Jimin's POV:
I have never been a fan of alarms, they hurt my ears when the ring and they bothered me too much. So I just asked my parents to wake me up at 7. After my mother had waken me up gently, I took a shower and changed into dark skinny jeans accompanied with a striped mustard and white sweater, with white tennis shoes.
After checking my schedule for the day I packed my bag with whatever I needed for the day and I didn't forget those study books I had borrowed from the school library.
After having toast and milk for breakfast I left the house and rode a bus to school.
My first classes of the day were Chemistry, Science and History. Classes that regular students would hate going to. But I liked it, it wasn't the best but it was minimally interesting. As I entered the classroom I saw my bully, mint hair and the leather jacket. He saw me and smirked before sitting against the window, at the other side from me. "I hope he doesn't bother me" is what I told myself before picking a seat in the opposite side of the class.
I felt like somehow the relationship between me and him was going to worsen in a way. Maybe I had forgotten my lunch money? I checked my pockets before class started, and found a five dollar bill and coins that added two cents. I put it back in my pocket and class started as I took out my work accessories.
The class was quite nice, the lesson was great and the class was being quiet so I couldn't say there was a bad atmosphere. The only sound in the room, appart from Mr. Heckter's voice, was pencils repeatedly hitting the textbook by the eraser and students who liked scribbling on their paper while the teacher talked.
I checked the time, it's was ten to nine. The teacher had abruptly ended the session there and told us as she grabbed a certain list "Alright, kids, you will be assigned by pair to present a certain topic of fabric. What is it used for? What's its chemical response to certain liquids?...I have the groupes written down here so I'll just tell you who you're with for this project"
Huh, that's quite an interesting presentation. I never knew that kind of presentation would exist. But I guess I'll have to go with someone I've never met before. My mom's really picky about friends, she wants me to have a normal friend and not some gothic weirdo who takes drugs and cuts himself for fun. She wanted me to have friends like Taehyung, and Jungkook.
As I listened to the names being called, I suddenly heard "Eighth team: Min Yoongi and Park Jimin" and I started looking around for who that might be. My bully was smirking at me so it seemed obvious that I had stepped into a death trap. I was stuck with my bully for a presentation. I suppose I'll have to do all the work. I sunk my head into my folded arms and the bell rang as soon as she gave us our subjects. Mine was on acid, I had to do a presentation on acid. All acids? There are quite many, that's probably why we have a month to prepare for this.
I packed up and got up as everybody started leaving, I could see Yoongi approaching me as we left at almost the same speed. I tried to escape but he quickly grabbed me and slammed me to the wall as soon as we had left the classroom. He suddenly stuffed his hand into my back pocket, making me gasp at my butt being pressed on, and grabbed the money I had on me before growling at me as our faces were inches appart "Don't even think about giving me something for the project, I'll break your neck" I nodded, my heart sprinting at a hundred beats per second, and he let go of me before walking away.
I sighed of relief as I stood off the lockers and Taehyung ran up to me before asking me "Hey, is Yoongi giving you a hard time?" I reassured him with "It's nothing, he's just my project partner" and he nodded before walking me to our next class we had together.
Jungkook's POV:
As I was riding the bus home, scrolling on my phone to pass time, I got a text from Taehyung:
TaeTae 🐯: Hey, wanna hang out?
Kookie 🐰: Sure! Come to my house at 7?
TaeTae 🐯: Great! I'll bring snacks
Kookie 🐰: And beer ;)I wanted to get drunk, tonight. It didn't matter that tomorrow was a school day, I wanted to drink hard and have fun. Especially with Taehyung, playing Overwatch while eating chips and drinking beer.
I got off the bus and got in the elevator before going up to the fifth floor, where my apartment was. I exited the elevator and went to my front door to find Taehyung with his hands occupied with a pack of beer and bags of chips.
I cheered as I helped him out and squealed out as we both entered my place "Let's get fucking wasted!!!" Taehyung told me as he set the beer on the counter "I can't drink that much, I'll have to get home" and I replied as I poured the bag of roasted chicken chips into a bowl "Then, watch me get drunk" He laughed and prepared a beer for each of us while I prepared the rest of the bags of chips.
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I'm Straight | JIKOOK vs YOONMIN
Fanfic"If something happens to us, will we still be best friends?" "Of course" "You promise?" "I pinky promise" A loner, a catholic and the boundaries keeping these two apart. Could it be Yoongi's fault?