Keep Me Out Of Control // Jenlisa

3: Uncommon Situations

"Class, open your books to page 188, I want you to answer the practice questions on section B. Tomorrow there will be a quiz about the genetics, and I need all of you take good grades. Once I get the grades, I will partner you up with someone who has gotten a low grade on the quiz, and together, you will be lab partners for the rest of the year." The whole class groaned in unison as Miss Tiffany rolled her eyes ignoring her students. Just the thought of working with someone they weren't friends with, scared a lot of people, especially Jennie.

She was sat on the second row, in the middle table, with Joy, Irene, Sana, and Jungkook. They all sat together in the same table or next to each other's desks, to spend more time together during class. Even if Jennie was right in the middle of the classroom, she could still feel a pair of eyes watching her from the back row. Jennie had this urge to turn around and see who it was, but something told her that she already knew the answer to her questions.

"I honestly feel sorry for whoever partner's up with that loser Lisa." Sana commented, getting a laughter from everyone, but Jennie's laughter was forced. The last thing she wants, is to talk about Lisa Manoban. That girl needs to get out of her life, ASAP!

The staring increased and the more it did, the more Jennie wanted to go towards the back row and see what the person would do once she was close to them. The whole lesson, Jungkook had his hand pressed against Jennie's thigh, but she couldn't focus on his flirtatious act, when a creep has been staring at her for the past hour.

"I don't think the person who gets her, will be that miserable. Lisa will probably fuck them into acceptance." Jungkook joked and Irene almost spilled the lemon water she was drinking, from her water bottle that's made of literal gold. Jennie just wanted to grab that bottle and sell it and get all the money to herself, but she would most likely get in big trouble.

Jennie bit the head of her pencil in hesitation. Maybe if I turn, the staring will stop, Jennie thought to herself. Maybe if I turn, the staring will stop, she repeated to herself constantly, trying to gain some confidence into turning back. It was annoying having someone watch over you, when you are trying to focus in class. It was distracting and distasteful, and Jennie wanted it to stop. Or did she?

Finally ready to turn, Jennie put down her pencil and turned her head slightly to pretend she was staring out of the window. As her head slowly turned, she lowered her shoulder, so her chin could rest against it. Her eyes were focused on some random kid's shoes, and when she lifted them, she made eye contact with the one and only Lisa Manoban.

Jennie's eyes widened, as she noticed that Lisa was in the fact the one who had been staring at her the whole time, since all the other students were focused on answering the questions. Jennie's heart started beating faster and she didn't have an answer to that. She swallowed her own spit, unable to move her head away. She inhaled and exhaled, looking deep into Lisa's eyes.

Lisa had her pen down, her arms crossed, pressed against her revealing chest, her tongue sliding around her lips. Lisa was sitting alone, because no one would dare to sit with a loser like her. So she didn't feel like hiding away and steal glances at Jennie . This time she decided to just keep staring, since she was done with her questions.

Lisa watched as Jennie's eyes were shaky and how the girl hasn't blinked in a while. Lisa knew she had Jennie's full attention now. She uncrossed her arms and bent forward onto the table looking at Jennie, with a cheeky smile plastered all over her face. Lisa grabbed one of the spaghetti straps of her blouse, and slid her fingers under the strap, scratching her shoulder. As Lisa scratched her shoulder, the strap kept sliding down her arm, exposing her already exposed cleavage.

Jennie kept staring, her heart pace increasing, as she closed her legs underneath the table, with her hand in between her thighs. Her hand was trembling and Jennie had no idea why.