How You Love To Hate me

CHAPTER 40

"Use the megaphone, Momo." Is the last word I hear, and it feels like a faded memory. 

Was it Yoojung?

"WAKE THE FUCK UP MOTHERFUCKERS!" I hear someone scream shrilly as Boram pushes me off the bed aggressively, resulting in me falling from the top bunk to the wooden floor. 

And if Momo's megaphone voice hadn't already woken up everyone in a five-mile radius then the 'thump' of me falling onto the floor definitely did.

Yesterday night I had gifted my alpaca plushie to Jin, who seemed more than distressed, and I was pretty sure both he and Jisung had slept beside each other. Momo, on the other hand, seemed perfectly fine, better than normal actually. And as she walks out, holding her megaphone with pride, I see a few glares aimed her way.

Like Momo could give two fucks.

Jisung had his eyes squinted, either at Momo or from the first streaks of sunlight, I couldn't tell.It was barely sunrise, the sky a mix of light shades, pink and orange. I could recall Mr. Lee talking about a morning walk yesterday. 

It didn't take long to change, a large shirt and shorts as it seemed stupid to wear a skirt or dress since we were going on a hike anyways.

The cabin is too cramped with girls getting dressed or adding finishing touches to makeup, that I end up spilling outside, pulling my hair into a ponytail. I look around searching for Jungkook, and that's when I see him, wearing a black top and jeans, hair ruffled and eyes still peeling open.Just as I go to greet him, Jungkook drops to the ground curling himself into a ball and cuddling with the grass until Mr. Jung blows a whistle.
It isn't just Jungkook who looks like that. Practically every boy had walked out looking similar to him, and it made me wonder how long they had stayed awake after Momo's little storytime.

"Everyone get your ass up to the front. Jeon get off the grass!" Mr. Lee shouts from the front.

"I don't know why the fuck you're moody when it was your idea," Jungkook mutters loudly, getting up from the grass to glare at Mr. Lee, and I could already tell one wrong move with Mr. Lee and Jungkook was fucked. Mr. Lee was crankier than normal and Jungkook seemed piss he had to wake up so early. Or maybe he never slept.

"Well, maybe you kids should learn to sleep earlier, instead of wasting time underage drinking." He snaps, walking forwards without a single glance back. Oh. That's why they all looked as if they had the worst fucking headaches and it looked as if Jimin would throw up onto the grass. Taehyung was rocking himself, groaning, Jisung holding his head in his hand, and Baekhyun who was bent over making retching noises.

I guess it was their fault."Fucking idiots." Zoe mumbles, half asleep but still laughing.

Mr. Lee appears to be more than angry, since he takes us on an almost two-hour walk, in the direction of the steepest cliff he could find. The first hour was consistent groaning as if we were the walking dead, Boram, complaining less than five minutes in. Yoojung barely functioning, had walked into a tree before sliding down, wrapping her hands around the trunk and nuzzling her head against it. Mr. Jung had to drag her almost half the trek.

It seemed pretty useless in mines and everyone else's opinions, but towards the second hour when there was mention of food, we had picked up the pace, and even better, Yoojung had stopped walking into trees.