Chapter one

"Justin stop!" I said. "Ellie your birthday is coming and you need figure out what you're going to do." "Justin I'm only turning 18 we can just can just go to dinner." I don't understand this adult thing; it just feels like another year of my life. I felt like an adult two years ago with I had to move out of my own house and live with my best friend, Justin Bieber. Justin is very handsome man who is 5'7 and the captain of the basketball team of my school and traveling all year round. He is the one of the most popular guys at my school.

Then there's me.

I am the invisible student. With the ruff family life, with only five friends. I'm anti-social and in addition I have anger issues. My friends say if I was social I would be possible if Justin and I would both be powerful in high school. But I'm not so, I'm over it.

"Ellie", laughed Justin , "We have all day to be old but Saturday we gonna party it up!"

"Jus-", I spit out.

"We can go to San Francisco, San Diego; I don't know we are adults now. Graduation is in like seven days."

"I only have five friends."

"Six if you include me", he smiles.

That smile. That smile it gets all the girls. I don't think I can count with two hands how many girls he has dated, me being one of them. We tried once about a year ago. It lasted a month, it didn't work out. We living in the same house made it feel like made it feel like we were married and we augured every day. We didn't want to ruin a friendship off of a relationship. I wasn't a bad break up we both agreed. He easily moved on, it was harder for me. We didn't talk for a week but us being bestfriends it didn't last. The next week we went on with your lives' like the relationship never happened.

I push him. He grabs me by the waist then the hold my shoulder and we walk to lunch.

"Justin slow down! You have a tournament tomorrow." I laugh.

"Kay mom." He utters.

"Don't call me that."

"Speaking of mom"

"Can we not…"

My mom has been absent from my life ever since my dad died four years ago. The accident was tragic to my family quickly broke apart. My older sister moved across the country to West Virginia three months later. My mom used alcohol to numb her pain of her loss. I got most of the whip lash. Only being fourteen I couldn't move out that quickly. Justin's mom soon figured out my problem and took me in as a new child. I have been living here ever since.

"Have you even talked to her yet? It's been like what two weeks." His eyes are seeping into my mind trying to figure out the truth.

"I think she's fine she hasn't even bothered to talk to me so whatever." I try to hide the fact hurting.

"Hey smile! I'll kiss you in public again."

I laugh, "Justin please don't."

We always had this relationship. Even before we were together, he was my first of almost everything. My first best friend, my first "loving relationship" (not including my parents), and my first kiss. Everybody thinks I'm just dying for attention when I'm not. Thanks to Justin he always has my back no matter what. He would bring me to parties and when no one asked me to prom the most popular guy in school asked me. He has my back and so do, I but I have nothing to offer for him.