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"Brooke this is the fifth time you've called, is everything okay?" My father asked through the phone.

"I-I need to get in contact with Rae sir." She said over and over again.

She's been calling since the morning, trying to talk to me, but I refused to take calls from anyone. She was there, and so was Hoseok. I couldn't believe it.

"Sir, I'm coming over." She insisted, hanging up the phone.

"I-um okay.." He narrowed his eyes as the line cut off.

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"Good morning Brooke, how a—

"Good, good." She quickly addressed him, running up the staircase.

I heard her voice from downstairs, followed by footsteps coming towards my room. I jolted to the door, trying to push it closed, just as she opened it.

"Let me in." She spoke between her teeth, while her focus was on trying to break the door open.

I was stronger than Brooke was, but she did have an advantage on me. Her ability to kick through anything. This girl played soccer since she was five.

She stood back, and harshly kicked at the door, sending me to the floor. Plan b, jump out the window. I ran over to the ledge, but was pulled back by my arms.

"Let go of me you psychopath." I screamed as she tried to pin me down.

"Just shut up and listen to me!" She said before squealing as I pinched her.

"You're a traitor." I yelled, while tackling her on the floor.

"I'm—

"Everything okay ladies?" My father walked by my room, curious as to what all the yelling was about.

"Y-Yeah w—

"We're fine." Brooke panted as she moved the bits of hair out of her face.

"I was just teaching her a new move I learned in karate class. Want me to show you again?" I threatened.

"If you do, I'll kill you." She muttered through her teeth.

"Alright, well you girls have fun." He put his thumbs up as he walked back down the stairs. I waited till he was gone, then glared at Brooke.

"I could've ratted you out." I crossed my arms.

"Rae!" She grabbed my shoulders. "I wasn't apart of his plan!"

"You should've seen me slap the shit out of Jimin after you left!" She continued to explain.

"B-but then why were you there with Hoseok?" I asked, moving a strand of hair from my face.

"Jungkook asked us all to meet up there. We thought it was just a high school reunion or something.."

"We still have five months left..." I narrowed my eyes.

"Yeah, I know." Brooke sighed. "I truly didn't know what he had planned. I'm so sorry for encouraging you to be with Jimin."

She reached over to hug me. I gave in, hugging her back. We moved back, and looked at the mess we made in my room.

"You're cleaning it up." I shoved her shoulder, before running down stairs.

"Come back here!" She screamed, following after me.

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"Do you have work today?" My mother asked me at six in the morning.

"No, just school." I muttered as I jabbed my fork in a hard boiled egg.

"You know I hate eggs." I scrunched my nose as I smelt the foul thing.

"Brooke, how do you like your food?" My mother asked her.

"It's great." She tried to speak with food in her mouth.

Brooke stayed over last night. We decided we'd just go to school together, since she has a car and I don't.

"I think we're a little late." I stood up, pushing my plate towards my mom.

"I hate being on time." Brooke groaned as she stood up beside me.

"That's too bad." I smiled, pulling her along.

It was still dark outside, since it was clearly very early in the morning. The only thing motivating me to go to school is the fact that it's ending soon. We're seniors, so we'll be done forever.

"Your car smells so good, what'd you spray?" I asked searching through her compartment. I pulled out a bottle labeled Poison by Christian Dior.

"Where'd you get this from?" I laughed. "This is something your grandma would wear."

"Who do you think I stole it from." She raised her brows, laughing after I did.

"Just start the car already." I chuckled.

Brooke was a decent driver. She usually loved to show off in the summer time, letting the roof down of her convertible. It was night time though, so she had no one to show off to.

Sadly, we pulled into the schools parking lot. The whole building was glowing compared to the night sky.

"Welcome to hell." She groaned while parking her car.

"I've been here plenty of times." I laughed, slinging my bag over my shoulder.

We silently walked up the sidewalk and to the front doors. She suddenly looked at me, as if she had something to say.

"Do you have any classes with, you know.." She tried to hint out.

"Yeah." I muttered. "We have chemistry class together, but get this, Jungkook's there too." I smiled in defeat.

She covered her mouth. "Oh shit."

"That's what I always say to myself." I shrugged my shoulders as we walked through the halls. It wasn't too crowded. I was guessing it was due to our late appearance. The bell hasn't rung yet, but I'm sure it would in a minute or so.

"Alright boo." She grabbed my shoulders as we stood at my classroom door. "If anyone bothers you, beat them up."

"Thanks." I tried to smile as she walked away.

I walked into the loud classroom, trying to navigate towards my seat. Wasn't it just pure coincidence that I sit in between Jungkook and Jimin. Neither of them were here yet, but I still felt sick to my stomach.

"Rae." A girl behind me whispered.

I looked over my shoulder, barely able to see her face from her sprayed curls.

"I'm sorry about what happened last night. Jungkook's a dickhead."

"Don't worry about it." I shrugged my shoulders, looking back at my desk.

I laid my head down, taking the couple minutes before class started, to take a nap. It started off well, until I heard the chair next to me drag onto the floor. I couldn't tell if it was Jungkook's seat or Jimin's.

"Alright class, hows everyone doing today?" Mrs Wells began her lecture.

Only a couple people mumbled "Good."

I slowly lifted my head from my desk, knowing if I didn't, she'd call me out for it later. I quickly glanced beside me, and saw Jimin with his head down. His collection of tattoos gave it away.

"It's been a long time since we've seen each other. I think maybe four days." She tried to remember. "But anyways, we left off with converting atoms to moles."

"We—

She suddenly stopped as Jungkook walked in, about six minutes late to the lecture. He casually moved past the rows, pulling back his chair.

"We have only one test left, and that is the final exam. So what that means, is we'll be using our time in class to help prepare. I'm going to put you into study groups, and have you complete some assignments."

She searched at her desk, grabbing a stack of papers to pass out to the class. The papers circulated to our row, but stopped at Jimin's side.

I carefully reached over him, grabbing the stack, but leaving one. I took one for myself, and slid the papers to Jungkook.

"Alright, I'm going to number you off from one to five."

She started counting students off, repeating the numbers one through five. Her finger landed on me, and a four escaped her lips.

Shit, I forgot to pay attention to who else got a four. It couldn't be Jungkook or Jimin since they were directly next to me.

She slammed her papers on her knees as she saw him sleeping. "Jimin wake up!" She screamed.

He slowly lifted his head, stretching his arms out as he opened his eyes.

"You're a two." She quickly remarked.

"The hell did you just call me?" Jimin narrowed his eyes.

The class was completely silent. We knew she didn't take students like him on a good note. She raised her brows and faced him.

"I'm sorry?" She said as if she didn't hear him.

"Why the hell are you apologizing?" He asked, actually confused.

Giggles erupted in the classroom. They loved it when Jimin would piss of the teacher. It only wasted more and more time.

"You know what Mr Park, I'm going to have to ask you to leave my classroom." She pointed to the door.

Jimin bit down on his lip as he tried to hide his grin. He stood up, grabbing his pack of cigarettes.

"Don't come back begging for a makeup exam. I won't let you take one." She harshly spat as he walked to the door.

""It's okay if you don't like me Mrs. Wells." Jimin shrugged his shoulders. "Not everyone has good taste in dicks."

The classroom went hysterical, screaming and cackling at the top of their lungs. My mouth was hung open, shocked of the words that just came out of his mouth.

"Oh shit!" The boys in the back yelled, clearly enjoying this as they stared at the teachers blank face.

Jimin rushed out the door, knowing if he stayed for too long, the principal would find him. He could still hear the chaos in her classroom as he held his keys in his hand.

Meanwhile in the classroom, everyone was still shocked as to what just happened. We can always count on Jimin to make class interesting.

"Silence!" She yelled, causing everyone to freeze.

"I will not take this nonsense behavior in my classroom. Get in your groups, and do your work!" She yelled, clearly not in any mood.

I looked around the room, muttering the number four to anyone I saw.

"Are you a four?" A guy asked me.

"Yeah." I smiled, following him to his seat.

"I'm Taehyung by the way." He shook my hand.

"I'm R-

"Rae? Everyone knows you." He laughed.

I didn't know what to make of his comment. What did he mean when he said everyone knows you...

"So.." I chuckled, holding the thick packet up. "You ready?"

"Sure." He smiled.

We flipped to the first page and began working together on the first problem. This guy was a pure genius. He knew every answer.

"Are you friends with him?" He suddenly asked, still writing on the packet.

"Who, Jimin?"

He nodded, focused on boxing his answer in.

"I wouldn't say friends. We work together and we're neighbors, so I know him so well." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Ah, never mind." He shook his head, softly laughing.

"What?" I raised my brow.

"I thought you two were friends with benefits. Everyone seems to think that way." He admitted,

"Well everyone's wrong. I've never had sex with him, let alone anyone." I proudly stated.

"I don't believe that for one second." He muttered.

"Why not?" I crossed my arms.

"Because you're one of them. I see you hang out with Brooke and her boyfriend. You also know Jimin and his friends, so you must be like them in some way."

"Just because I'm friends with Brooke, doesn't mean I have to do everything she does. If she's slept with a lot of guys in her past, that's her choice, not mine."

"Sorry for assuming that." He apologized. "I guess we don't always paint the perfect picture."

"I guess not." I mumbled.

"Alright class, we'll pick up next time. I want section one completed by Friday. Class is dismissed." She ended the lecture, moving back to her desk.

I picked up my things and Taehyung did too.

"It was nice meeting you, partner." I joked, extending my hand.

He shook my hand, giving me a small smile. "You too."

I rushed out to the halls as I heard the bell ring. I needed to find Brooke before she'd walk into her next class.

"Brooke!" I yelled from across the hall as I saw her brown hair.

She looked over her shoulder, and waved as she saw me. I waited by my locker until she finally stood in front of me.

"How was it?" She asked, enticed to know.

"There's a lot to tell." I looked down at the floor, sighing with a laugh.

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