𝟖. 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐭.𝟐

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One year ago

The next day at school—like always— Amelia gives me a quick kiss on the cheek and makes her way to my sister. The T-Birds and I get out of the car and leaned against the vehicle as we wait for the bell to ring.

A firm hand is placed on my shoulder, I look over and it's Namjoon. "We're going to shop so we can finish the engine for our project. Mrs. Murdock asks about you, Kook." He says, with a faint smile.

I shrug my shoulder, "I might swing by to say hi to her. But right now I don't want to be in the shop class." I tell him.

He nods and leaves making his way to the shop. Sonny, Richard, and Taehyung follow Namjoon to the shop as they tell me they'll catch me later. I sigh and popped up my jacket collar and made my way to the building. As I walk past my peers all eyes are on me. I didn't think much of it until, Fred Richards clapped me on the back.

"Wow, Jeon. I didn't think you'll pull through of actually do that to her." He smiles.

I stop in my tracks and look at the tall Caucasian boy, "What the hell are you talking about?" I ask, with confusion laced in my voice.

He leans in closer, "For popping DiMucci's cherry." He whispers with a disgusting smirk on his lips.

I pull away from him, "What the fuck are you talking about, Richards?" I demanded.

He pulls his hand away and put his hands up in a surrender, "Woah, now Jeon. I'm just seeing if the rumors are true." He cackles.

My hands ball into fists. How dare he say those things about Amelia?! Me popping her cherry?! Who the fuck would say that shit?!! His laugh becomes irritating so I push him against the metal lockers.

"I don't know who fucking said that shit, but it's not true. And if it were it's no one's business, got it?! So, shut your mouth." I spit at him as I pushed him harder into the lockers and left the scene.

My next move was to find Amelia. I rush through the halls to get to her, her locker. I stop in my tracks when she's surrounded by guys. She's panicking, I can see it in her face. I move my feet and pushed the guys away from her.

"Get the fuck out of here!" I yell at them.

They all put their hands up and moved away from her and went down the hall. I can hear her heavy breathing. I look over at her and she's clutching her chest as she tries to get air into her lungs.

"Hey, hey," I whisper to her as I place my hands gently on her shoulders.

Her panicked eyes look at mine and her shaken body calms down. Tears brim her eyes, "I don't know what just happened. They all came at once asking me questions that made me want to vomit." She cries.

I pull her into a hug as my heart breaks for her. Why would someone start a rumor about Amelia and me? We haven't done anything different since middle school. The bell rings and Amelia flinches in my hold. I hold her tighter.

"You have to get to class. Just stay to yourself and make no eye contact with anybody. I'm going to figure this out okay? Find Justina and she'll keep you safe for the time being." I tell her as I pull away from.

She nods and wipes her eyes. She doesn't even look at me as she walks away to make it to class before the bell rings. I leave the halls and made my way to shop class knowing my friends will be there.

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