Dear Readers, it sure has been a while since i botherd to write another fanfiction.

Two whole years! To all who care im still in the army training :) hope you enjoy this story, please review! xx

CPOV

"somethings not quite right.." i mutterd to myself.

I sniffed the air like a territorial wolf and inspected the lunch hall i was stood in.

No one in sight. But thats impossible... im here. Why arent i being praised?

I burst through large studio doors into a car park , there i immediately spotted a gathering of people, desperate to get to what ever is in the centre.

I ran to the crowd eager to see what could be more awesome than me.

I fought my way through girls clambering theyre way towards the centre and stopped dead in my tracks.

There stood Sonny in the heart of the tornado of female fury.

She was talking to a small boy, the boys hair was a dirty blonde that curled round his head.

I noticed Sonny was pulling one of her many faces, this one was her "wow what a dreamboat" face with a hint of dribble.

Surely shes mistaken him for me.

I approached the two and bellowed out to my rival ;

"MONROE!" demanding her immediate attention and worship.

Her gaze on the boy was unflinching and unnaffected.

She replied " oh... hi .. erm... ch .. chad thats it!" she spoke forgetful until finally clocking my name.

I felt a fresh flow of anger flow to my head. But because im awesome i can control it.

"Who's the dude?" i said tryin to retain my cool.

The boy spoke " the names justin". He seemed innocent enough.

But the way Sonny looked at him stirred to cocktail of fury burning inside my mind like a volcano waiting to explode and destroy everything in the vacinity.

From the distance a makeup lady called for Justin.

He spoke " Sorry 'gals, see you round" he winked at Sonny and ran off.

The volcano just blew, i lunged forward and found myself made immoble by countless girls squeezing my arms wishin they were Justin's.

Dam these girls are strong, they all sighed in unison, including Sonny.

My anger went and was replaced with an undesired feeling.

I freed myself and walked away occaisonally glancing back to see if they'd moved, not a bloody inch.

Desperate measures, " SONNY YOUR FAT"! I shouted as loud as i could muster.

Not even a flinch, normally by now id be on my second course of fist salad and knuckle sandwiches.

Past me two men walked casually talking amongst themselves.

The one spoke to the other, "Can't believe Justin Beiber is at our studio".

My mind went blank and the world began to spiral so fast.

That brat's come to my studio and stole my girl, its on Bieber.

Its on.

Hope you enjoyed my short installment, if anyone enjoyed this or likes where its goin please tell me and il continue :)

xx