He Started It by Hitting on Me

Weakness

Haha. Pie in the face Jonghyun. Ahaha. Serves you right for being a player. Everyone laughed. Most girls went to his side and gave me death glares. Oh please. As if you flat-chested freaks can do anything to me. They're scared after what I had done to Jonghyun. Before I even met Jonghyun, the girls would stay away from me as far as possible because of my constant insults about them.
They're ing scared of me. And I love it.
I smirk at Jonghyun's almost clean out of pie face. "Does the pie taste good to you?" I asked.
He didn't give me a glare- all the other girls did that job. I rolled my eyes at them. Stop looking at me, freaks.
Pleased with what I did, I walk out in the hallway Hea Won trailing behind me.
"Mi Young!!! Why??" Hew Won asked.
"Don't ask such a stupid question- I had to get him back for the paint I had to freaking wash off. He deserves getting a pie in his face," I scoffed.
She shook her head. "Things are going to get really bad again..." she sighed.
I smirked. "That's okay. That way I can think of more revenge to get back at him," I told her.
She stared at me for a long time. I was getting really tired of it. "What?" I asked.
She hesitated to answer until-
"Do you think about Jonghyun all the time?"
I furrow my eyes. "No. I think about studying when I study, thinking about eating when I'm eating, sleeping when I'm sleeping and showering when I'm showering," I answered.
She rolled her eyes. "No, I meant when you're not doing any of those things- do you think about him daily?"
Come to think of it, I always do wonder what kind of scheme Jonghyun pulled up or what should I do to get him back. I never thought I actually thought about Jonghyun almost everyday. What the hell is wrong with me?!
Even though I knew the answer I look back at Hea Won and shake my head at her. "Nah."
Yes, I lied to my best friend, but that best friend also has a big mouth and also, there's people wanting to hear certain things around these halls so I should just keep my mouth shut.
We went into the next class and started our boring lives from there. Sigh... so boring. After classes and classes of ty work, I grudgingly go outside at the front of the school, dragging my backpack with me. Hea Won told me to wait...again.
Aish when will girl ever learn that I can go home without best friend supervision? That's what she calls it. I call it hell supervision.
Well, because it's... hell with her some if the time.
I wait for her by the exit of the school, a big fence in between me and freedom. off, fence.
I wait there, tracing my fingertips on the fence. It is so boring... so boring.
"What are you doing here, ?"
Oh. It's Pie-in-the-face Jonghyun.
"Oh. It's Pie-in-the-face Jonghyun. What up, bastard?" I asked, being casual.
"Nice revenge back there," he complimented.
"Why, thank you- it just came to mind," I replied formally back.
He raised an eyebrow. "You are so weird..."
"If I wasn't weird, I wouldn't be Park Mi Young now would I?"
He didn't answer. He sighed. "Guess not," he agreed.
I nodded. "Well, I already got back at you so you probably will get back at me so I'm just gonna leave and let you do your planning," I say, leaving him by the fence.
I turned around and started walking home.
"Where are you going?"
Jonghyun suddenly grabbed me and pinned me against the wall. I stared at him in surprise. Did he just do that to me? Me? Me??
Babo- no one touches me. Especially scumbags like you.
He smirked at me. "Where are you going, my little ?" he asked sweetly.
I glare at him. "Home," I answer coldly.
He shook his head. "No you are not. You're staying here... with me while I get the best out of you," he chuckled, moving in to do something to me.
I widened my eyes. "NO!" I yelled. I punched him in the face and ran away from him. "Don't ever do that to me!" I yelled as I ran for it.
I absolutely, hate guys touching me. But most importantly, I hate guys going in after me to do something I won't like. I hate it so much, it makes me look like I'm scared. ing douchebags.
JONGHYUN'S POV:
Huh. That girl freaking punched me and ran away. For once, I'm not pissed at what she did to me. I'm pissed about the pie thing but not about the punching. I'm surprised, actually. She ran away. From me. She wouldn't do that. But she did.
Which is so weird to me. That same girl who humiliated me several times and who turned me down actually ran away from me with such a scared look on her face. That same girl.
Why was she so scared? Obviously no one had touched her or dared to because she was one scary .
...
...and maybe that's why she was scared. Because no one has touched her or maybe something else. Something more.
I smirk at myself. "Could it be that I found her weakness?" I asked devilishly.
I just may be right.