So this is my first story. It's not that good right now but I hope it'll get better soon!

This is what Caroline looks like: .com/photos/sarcasticstrawberry/3175513716/
This is what Caroline is wearing: .com/late_morning/set?id=28589731
This is what Justin Bieber looks like: .
This is what Justin Bieber is wearing: .com/cgi/set?id=28589929
and the glasses the Caroline wears:

I was a normal girl living in a normal town. Nothing ever happened. Well, at least not to me. I just fade into the background of everything. I never did anything spontaneous; everything is planned. That's how I like it. It's not like most high schoolers, I know. Most of them go with the flow and do whatever; go to parties, drink, drugs, sex. That's not me. I usually stay home and read or something. I have a couple friends although i never see them outside of school. I barely talk to them in school. The more I'm thinking about, they don't really sound like friends..

Anyway, it was the day before thanksgiving break and I wasn't too excited about it. It means that I'll have nothing to do. I was awoken by the sunlight streaming into my room. I slowly lifted the covers off my face to greet the day. Then it struck me, I wake up before the sun rises. I frantically looked at the clock on my wall and it read 9:45. Oh shit. I looked out the window and both my parents' cars were gone. I ran into the bathroom and tossed on the clothes I had set out the day before; jeans, red sneakers, and a yellow sweatshirt. I looked at myself in the mirror. I hastily put on some make up. I rushed back to my room and grabbed my black satchel and tossed it over my shoulder. I ran out of the house and was on my way to school. It was quite cold outside and I had forgotten my ear muffs and gloves.

I was walking down the busy street. Cars zoomed past me blasting their music. As I got into town, I was distracted by the mobs of shoppers. People bumped into me left and right. I decided to just keep walking. I had to make it to school or else!

As I walked, I slightly felt a hand grab mine. I didn't take my hand right away because I couldn't feel my hands. I looked up and saw a guy, about 3 inches taller than me wearing a hat with his hood over it and sunglasses. He looked down at me and smiled. I gave him a confused looked. As I was about to yank my hand away, cameras came, flashing and people asking questions. This caused me to just grab the boys hand tighter. He ran for it, taking me along with him. We ran about half a block and ran into a diner. The cameras followed us in there. I just looked side to side and soon I was swept off my feet again by this mystery boy dragging me into the bathroom. Once we entered the bathroom I quickly took my hand back and began to try and warm both of my hands up. He was facing the door with his back to me. Who was this kid? Why did he grab my hand? Why were those cameras and those people following him? This wasn't part of my plan. As if my plan wasn't ruined already.

The boy turned back to me with a smirk on his face. I crossed my arms. Who does he think his is?

"Do you realize that you have made me late for school?" I said with a face full of anger.

"Like you weren't already" He said. He turned to the mirror and fixed his hat over and over.

"You just made it worse! Who do you think you are? Some superstar?" He acted as if he was one; just coming up to me and taking my hand and acting as if he was unaffected by this whole thing.

He set his hands down on the rim of the sink. I crossed my arms waiting for a response. He looked down and took off his hood and his sunglasses. He turned to me and took a step closer.

"I'm Justin Bieber"