Decieved and Loved

chapter 2

During lunch Justin and I sat awkwardly silent, well awkward for me but he was so into writing his song that he probably didn't even notice. "So Mr. Bieber, what is this song?" I asked. He looked up and smiled. "Its called die in your arms. Its going to be on my believe album." He handed me his journal. "Tell me what you think," Justin told me. I looked up at his, my mouth slightly ajar. "Really?" I asked. Its so weird that he even thought about asking me my opinion. I had been here almost 8 months and we never sat at the same table, never conversated about anything. "Yeah," he said as he stuffed his mouth with the chicken. I smiled and began to read the first verse, but I struggled because of all the scratch outs he had on the mistakes he had made, so I moved on to the chorus. "If I could just die in your arms, I wouldn't mind because every time you touch me I just die" I read, it was going to.be a good song once done. "I think it will be a fan favorite when you finish it." I cut a strip of my chicken and dipped it in the hot sauce on NY plate and ate it. "Thank you Jenail. So what are your plans for today?" Once again I was shocked. I looked into his face and saw that he was seriously trying to converse with me. "I don't have any plans." "Good, would you like to go with me today and help me find a present for Selena?" "She still pops up! Ugh!" I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Sure I can help out." I finished my food and got up to put away my plate. "Mr. Bieber, are you done?" He nodded and handed me his plate. "Oh remind me to go take you shopping 'cause your birthday is coming," He said without looking up from his journal. I turned around awestruck. "How did you know?" He smiled, "Don't worry about that. Now go and get dressed." I happily went into the house and put away the plates and ran up to my room and looked in my closet to try and find something nice to wear. "what to wear, what to wear!" I screamed to my self.