"She's going to be fine though right? Even if she does have a concussion?" Justin panicked, placing a comforting hand on my thigh. Those darn butterflies were back again, giving me an addicting sensation buzzing around under my skin where his hand is gently placed. I wanted to have this feeling more often.

The nurse laughed and patted Justin on the back. "Oh goodness, you are too adorable. Yes she will be absolutely fine!" She turned to me, "Your boyfriend is so worried, it's so cute!"

I blushed at her statement before telling her, "He's not my boyfriend." She tisked at me before sending me a wink, "Maybe not yet, but he will be soon."

Justin and I walked out and down the hallway. "We should probably get back to practice." I sighed. Justin turned to me and smirked.

"I would like to take you somewhere." He said. I cocked my head to the side. "Right now?" He nodded his head.

"Won't we get in trouble for missing the rest of practice?" I furrowed my brows. I don't want to get into any trouble at my new school. Justin laughed, "Of course not, you are 'injured' so we will be fine." He used how fingers to air quote his choice of word. I shrugged at him.

"Then let's go. Why not!" I smiled. His eyes lit up and I could see the happiness swirling around in his caramel irises, making me melt at the beautiful sight of this gorgeous boys happiness.

"Come on!" He grabbed my hand and we ran down the hallway and out the school doors. I have no idea where he wants to take me, but I am not going to question him for one second. If it's anything like the rose bush with the amazing view, I'll be absolutely blown away.

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My jaw dropped, he had a picnic set up for us in this beautiful field surrounded by tulips. There was this beautiful grey and white plaid blanket sprawled out onto the bright green grass. He had a beige wicker basket sitting in the middle. And little mason jars with tea light candles holding each corner of the blanket down.

I brought my hand up to my mouth and darted my eyes to him. He was nervously waiting for my reaction. "Oh my gosh, Justin. This is absolutely beautiful!" I was absolutely blown away. This boy is continuing to surprise me every day.

"I was hoping you would like it." He bit his lip nervously, with his hands shoved into the front pockets of his ripped jeans, adorning his hips.

"Like it? I love it!" I gasped. He smiled at my response and it made this weird eruption of butterflies in my stomach when I seen the happiness radiating off of him.

He had clearly put so much effort into this, he made time to come out here and do this, without me knowing even. I cant believe he even thought to do this. I have no idea why he likes to take me on little surprising adventures but they definitely make me truly happy. I couldn't ever imagine someone else doing this for me, well besides Tyler. I guess Justin is something special.

"Well, let's sit down then." He smirked, motioning with his hands to sit down. I giggle at him and nodded my head.

Ive been trying hard to keep my feelings from turning into anything serious, but with the way he treats me and all the emotions and butterflies that fly around my stomach, I don't know if I could handle just being friends with him.  It would be too complicated to keep my feelings on the low around him, when all I secretly want to do is hug him and hold his hands.

Justin slid the lids of the basket open and dug his hands inside. He pulled out a couple of sandwiches, two cans of soda, and some cookies. "I know it's not fancy, but I thought this would be perfect." He said, handing me my sandwich.

"Justin, it doesn't have to be fancy to be anything special, this is beyond enough. I cant believe you put this together!" I exclaimed, pulling the bag open and grabbing my sandwich, taking a bite.

He made us PB&J sandwiches, my heart instantly began to pound and butterflies erupted my stomach for what felt like the millionth time today. PB&J sandwiches was always what Tyler and I would eat while together, we never ate anything else. They were his favourite, and he was my favourite, so the sandwiches became my favourite as well.

I could tell Justin was curious with what was on my mind by the way he was looking at me with curious brows raised. "Are you alright?"

I nodded, "This just all made me think of Tyler, and it made me happy." I smiled at him. I placed my hand softly over his hand that was propping him up. "You have nothing to worry about, this is perfect Justin."

He looked down at our touching hands and was staring at them. I pulled my hand away quickly, "I'm sorry." I murmured, I didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

His eyes shot to mine, he sat up and grabbed my hand. "No, don't be sorry for touching me if that's why you are apologizing. I just wasn't expecting you to touch me is all. But please don't be sorry for that." He smiled, rubbing his thumb along my knuckles.

I blushed at him, "This isn't what friends do." I shied away, letting my hair hide my burning cheeks. "Who says friends can't do this?" He questioned, sliding over on the blanket so he was closer to me.

My lips parted slightly at his close proximity and he continued, "Friends can do whatever they want." He rose his hand to gently graze it across my cheeks and set his hand firmly on my jaw, holding me, forcing me to look at him.

"And friends can certainly do this, god Ive been dying to do this." He sighed, Inching closer to me. His face centimetres away from mine.

I could feel his breaths tickling my lips, he kept creeping closer until I could feel a ghost of his lips on mine, his lips weren't touching me just yet, but as my breath got caught in my throat I was praying he would kiss me before I passed out.

My heart was pounding, I could hear the blood pumping in my ears, and for a second I wondered if he could hear it as well. My hand was tingling from the touch of his, and my lips were impatiently waiting for the contact of his soft, pink, heart shaped ones.

I watched his lips as his tongue slipped out of his mouth to grace his bottom lip, giving it the perfect amount of moisture. His eyes locked on mine and I froze. I couldn't physically move.

He gently pushed his lips onto mine and I kid you not, the fireworks are a real thing to feel. My heart stopped, my lips when numb from the sensations buzzing around. His hand on my jaw pulled me into him more and my eyes clenched shut, enjoying the feeling of his soft lips on mine.

Something in me sparked and I found myself pushing my lips harder into him. Wanting to feel more of him. I pulled my hand out of his grip and I placed it on the back of his neck, gently tugging on the hairs on the back of his neck, earning a low growl to escape his lips.

I sighed as he pulled away, I felt like I was in a daze. "Friends really don't do that." I muttered, still watching his lips.

He tilted my chin up so I would look at him. His eyes never fail to amaze me, the caramel orbs look right through me and into my soul, I know he could read my every thought and emotion just by looking at me. His stare was so intense I wondered where he got the good eye contact from. His eyes are definitely one of the many features I favour on this boy.

"Well, maybe I don't want to be friends anymore." He whispered.

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