Your POV
The school bell rang and I packed my things into my backpack.
"Think about a partner you want to do the project with till next week." the teacher said and then everyone left the classroom.
Me either. I walked over to my locker and I saw Bella walking towards me. Her long brown hair was flying in the air and she also shook her head a little. All boys behind her were biting their lips and looking at her ass.
"How was the lesson?" she asked as she arrived. "Nah.. we have to do a project with a partner about a theme Mr. Johnson will give us." I said totally unfazed.
"Well that sounds interesting. Do you have a partner already?" Bella opened her locker too and put some makeup on. Actually just lipstick but anyways.
"No but I think about asking Justin because I don't know-"
"Wooowww nice dress Bella." Dave interrupted us as he walked past us. She just smiled and turned to the mirror again.
" -anybody else." I continued.
"Cool." she said still looking in the mirror doing some weird lip moves. Sometimes I really feel like I'm at the wrong place with the wrong persons. Nobody ever told me a compliment or anything. I was like air. For everyone.
"Everything alright?" Bella asked with her soft voice and closed her locker.
"Yeah yeah. Let's go to the next class." I mumbled and grabbed her hand.
Justin's pov
"Yooo bro." Brandon greeted me and gave me a bro fist. "Hey what's up?" I asked and he sat down next to us. The whole basketball team was sitting in the cafeteria and eating.
"Anything interesting." Brandon answered. He's my neighbor and one of my best friends. We talked about several things and laughed alot.
"So you all going to madison's tonight?" I asked them all and leaned in.
"Yeah." Jake responded and all the other agreed too.
"Nice. We can do a basketball match then." I added and did some weird gestures as if I would dribble a ball and throw it into the basket. The boys laughed and kicked my shoulder with their fists.
"Sure why not?" Mike said as he bit in his sandwich and leaned back in his chair.
"But we have to bet for something otherwise it isn't interessting.." Brandon concluded as if he already had an idea. We all looked at each other and approached. "The loser team will walk only in boxershorts through the school for a whole break. Deal?"
Everybody was smirking like an idiot and we all were curious and excited to do that.
"Deal." We all answered and put our hands together in the middle of the table.
After we formed two teams we walked to our classes again. We were having maths. I hated it. Like who the fuck needs the shit for real?
I sat down next to a hot girl. I think her name was Maria. She looked nice but she was stupid as hell. But beautiful.
Mr. Mill explained what we had to do but I didn't understand anything. Something with numbers and letters.
"Start working." he said and sat down in his comfortable chair. I looked at Maria and hoped that she knew at least what we have to do. But she was just chewing her gum and spinning it around her finger. The color of the gum matched her nail color and the color of her plumpy lips. Desperately I looked up to Y/N. She was sitting in one of the front rows. Alone. She was doing her exercises. I stood up and walked up to her.
"Hey everything ok? You need help?" I asked her as she was writing some numbers on the paper. First she didn't respond but when she was finished she looked up and wiped the hair out of her face so that I could see her eyes.
"You ask me if I need help?" She laughed.
"I should ask you." Y/N added. Even if she knew that I really didn't get anything I couldn't tell her that I need help. I mean I was the man and she the girl. Boys help girls and not the other way around.
"Nah everything's alright. I just need a little break you know." I could punch myself in the face for saying this.
"Ah ok." she said not really sure what to answer and concentrated on her exercises again.
"Mr. Bieber? Back to your seat please." Mr. Mill said a little angrily. I just put my hands up and laughed as I walked back to my chair.
I could literally cry. I didn't get it. I was sitting there and tried to understand it but it was just hard. Finally the bell rang and I packed my things and left the room as fast as possible.
I knew that if I would stay there some seconds longer Mr. Mill would say that I had to learn more bla bla. Yeah my grades in maths were bad. Really bad. But all the other were ok.
I walked out the school to my car. A black lambo. Yeah. I was really proud when I got it. I went in and drove home and got ready for the party.
