Meet The Angel and The Devil
Selena’s POV
It was summer break. Thank you Jesus! If my dad ever heard me say that, he be all like, “Don’t bring the Lord’s name up in this,” or something like that. Yeah, as you can see my dad is a preacher/pastor, and so is my mom. Well my mom also teaches a “sex” class at the church, but I really don’t wanna talk about it because it’s way too embarrassing. Anyways you may say being the preacher’s daughter sucks, and well, it kind of does. You have rules like
· - No kissing the opposite sex
· - No touching the opposite sex,( any type of sexual manner basically)
· - No sex before marriage
· - No drugs
· - No alcohol
· - Curfew 10 p.m.
You know stuff like that. But do be honest; I don’t mind these type of rules actually. Having rules and boundaries prevent teens in line. If there were no boundaries in a house hold you’ll become a horrible person.
Like Justin Bieber.
Justin’s POV
I was so happy it was summer break. No school, I can just chill with my crew, attend all the parties I wanted to, meet girls, you know, no boring bull-crap stuff. My parents basically raised me to be a free child. Did the give me rules? Hell yes. Did I listen? Hell no. They gave me some bull crap rules like
· - Don’t do drugs
· - Don’t drink
· - Curfew is midnight
· - No girls at the house with no parent home
Stupid stuff, right? I broke every single one of those rules. I mean I’m not a good-stuck up chick.
Like Selena Gomez.