**Disclaimer: I do not own Justin Bieber, obviously. Or any other real places, people, or songs. But I do own Savannah, and all other fictional people in this story :).**
A Fresh Start...Or not.
CHAPTER 2
***SAVANNAH'S P.O.V***
In my head, I see you all over me
In my head, you fulfill my fantasy
You'll be screaming no.
In my head, it's going down
In my head, it's going down
In my head.
"arggghh" I moan, and lazily hit the snooze button on my alarm clock. It reads 7:25. CRAP. School starts in exactly twenty minutes. I jump off my bed and dash into the bathroom, tripping on my way down the hallway. I gaze into the mirror and the reflection staring back at me causes me to scream in terror. It looks like a pack of small rodents has inhabited my hair. Story of my life. I quickly jump into the shower then run a comb through my tangled blonde locks. While my hair is drying I run back into my room to get dressed. "What to wear, what to wear..." I mutter to myself as I scan through my closet.
I settle on a pair of cut off denim shorts and a green and yellow plaid button down shirt. I go back into the bathroom and brush my teeth then put on some makeup. All I need is some concealer, mascara, and a thin layer of my favorite chap stick. "Huh, not bad..." I mumble to my reflection then go back to my room. "Where the heck did I put my backpack?" I yell to myself as I desperately search around my messy room. It is now 7:35 and it takes me five minutes to bike to school. "Shit." I mutter and continue looking, until I see my beat up jansport backpack hidden beneath a pile of clothes in the far right corner of my room. I hoist it onto my back then lace up my pair of green low top converse, before heading down stairs.
"Savannah, what are you still doing here?" My mother asks worriedly "School starts at 7:45" I grab a granola bar and kiss her on the cheek.
"I know mom I'm leaving now." I say over my shoulder, slamming the door behind me. "Sorry!" I yell loud enough so that my mom can hear my apology on the inside of the house. My yellow Raleigh bicycle is propped up on the garage door, and I kick the stand and pedal out of my driveway, and towards Montgomery High. It is the first day of my Junior year and I am already wanting summer. I hate Montgomery high school with a passion. It is filled with a bunch of jocks, preps, and goths. Yep your typical high school. But my social status doesn't fit into any of those categories. Brenda, Ty, and I have our own little "clique". It's called the nobody's. We stay out of everyone elses way and they stay out of ours. Simple as that.
"Vannah!" Ty yells as he pedals up next to me on his rusty old mountain bike.
"Hey Ty." I flash him a smile and he starts to talk about some new video game that he just pre-ordered. Soon we are pulling into the front entrance of MHS. It looked more like a Univerity than a High School. I let out a sigh as I lock my bike onto the schools' bike rack.
"What's up with you?" Ty asked, locking up his bike as well.
"Nothing..." I trail off. Suddenly, I hear screams. Not just a couple screams, but like a thousand screams.
"What the heck?" Ty asks, squinting to where the screams were coming from. There was a hummer limo parked right in front of the front doors, and tons of girls were gathered around and jumping towards it. Now I was confused as well.
"OH MY GOD!" Brenda ran up to us and was looking excitedly at the big limo.
"What's that all about?" I asked her puzzled.
"It's JUSTIN BIEBER! He is attending school here at Montgomery for the year!" She shouted at a deafening volume. Brenda was in love with Justin Bieber. It was actually kind of creepy, due to the fact that almost everything she owned had some form of Justin's face on it.
"Wait what?" Ty asked, still confused. Brenda ignored him and quickly bounced up and down trying to get a better view from the bike rack. That's when I saw him.