BLS ~ Permanent Marker #2 (A Brand New Day)

A month had passed and here I stood in front of my host-family's house in the Stratford, Ontario, Canada, being an exchange student for a year. I took a deep breath and stepped onto the wooden floor of the porch. This house is totally amazing! A luxury wooden house. I convinced myself that I'd be able to adjust quickly.

I knocked the door three times until a boy who looked approximately at the same age with me, or older, I guess, opened the door. He flipped his brown hair that drifted to the left and gave me a strange look, his brown eyes widened in evident surprise. Suddenly, a woman emerged through the door.

"Alyssa Cole?" she asked, pointing a finger at me.

I nodded, tucking some loose strands of my hair behind my ear. "Yep." I replied, popping the 'p'.

"Oh Gosh!" A broad grin spread across her face. She hugged me tightly and then broke apart. "Please come in." She stepped back and lead me entering the house.

I looked back at the boy that's merely standing on the threshold. I stared at him for several moments, ok, he's good-looking. He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at me. "Distant Relative, huh?"

I shook my head and feeling my cheeks burn the tiniest bit with a lush.

"Chaz, what'd you do there? Help her lifting her luggage up to her room." She pointed a finger to Chaz, giving him a pointed look.

Chaz snorted, leaning down to grab my luggage I was holding and then wheel it upstairs to drop off my luggage.

I turned, opening my mouth to respond to her, but she quickly cut across me. "I'm Lee Huston. Mrs. Somers." She stated.

"Well, Mrs. Somers. Thank you for being my host family." I stated in a flattered voice, smiling at her sincerely.

She trotted to hug me. "Consider as your own house." She broke her lips into a small grin. "I have to go for a while now. Chaz will stay with you to give a little tour."

I nodded, feeling a slight burn to my cheeks.

Five minutes afterwards Chaz was there in front of me. I stared at him for a moment. There's something that annoyed me from the first time I saw him. I felt like he was so familiar to me.

"Alyssa Cole, right? I'm.." He broke off for a moment. "Chaz Somers."

"Chaz?"

"Yes, you can just..."

"Wait, no!" I cried, trying to remember something.

Chaz cut off, staring at me in slight surprise for a moment. I looked down at the ground, shaking my head. "Chaz Somers? That sounds familiar." I said, speaking in low voice so only myself could hear. my eyes flickered upwards to stare back into his and i gave a small shake of my head again. My eyes bright as my stomach made an unpleasant swoop. "Aren't you Chaz Somers? Justin's best friend?" I took a deep breath, jabbing a finger over my shoulder. "Justin... Justin Bieber's best friend?"

Chaz opened his mouth to respond, but I quickly cut across him. "Yes you definitely are!"

He shrugged. "Well, that's right."

"Cool." I stated then burst out laughter.

"What's so funny?" Chaz glared at me in confusion.

I shook my head slightly. "Well, nothing. It's just... It's awkward having you, a best friend of the most teenager in the entire goddamn world, the biggest heartthrob that all the girls scream over, teen pop phenomenon, Justin Bieber as my host-fam." I let out a chuckle.

"I guess you're a huge belieber that'd been diagnosed with Bieber Fever, fangirling over him the whole day and would die to go on tour with him, whatsoever."

"Hey!" I yelled. "I... I'm not that addicted!" I shrugged. "I'm just a fan.."

Chaz grinned at me and halted for a moment. "Well, you have to meet him later."

I felt a blush creep up my cheeks then nodded.

Chaz sat on the couch, motioning me to take a seat next to him. For two or three hours we got to know each other better, laughed at some hilarious jokes - he's a total badass. Having a conversation like that with him seemed like we'd known each other for years. And like there's no tomorrow.


***



"Wake up sleepyhead.."

"Ummhhh...." I muttered as someone whispered in my ear. "Later mom.."

"Alyssa, Babe, wake up.." That sound went louder.

"Lat..." I opened my eyes in shock, rolling my eyes and landed them on Chaz's eyes who bored into mine.

I almost forgot the fact that I wasn't in Melbourne anymore but it's Stratford and the fact that I lived in Somers house from now on, not mine. It's hard enough to get used to all of this. It's time to start a brand new day here. I sighed, rubbing my forehead with my fingers.

"Just get up, Babe." Chaz stated in a flattered voice, smiling at me sincerely.

I positioned myself to sit. "Don't call me like that." Shaking my head, I reached over to gently smack him on the arms. "I'm not your babe.."

Chaz crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at me. "Why, Babe?"

"Just... Don't." I shook my head again and feeling my cheeks began to burn and turn a bright red.

Chaz's eyebrows wrinkled in confusion as he stared straight at me. "C'mon Babe, let's take a walk around."

In spite of how annoying I thought he was, I couldn't help but smile a little. "Kay..." I nodded.

"That's my girl." He replied, winking at me and turned to leave my room.

"Chaz! Shut up!"

He turned to look at me. "What?" Chaz asked, his eyebrows still furrowed. "I'll give you a bieber tour. You know, from the steps of the Avon Theatre where he first started singing, the schools he went to, the ice cream parlour he went to after soccer games and the skate park where he learned his moves for his videos, and..."

"Serious??" I asked in disbelief.

Chaz gave me a little smirk. "I'm just a fan.." Chaz exclaimed, putting on a fake high voice to mimic ME.

"Shut up!" I yelled at him, but then burst out laughing. I felt my face burn with embarrassment and my cheeks turned a brilliant shade of red.

"Someone's blushing now.."

"I'm not blushing." I protested.

“Yes, you are. You’re totally blushing.” Chaz replied, smiling even wider, a teasing expression on his face.

I stared down at my feet. "Shut up, Somers."

There was several very long moments of silence. "Aight, meet me downstairs at seven." He pointed a finger at me.

I merely nodded. I knew I had a huge grin on my face, I was clearly extremely excited.


***



"So, where are we?" I glanced around, checking out the place where Chaz and I were.

"You don't have any ideas?" Chaz asked.

I shook my head slightly. "I just know that this is exactly a diner?"

"Yep." He replied, popping the 'p'. "King's Buffet." He entered the diner and motioned me to follow him. We ordered the same foods and there was a pause between us for awhile until finally I began to talk.

"So, what's the relation among this diner and Bieber?"

"Well." Chaz started. "It's the location of Justin's first date."

I gave him an 'are-you-serious?' look, tilting my head in confusion.

"You know, where he spilled spaghetti and meatballs all over himself!" He laughed out loud.

I couldn't help but laughed. Of course I knew exactly what this place was. I knew what happened with Justin and his date. I spent hours at home, dating with my computer, reading bieberfacts and fangirling over Justin the whole nights. Of course I knew we're currently at King's Buffet, 1010 Ontario Street.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Chaz seemed annoyed with my gaze.

I shook my head. "It's-" I cut off for a moment. "Nothing. I just thought if Justin was that bad, how about you? You must be the worst man-date." I giggled, snapping my fingers after finishing my sentences.

"Hey!" Chaz yelled at me. "I'm the best date ever. Every girl wants to take me as their date in the next spring date." He winked.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't try to fool me, Somers."

"I'm not fooling you, Babe." He replied in a raspy voice that sounded so much sexier. "I know you too want to take me as your date." He winked again.

"You wish." I spat bitterly and lowered my face to finish my meal.

"Where are we going anyways?" I asked in the middle of finishing my beverage.

Chaz thought for a moment, clearing his throat. "Stratford Perth YMCA. We're gonna hit the basketball court."

"Sounds fun. But I'm such a lame-ass on that game." I blatantly said through narrowed eyes.

Chaz chuckled. "I'll gladly help you."

"as if you can?"

"I'm better than Ryan and Justin." He replied, looking up to send me a grin. "Maybe." He shrugged.

Chaz and I burst out laughing. I looked into his gorgeous eyes as his looked into my bright brown eyes that were framed by dark lashes. There was an awkward pause until I broke the gaze and looked down.

I brushed a stray strand of dark brown hair out of my eyes, tucking my side-swept bangs behind my ear. My dark brown hair completed my olive skin tone nicely.

Chaz cleared his throat loudly. "You know what?"

"What?" I replied without meeting his look.

"You are beautiful-" Chaz cleared his throat again. "Reminds me of my girlfriend."

As I opened my mouth to speak, I felt my breath catch in my throat and a weird sound erupted from my lips.Without notice, my cheeks began to burn and turn bright red, taking over my face like wildfire. I looked up to meet his gaze.

Chaz grinned stupidly at me. "To be honest, you are prettier than her," He said flirtatiously, grinning at me again.

I let out a chuckle. "You always do this to every girl you meet, don't you?"

"No.." Chaz stated, looking at me in alarm. "Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror?"

I felt my cheeks started blushing. I nodded slightly. "But... Chaz. Your girlfriend will dislike that statement if she's here." I jabbed a finger over my shoulder.

He shot me another of his charming smiles. "She's not even here."

I rolled my eyes. "I know that."

Chaz shook his head, glancing down at his meal. "We're...umh. Kind of doing a fucking long-distance relationship. It's suck!"

I open my mouth in disbelief. I never have a thought like this about him before. I meant, I thought he was a kinda guy that's full of PDA whenever and wherever. I didn't know how to react to that unbelievable statement. It froze my mind for a moment and I could barely think or move. This was so unexpected.


***



Chaz leaned down to grab a basketball and dribbled it. I gazed at him in a so-you-think-you-can-shoot-that-ball-into-the-damn-basketball-ring look. I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes.

"This was one of Justin's most frequented courts in Stratford. He spent hours here working out and playing basketball with Ryan and me." He stated as the ball glided smoothly and went into the ring.

'He's good' I thought.

"Kayley used to join us too." Chaz added, broke his face into a fake smile. I could clearly see it through his eyes.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Kayley?"

He refused to meet my eyes. "She's-" His hands were shaking back and forth in weird moves. "My pretty girlfriend."

"Where is she now?" I asked slowly.

Chaz clasped his hands. "Aussie." He began.

"Wow, that's... my hometown."

Chaz's mouth slowly dropped open and he stared in utter disbelief at me. There was a several moment of silence until he tore his eyes away longingly and let out a groan.

"Um, Chaz? Sorry." I walked towards him in a slight guilty. "I didn't mean to.."

"No problem," Chaz stated, cutting me off.

I sighed then tightening my high ponytail before I let it drop down, swinging back and forth once across my shoulders. Chaz let out a small giggle. His expression slowly changed, he turned his head to send me a gorgeous smile. "Let's just move to another place. Basketball ain't a good idea." He slumped his shoulders.

I nodded, clearly understood why so.

"Forget this goddamn conversation and go on. We have to finish this tour soon so that you can get your surprise."

"Surprise?"

"Oh fuck!" He muttered. "Since I'd told you I have something for you, it's not surprise anymore after all."

I chuckled. "That's okay, Chaz. Let's get outta here."

He furrowed his eyebrows and slung his arm on my shoulder, shooting a cheeky grin at me. "Okay, Babe."

There was a pause.

I gave him a pointed look. "One more 'babe' and I'll kill you, Somers."

He raised his hands as if he'd already given up. "Okay! I won't. It's just so funny to make fun of you." He jabbed a finger over his shoulder and shook his head. "Sorry, Cole."

"That's better," I replied.


(A/N) Sorry for the grammar. I'm not an American, British, nor Australian ._.V