No Strings Attached

Chapter 3

Bieber studied me. I knew he was going to say something, but when he spoke it was something else. "Do you want me to take you home now, or would you want to come to come with
me?"

"Depends on where you might be going."

"Well, since Selena will be busy all today--"

"Good." I muttered under my breath. He arched a brow and continued.

"Since Selena will be busy I thought you'd like to see the taste of the Upper East Side."

His statement made me laugh. I think I knew much about the Upper East side seeing that Gossip Girl had been my show growing up. But if he was offering to tour me around, I couldn't say no. I was going to have to bond with at some time, so why not now?

However, I was fucking tired and I just wanted to flop on my bed and sleep to be honest. "Maybe some other time, I think right now I'm going to crash. I start work tomorrow right?"

He licked his lips and nodded understanding what I wanted. "You start bright and early on Monday morning. Ariana Grande will probably be getting in tonight, but I'll set up a quick dinner Sunday night to get you two aquianted. Are you a fan?"
I shrugged. I wasn't want they called and "arianator" I wasn't into that whole fan base, but I liked her. I had her albums on my playists and I used to watch Sam and Cat with Bethany before they cut the show off. I was actually really excited to see her. My sister has met so many celebrites and I probably met one or two, but know I was going to meet a handful. Maybe even Austin Mahone, and let me tell you, I would swallow him in a heart beat. "I like her. I'm not lke a die hard fan, but it will be fun working with her."
"Do you meet a lot of famous people because of Selena?" He asked.
I laughed. "No. If you noticed, I'm not really involved in that giltz and glamour. That's why I wanted to bring my own woredrobe."
"What do you mean?"
We pulled up infront of what looked like a very expensize looking townhouse. It was made out of baige brick and moss vines were crawling up the base. The steps did a little swirl I noticed as we drove into the small driveway. I hadn't answered his question yet since we were too bust gathering my things to bring inside. And let me tell you, inside was so fucking nice. Like I lived in a mansion back home, but honestly this was so nice and it looked like something from Blair Waldorf's penthouse. I don't know what came over me, but I dropped my backs and ran up another set of spirl stairs into the hallway in which the bedrooms where. I wanted to see my room. I stuck my head in everyone until finding the actually room that was mine. I could tell because there was a little note sitting on my bed. I frowned and walked inside. The carpet was white plush and the walls were a dark blue, which I liked it. The bed was a king size and made up f theose fluffy pilllows that you just sink into. There was also a matching white dresser and other matching pieces of furniture. I liked it. It was kind of pure...not saying I myself was. But it felt like it. I sat on my soft new bed and opened the note that was left for me.
"Hi Sister, if you're reading this then it means you're leaving here now and I'm probably at work doing what I have to do. Welcome to my humble home and it's great to have you. And if you are probably reading this than you havent opened you're closet yet. Since you're new life is starting here, I wanted to give you the right fashionment statement to show off to my friends." There she goes again. She always had to get that part in there to make me hate her more. "Anyway, I hope Justin is being a doll to you and I hope you are treating him with RESPECT, but that's all for now. Ta ta ."
I crumpled the note and threw it in the trashcan by my bed. I turned around just as the door cracked open and Bieber came in with the rest of my belongings. He placed them by the door and leaned against the frame. "Hi."
"Hi." He rolled his eyes. "Selena has a way with words doesnt she?'
It was my turn to roll my eyes. He didn't know the half of it. Actually, he probably didn't know any of it. She probably just sugarcoated everything that had happend with my brother. It was what my family did. Sugarcoated every single problem we ever had. I hated it. I was the only one who sucked it up and faced reality while everything, minus my dad, saw what they wanted to see. "Selena knows how to use her words in the sharpest way to make it feel like a knife is cuting right through your stomach."
He raised a brow and did that lick lip thing that actually drove my crazy. "Now she's not that bad."
I put my hands on my hips and gave him the 'you're stupid' look. "That's because she's YOUR girlfriend and MY sister. Two different people. Trust me. I grew up with her. She was not the same as she was when we were younger. But I don't really feel like talking about my sister because I hear enough about her everyday of my life." I threw at him.
He put his hands up. "Jeez. Jealous much."
Anger boiled up inside me. I went up to him and shoved him out my room. He fell back surprised by my force. "I am NOT jealous of my sister." I shut the door right on his face and breathed heavily as I fell back to my bed ad sprawled across it. God why did Selena always have to wiggle her way through just about anything when she wasn't even present?
That nap was sounding so good right about now. It was help my get my mind of Selena and help me relax way more since I was so tense now. I didn't brother undressing myself, I just tossed off my shoes and curled myself in my white comforter before closing my eyes and drifted off into the longest nap I had in the past month.