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//02.

*Stella Adams POV*

"Stella!" I heard my mom shout from downstairs. I groaned and threw my legs off my bed then walked down the stairs. I met my mom in the living room along with my dad. What are they even doing here? It's 4pm and they are usually still in their office.

"What, mother?" I rolled my eyes, and no I don't usually call her that. I just used that name whenever I am frustrated with her.

"Don't give me that attitude, young lady," she said sternly but you can easily hear a playful tone. That's what I adore about my mom. She's a mother everyone ever asks for. She's not the kind of mother who has a hundred of rules for their kids, but she is not the kind of mother that lets her kids ruin their lives either. You see, my brother and I are both lucky to born in a wealthy family. By the way, my brother is now working as a doctor in a hospital.

"Your mother and I are going to a party, and you are coming with us," my dad informed me, they always asked me to come to a party all the time and, no, it's not a party that full of teenagers and drugs. It's a party with full of rich people wearing expensive stuff.

"When is it?" I asked.

"Tonight, and please wear something nice. I want you to meet someone tonight," my mother grinned. 

Oh joy.

Whenever she wants me to meet someone that means she wants me to talk to a rich boy in hope I would magically fall in love with him and marry him.

Really? Yes.

"Sure," I replied and turned around ready to go back to my room.

"Oh and mom, Ashley wants to see you at work tomorrow," I told her.

"Why is that?" she asked.

"I don't know"

"Sweetheart, she's your cousin. Please at least try to be nice to her,"

my mom pleaded.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head before I continued my way to my room. Yes, Ashley Moore is my cousin and she was a bitch. We used to go to the same high school and let's just say that I wasn't so popular back then, and Ashley is the other way around. She was the queen of school.

I used to have a boyfriend and his name was Ryan. We dated for almost a year but unfortunately Ashley had to ruin that, she seduced Ryan and hooked up with him. I know it wasn't Ryan's fault, I mean, and he was a teenager. But it's not just that, he broke up with me, called me a bitch and Ashley laughed about it. I never got along with her, ever.

"Fuck my life," I cursed as I closed my bedroom's door.

I glanced at the digital clock in my nightstand and it said '4:56pm'. I should start to get ready now then.

I took a shower and then did my make-up, and also my hair. Then, I wrapped a towel around my body and walked out of my bathroom to my 'massive' closet. I turned on the lights and walked to the dress section, I always have it organized and I plan on keeping it that way.

"What to wear? What to wear?" I repeated to myself as I looked around.

I pulled out a blood-red strapless dress, it's a simple long dress but it's extremely pretty. I don't remember where I bought this but it's a limited edition for all I know.

Once I was done with myself, I checked my self on the mirror for one last time before I walked out of my room and walked downstairs to see my parents are about to leave.

"Mom, where's my red purse?" I asked her as I slipped on my bright read heals from Louboutin.

"Which one, sweetheart?" she asked.

"Chanel," I replied and straightened myself and looked at my mother who was already standing by the door.

"Oh, I donated it." she smiled at me as if it was nothing. What the hell, old woman? That was my favorite!

"What?! Mom! That was my favorite!" I shouted and she just shrugged.

"Stella," my dad spoke, I glared at him.

"We have our plan changed. Your mother and I are heading off now and there will be someone to pick you up in few minutes. Please be nice to him," he told me. I furrowed my eyebrow at him. Him?

"Do I happen to know 'him'?" I asked curiously and my dad shook his head.

"We're leaving! Behave sweetheart!" he said then left without another word.

I sighed heavily and walked back up to my room and grabbed my stuff. Just then someone knocked on my door, I fixed my dress then walked downstairs and opened the door to reveal a 23ish man with hazel brown eyes, a perfect shaped  pair of jaws, plump pink lips, and a dirty blonde hair that's made into a perfect quiff. He looked extremely attractive. He smiled at me and I swear my knees went weak.

Damn hormones.

"Stella?" He spoke.

 Oh lord, that raspy voice.

"Uh yeah, and you are..?" I replied awkwardly.

"Bieber, Justin Bieber," he smiled at me and showed two of his adorable dimples.

"Mr. and Mrs. Adams sent me here to pick you up to the party." he told me. Thanks mom, thanks dad. I nodded and smiled at him then stepped out.

"Why is your name sound so familiar to me?" I said and he looked down at me and shrugged. Yes looked down. I am very short for a woman at 21 years old.

"I wonder why," he smirked and chuckled.

He opened the door for me, I blushed and muttered, “Thank you.”

He ran to the other side and slid in to the driver seat.

"Tell me about you," he spoke as soon as he started to drive, I glanced at him and shrugged.

"Well, I'm the daughter of Adams Inc. CEO," I told him, "I have one older brother, his name is Logan. He is now working in a hospital in London".

"Really? Your parents never mentioned about your brother," He replied,.

"Hmm, I bet," I nodded, "What about you? Tell me about yourself" I smiled at him.

"I'm Canadian" he told me, "I have one sister, she's 7 her name is Jazzy and one brother, he's 5 and his name is Jaxon" He smiled, I looked at him, he seemed really happy at the thought of them.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"turning 24 this year" he replied.

"How come you're so old when your siblings are still that young?" I asked him.

"My parents had me at such a really young age. My mom was like 18," he replied. I nodded and looked out of the black tinted window

"Tell me about your family's company," I said

"My family's company? You mean, my company?" he chuckled, I furrowed my eyebrow at him,

"I am Justin Bieber. The founder and owner of Bieber Corporation, the largest company in the United States."

{--Author's Note--}

Okay okay, so if you guys are wondering why the first chapter and second chapter are totally different it's because I wanted to give you guys a little hint about this story in the future.

Remember guys, Justin in this story is not the typical Justin we see in every fanfictions. He's extremely attractive, cold, arrogant, player, sweet and cute all at the same time. ;)

Don't forget to comment, vote and be a fan. Yay!

-emily-

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