Justin Bieber Should Die

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Justin Bieber sucks. So Ruffled Tulip and QuizGirl912 made this story to show how much our hatred spreads!!!!!

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Chapter 1

Stupid Canadians

If Sunny and I lived to be a hundred, we would never have guessed such an experience would become a part of our lives.
We walked into school together like we had for years. Only this time, when our teacher walked in, she was smiling.
She NEVER smiles.
"Rose," Sunny whispered, "I'm scared. Why is she smiling?"
"I don't know...," I whispered back. "I'm scared, too."
"Rose, Sunny! Is there something you would like to share with the class?" The teacher asked.
"No, Mrs. Rivers," We replied together.
"Well, then. Today we have a new student, and his name is Justin. And I want you ALL to be kind to him. I'm SURE that the girls will have no trouble whatsoever."
All of the girls rolled there eyes. At least, until Justin came in. And then, it wasn't eye-rolling. It was screaming, "Ohmigosh! I LOVE YOU!" and, "It's him, it's REALLY HIM!" Because Justin Bieber was our new classmate.
Of course, Sunny and I weren't QUITE as amused. We sat there gagging and eye-rolling. The guys in the room saw us and started cracking up. But Mrs. Rivers was giving us a stern look.
"Why aren't you girls up here screaming for Justin?" She asked. "I assumed that he was famous and loved by every girl here."
"Well, maybe you shouldn't assume everyone has the same opinions," I retorted. "We, in particular, do not quite think him as impressive as he may seem."
Mrs. Rivers was angry. She liked Justin Bieber, too, strangely enough. And sadly, now that he was our classmate, she could punish us for not liking him. She placed the demerits on my desk. One was for talking back to a teacher. The other for making fun of a student. Of course, Sunny only got one. She hadn't talked back. I didn't see what was wrong with not liking someone famous, and pointing out to a teacher that she was wrong.
And so, as we boarded the bus home, I was angry. My parents would kill me even if I explained the situation. The bus started moving.
"WAIT!!!!!" I heard someone scream. Sounded like another kinder-garden girl had missed the bus again.
Nope. Justin Bieber. In our class, on our bus. What are the odds? He walked into the bus and said, "Thanks."
He sat across the aisle from Sunny and I. "Hey," He winked at us. We rolled our eyes and ignored him.
After a few stops, he got off, thank God! As soon as he was off, Sunny whispered, "He's so full of himself! He thinks anyone who sees him just melts from his girlish charm. Stupid Canadians!"
"Yeah," I whispered back. "Stupid Canadians."

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