Justin Bieber Backpack Novels & Stories

Some coins and two and five dollars. “Seven hundred eighty-seven cents!” he said, putting his money back into the plastic bag after taking ten dollars for the bus fare. Vincent hurriedly got up again and then opened his closet, which was disheveled. He took a fairly large backpack and put in the rest of the things he could carry. His laptop had been confiscated, so Vincent could only bring some clothes, socks, and trousers, then a journal, which he kept under the bed, as well as a spare ID card belonging to Horus Tech, which he had not returned.

However the weight was gone from her hands in the next second, as Vincent quickly grabbed the straps from her hands, “Let me do it.” The room was small and clean, but just did not look like a girl’s room at all, except the dilapidated Minnie Mouse plush toy - now in Melainy’s arms. Vincent carried the backpack on his shoulder, the canvas luggage on his right hand, and put out his left hand to reach Melainy’s. Although looked a bit funny, he seemed unperturbed.

Justin gave his orders and handed a small box containing some white powder in it and Greg nodded "Yes sir...it will be done" he nodded with a bow and went his way to give orders to the rest of the crew and Justin stood there as he looked around. He was wearing his usual style, black jeans with a dress shirt and a leather jacket with black converse. His hair was in a neat cut, and he knew he looked as handsome as ever

Jace shook his head, “No, not yet. I came here first. I didn't want to bother her.” “Good, very good. You're not going to tell her about this, okay. We'll figure this out,” “How?” He asked, his tone very skeptical. “I don't know, we will figure it out. In the meantime, what did you do?” “A friend of mine gave me his backpack to hold and the police found drugs in the bag,” “What kind of drugs?” I asked. Silence. “Jace, what did they find in your backpack?” “Coke…” he said quietly.

Jasmine collected the bag and the helper left to tell her colleagues that she had found Justin in Jasmine’s room. “Your bag,” Jasmine said to Justin who was now sitting on her bed, going through the report she had given to him. “It’s for you,” Justin said without looking up. “Huh?” Jasmine muttered and checked what was inside the bag. To her surprise, it was a brand new phone and not just any phone but the latest phone. It was really expensive and this made Jasmine wonder why Justin would spend so much on her. “This phone is really expensive!” Jasmine couldn’t stop herself from exclaiming.

shouted mom from downstairs. I was indeed packing my stuff in my backpack. Jimin was lowkey helping too. "Jimin, can you take the camera from that shelf?" I requested, folding a shirt. "Wow, you like photography?" he asked holding up my camera and checking it. "Sort of. It's been a while, I don't go to places nowadays" I shrugged. "Mm, it's good. You like sceneries huh?" I hummed. It's winter so I've to take winter clothes along. Scarfs and socks too. I stuffed all my clothes inside my backpack accompanied by my gadgets; earbuds, power bank, mobile charger, etc. I looked around my room and double-checked.

Azize nodded and went quiet, but I felt her presence, so she didn't go far. Rose was crying, covering her face with her hands, which allowed me to look around the room for her carefully protected backpack. I found it nearby, open with its contents scattered. I didn't want to look through it without her consent, but something told me it was better not to wait until she woke up from her episode. I slowly began to move towards the backpack. With a heavy heartbeat, I noticed that, in addition to literally a few personal items, there was also a thick leather notebook embossed with the Larch Groove Pack crest and a small pencil drawing that made my whole body tremble.

And of course my leather jacket and light blue converse. I also grab a plain white bikini, a towel, some sunscreen and a pair of black sunglasses with a golden frame in my backpack for the trip to the beach after school. I decide to take a pack of dried seaweed with me as well in case I get hungry later on. I believe that's all I need so I put my light purple and white backpack over my right shoulder before I walk out of my apartment and lock it after me.

Justin glared at him and growled, "This is our first time here. The map is simple. We don't know what's down there. What are you going to do down there? Do you want to die?" "But..." Tim hesitated. "My backpack is very important!" Tim's backpack was indeed very important. There was a compass, a position indicator, a climbing apparatus, military shovels, a first aid kit, and so on. Everything they needed in case of an accident was in his backpack. Losing it was really bad news. Justin frowned and said in a deep voice, "Let's check what we have now." "All right." They checked their things. Anne had daily necessities, and Justin and the other two had guns and other defensive tools. And they als

His backpack lay at his feet like it had been dropped in surrender. Sarah approached first, flashlight beam traveling up long legs, narrow waist, then settling on wide, nervous brown eyes. “Name?” “Jaden Carter,” he answered quietly. “Ma’am.” Lauren circled to his other side, keeping distance. “What’s in the bag, Jaden?” He swallowed. “Just… some stuff. Look, I know how this looks—” Sarah crouched, unzipped the backpack without taking her eyes off him. A moment later she held up a clear plastic baggie containing several smaller packets of white powder. She didn’t need to taste it to know.