It's the first day of school, and as always' I'm going to be late. You'll think me being a junior in high school, I should have my life together. But sadly I don't. My high ponytail sways behind me as I quickly do my makeup. It's simple. Since my skin is super clear (for once) I swipe my mascara wand against my already long eyelashes to make them darker and thicker. I sweep a brush over my cheeks as the blush made my skin red. Next was some red lipstick.
I get up and looked over at my mirror, as I flattened out the abdomen part of my purple and pink plaid dress trying to smooth it out. My arms caught my attention in the mirror. They gotten bigger. My stomach churns at my own sight. I move myself to the side, so I can see the little pudge of my stomach. My full figure body works well with this dress but I still can't miss my flaw. Extra skin.
I snap out of my head when I hear the loud rumble of a motorcycle. I quickly grab my white cardigan as I grab my book sack. I rushed down the stairs my dress flowing around my legs.
"Bye mamma! Bye papà!" I call as I open the door. The door closes behind me, as I stop in my tracks as the loud bike pulls up to my house. The Harley rumbles as the rider parks the bike. As he removes the dark goggles as big brown doe eyes land on me. He smiles showing off his pearly whites and a small dimple in his left cheek. My skin becomes warm and my stomach gets all fuzzy.
It's no secret that I have crush on Jeon Jungkook. He knows it but still picks me up. And to make things more complicated, he's my best friend. As always, the Korean teenage boy has his hair slicked back as a curly piece of hair falls on his forehead. A white shirt hugs his muscular body showing off the imprint of his large muscles. To make things more frustrating from seeing his arms a black leather jacket covers his arms. On the back has a giant 'T' on the back along with the word 'Birds' with an image of a bird next to the lettering.
Jungkook is the leader of the schools gang called the T-Birds along with the Pink Ladies. Jungkook's twin sister, Justina, is the leader of the Pink Ladies. His jeans hug him perfectly and his black Chuck Taylors are still intact. I get out of my daze, when he calls to me.
"You coming or what, gongju." He smiles as he holds out my helmet.
I roll my eyes playfully, as I took the few steps of our porch as I make my way to him. I grab the helmet and carefully put it over my ponytail.
"Jungkook, no horsing around! We have to hurry or we're going to be late." I say, clicking the strap under my chin as I climb onto the loud bike.
He looks back at me with a smirk on his face. I ignore the flutter of my heart at the simple smile.
"Don't worry, yeobo. I'll make sure you're there before the first bell." He declares revving the cycle sending me a flirtatious wink before he puts back on his goggles.
I roll my eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist and squeezed him, "Go." I pushed.
He chuckles making his abdomen vibrate. He kicks the clutch and starts to move down the road and headed towards Rydell High. The wind blows through and around us, as he speeds down the highway. I should be wearing a Pink Ladies jacket. But I don't. It's not for me. I don't fit the type.
My brother, Louis DiMucci, was a T-Bird 3 years ago. He always told me I'll be part of the Pink Ladies but it's not going to happen. The Pink Ladies contain powerful and fearful women. I am not one of those women. I stay to myself and speak up only when it's necessary.
The large school building comes to view as Jungkook drives down the last road to enter the schools parking lot. He pulls into his assigned motorcycle parking spot. He parks and turns off the bike and kicks out the stand. He carefully removes his goggles, as I quickly take off my helmet and got off. I place my helmet on the hook that was built onto the Harley.
I smooth out my dress once again, as I can feel Jungkook's eyes on me. I look up and sure enough he was looking at me. His eyes roam me up and down admiring me. Butterflies erupted in my stomach at his gaze. I clear my throat and his eyes fixed onto mine.
He gets off of his bike and takes his palms and smoothed out his greasy hair. He leans against his bike as he grabs ahold of my cardigan pulling me closer to him. I gasp as I bump into him my cheeks turning a shade of pink at the impact. A mischievous smirk forms on his lips as he got some sick satisfaction at my reaction.
Ever since he found out about my crush he made it his mission to make me a flustered mess. My amber eyes met his dark chocolate eyes that held a playfulness in this sick game he's playing. But I am not here for it. He doesn't have to like me back but my heart isn't a game to play with.
I move away from him looking down at my Sadie shoes. I couldn't look at his eyes or I'm going to fall all over again. I finally got my feelings under control over the summer. Because, not only was the news embarrassing but it was devastating. A Soc started this crazy rumor and it made Jungkook push me away for the rest of the school year. So, once summer started, I made it my life's mission to control it and have him as my friend again. I couldn't go down that road again. Not this year.
I kicked a rock and mumbled a thank you. He chuckles at my gratitude for the ride to school. I look up at him once again and his arms are crossed over his muscular chest and his eyes on me.
"It's my pleasure. I'll do anything for the princess." He smiles, crossing his left leg over his right leg as he continues to lean against his bike.
My heart thumps a beat too fast at his little nickname for me. I open my mouth to tell him to stop calling me that but the bell rings. I close my mouth and debated if I should give him a kiss bye. It's been our thing for many years, but now since there's feelings involved (especially on my part) I don't know if we should continue that.
I push the thought away as I took a step forward and grabbed Jungkook's T Birds jacket. I pull him down to my level as I leave a kiss on his cheek. I pull back giving him a sweet smile as I quickly wipe away my lipstick stain from his fair skin. I step away giving him a wave and then to his T-Bird members as they make their way towards him.
I make my way into the already crowded hallway as I make my way to my first class. History. Gross. I enter Mrs. Harris' classroom and made myself comfortable in a desk that seats in the middle of the class. I take a notebook out and got ready for the first day of school.
