Flashback
I walked up to my room and changed into my pyjama's. I was so tired that I was sleeping in a matter of time. I dreamed about the things a normal 13 year old girl dreams about. It was raining chocolate, and I was in a field filled with lollypops. There weren't flowers, only lollypops. I ran through the field when suddenly it all became black. There was a boy, about 17 or 18 years old, standing on the right side of my bed. Was this still a dream? I tried to get out of my bed, but I couldn't. So this was still a dream. The boy on my right looked at me closely. He had dreamy hazelnut coloured brown eyes and brown hair. He was the most beautiful boy I've ever seen in my entire life. While he looked at me, I saw a change in his eyes. He looked like he cared about me, like he was sorry for something. I couldn't say anything. The only thing I could do was stare in those beautiful eyes. His head came closer to mine and for a second a thought he was going to kiss me. I closed my eyes and felt his lips on my neck. His lips were cold, it almost felt like he wasn't human. Then I felt something harden in his mouth. I felt his tongue running over my neck and than, there was a hard flinch and I felt two teeth sucking in my neck. I shrieked in myself, it felt like he closed my mouth with his powers. I felt how he sucked the blood out of my vein. I started to become dizzy and eventually, I fell back into the chocolate rain, lollypop field dream I had.
The next day when I awoke I still felt dizzy, but I didn't know how it was possible to be dizzy in a dream and awake dizzy the next morning. I had a sore pain in my neck. I ran my hand through my neck and felt something hard. There were two little red dots in the middle of my neck. I never found out how it happened or what those two bumps were and it scared me the rest of my life.
End of flashback
I was still looking at the boy, standing on the other side of the road. It looked like he was on the phone with someone. I looked at his appearance. He had brown hair and hazelnut brown eyes. He wore a white v-neck t-shirt with a red cap en red pants, which were hanging very low. I was staring at him, thinking back about the dream I had when I was a kid. It was 4 years ago since the last time the 'nightmare boy' had visited me in my dreams. I couldn't help but think back at how he looked again. He looked exactly the same as the boy on the other side of the road. I saw how he hang up his phone and looked around. I snapped my head and looked down at my phone. Oh no it was already 9.43AM! I had to be in class in 2 minutes. I stood right up and ran towards the school. I fell on the schoolyard, but thankfully everybody was already in class. I ran through the hallways and finally got to the English class. Everybody was there, but the teacher was still missing. "Hey Jennifer, how was hanging around with your friends yesterday?" I turned around to face one of my bullies, Paul. "Oh wait, you don't have any!" he screamed. The whole class laughed at me. They continued saying bad stuff about me. Than finally, 10 minutes late, the teacher walked in. I felt so relieved that they would finally stop. Everybody turned to face the teacher. He looked around and checked the absence list. When I heard my name I looked up. I was drawing my 'nightmare boy' in my book. Before I could hide it, Paul grabbed my book and looked at my drawing. "Look what our little girl made!" He stepped forward and hold my book open to show the rest of class my drawing. I looked around, because nobody said a word. Everything was quiet and all I heard was a soft 'Hey' on the background. I turned around and saw a boy standing in the doorpost of class. "Is this the English class?" He asked. I wasn't able to see his face, because it was hidden under a red cap. I heard the girls gasp. The girls in my class are all very popular and get all the boys they want. When I turned around, I already heard them make deals about who should get the 'new boy' first. I turned around again. Only to see the teacher talking to the new boy. His head lifted and I immediately saw his face. I felt like I couldn't breath, so I put my head down. It was HIM. The exact copy of my 'nightmare boy'. There's no way it could actually be HIM, he should've aged by now. He should be 21 right now, but this kid looks exactly like him.
"So, why don't you introduce yourself?" the teacher said looking at the new boy. "Uhm okay. My name is Justin Bieber, I'm 18 years old and I'm from Stratford in Canada. I love hanging with my best friends Ryan and Chaz, I love sports. Especially Basketball, Ice hockey and football and my hobby is singing." I heard a scream from one of the girls behind me. "Ohmygawd can you sing something for us?!" she screamed. She sat at the table behind me. I saw Justin looking who said that and the second he saw her, he saw me too. I saw his eyes widen up and he got nervous. He looked so relaxed, so I wasn't the only one to notice. "Don't be afraid to sing Justin, we won't break you down. Just sing." I said, knowing I was the reason he was so nervous. He relaxed a little bit and agreed with what I said. "Thank you, …" I knew where he was going for. "Jennifer." I answered to his unspoken question. He looked at me with his warm eyes, and then started singing, acoustic.
"As long as you love me, I'm under pressure. Seven billion people in this world, tryin' to fit in. Keep it together, smile on your face even though your heart is frowning.
But hey now, don't go. We both know, what to do oh. But I will, take my chances.
As long as you love me. We could be starving. We could be homeless. We could be broke.
As long as you love me. I'll be your platinum. I'll be your silver. I'll be your gold.
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
I'll be your soldier. Fighting every secondof the day for your dreams girl.
I'll be your Hova, you could be my Destiny's Childon a scene girl.
So don't stress, don't cry. We don't need no wings to fly. Just take my hand.
As long as you love me. We could be starving. We could be homeless. We could be broke.
As long as you love me. I'll be your platinum. I'll be your silver. I'll be your gold.
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me"
Then a rap part came up. His voice was just beautiful. He was staring at me while he was singing.
"I don't know if this makes sense but,you're my hallelujah. Give me a time and place,
I'll run it for, I'll fly you to it,I'll beat you there. Girl you know I got you,us, trust, a couple thingsI can't spell without you.
Now we on top of the world,cause that's just how we do. Used to tell me sky's the limit,now the sky's our point of view. Man, we're stepping out like woah,(Oh god!)camera's point and shoot.Ask me what's my best side,I'll stand back and point at you, you, you the one that I argue with,feel like i need a new girl to be bothered with, but the grass ain't always greener on the other side. It's green where you water it,so I know, we got issues baby,true, true, true,
But I'd rather work on this with you,than go ahead and start with someone new.As long as you love me.
As long as you love me. We could be starving. We could be homeless. We could be broke.
As long as you love me. I'll be your platinum. I'll be your silver. I'll be your gold.
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
I'll be your silver, I'll be your gold
As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me
As long as you love me, you love me, you love me,it's all I want baby.
As long as you love me."
The whole classroom was quiet. Everybody was blown away by this private concert. I was the first one to break out of his trance and actually clap for him. I stood up and continued clapping. The rest came out of their trance and clapped with me. The popular girls where already all over him, saying he has a real talent. I clapped a little more and than sat down again. I looked at him, all girls were already over him. He should be happy now, he's popular and it's only his first day. Than I saw how he looked. He looked like he didn't care about what anybody said to him, all he did was turn his head and look me in the eye with two looks at the same time. One was the 'thank you' look, probably because I encouraged him and was the first to clap. But the second look was the one which startled me the most. He cared. He cared about me. He didn't care about the pretty, popular girls all over him. He wanted to talk to me.
