she's very pretty (jenlisa)

chapter 3

*the next day*
jennie entered the yg building with a cup of coffee, and a slight will to live. she sat down at a seat in the lounge, scrolling through instagram, zooming in on pictures of pretty celebrities with untouchable beauty, wishing she had some of her own.
*just for reference, this is what jennie was wearing, just picture her much younger*

the building was quiet, and a lot of the lights were still turned off as jennie waited for someone she knew.
a loud noise came from the main door, catching jennie's attention. lisa and rosè have noisily entered, laughing their heads off, tugging at each other to stop.
"what's so funny?" jennie asks, hoping for an answer from lisa.
"oh, nothing." rosè answers for lisa, who looks away.
ugh. rude much?
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the building is now alive with hundreds of girls fluttering to classes and rehearsals. lisa quickly runs up to an elevator, frantically pressing the down button, in hopes to not be late for rehearsal again. the blonde sighs in relief as she hears the elevator move towards her level through the wall.
it stops slowly, and opens just for lisa to find that jennie is leaning back in a corner, anxiously checking her watch.
lisa clears her throat and stiffly steps inside the elevator, fiddling with the hem of her shirt.
"hey." jennie says nervously.
lisa's eyes widen in surprise. "hey, how are you?" the blonde asks the older girl, staring confusedly at her.
"i'm alright, schedule is stressful. you?" the brunette replies nonchalantly, checking her watch again.
aha. nervous tick.
"yeah same." lisa says awkwardly, staring at the dirty floor.
literally since when did elevators take this long?
a loud ding echoes, signalling lisa is at her level.
"see ya." lisa says casually, quickly removing herself from this tense situation.
jennie stares at her in confusion.
"you idiot, we're in the same precinct." the older girl says, stifling a chuckle.
"oh-" lisa says.
"-yeah." she adds an unnecessary amount of time later.

"well, hurry up, we'll get in trouble." jennie says, walking quickly past lisa and giving her a slight pat on the blonde's shoulder as she struts down the corridor.
oh great.
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"okay girls, it's crunch time today. we've got trainee camp tomorrow, and the day after you get back, it's tests for all of you on this routine. let's get started." the teacher says, picking up a clipboard and tapping her pen on it, which echoes through the room.
jennie stares down at her feet, then up at lisa, who's leaning against a wall support, giving everyone a death glare.

*yet again, picture lisa much younger*
"well, the partners you had yesterday seemed to work, so you can all go off with your assigned mentor into the practice rooms. break in an hour."
lisa glances over at jennie, who she finds already staring at her.
the blonde gives lisa a very difficult look, and jennie can't figure out for the life of her what it means.
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"lisa, what did i tell you about the last part? you need to skip that little hand thing you're doing!" jennie exclaims frustratedly at the blonde, who's staring at the brunette with a pissed look on her face.

"well?" jennie asks loudly, as lisa has not moved.
"hey, what's your fucking deal?" lisa asks the older girl casually, bringing her arms to cross them over her chest.

jennie's mouth opens slightly, but nothing comes out.

"huh?" the blonde accuses jennie.
"my deal?" jennie says angrily, standing up to move closer to lisa.

"my deal is that you ignored me this morning!" she exclaims loudly, pointing angrily at the blonde, which only makes the younger girl madder.

"you lead me on! you were being nice to me one day and acted like i was the plague the next day!" lisa exclaims, stepping close enough to jennie for the brunette to feel the anger and hurt radiating off lisa.

"i'm fucking sorry, okay? i have my reasons." jennie says in a hurt voice.
lisa's face softens slightly, barely, but slightly.

"look, jennie, i've known you for like three days and we're screaming at each other. can we not do this? i already know trainee life is rough, i don't need someone to drag me along with their personal problems, so if you wanna be friends, tell me what is so horribly going on for you to treat me like trash."
lisa rants, and jennie can feel her hot breath in her face.

"i-" jennie starts.
lisa grits her teeth.
"look, there's someone here who watches me, lisa."
jennie admits to the younger girl, who's face has now softened considerably.

"they... watch you?" lisa asks, putting her hands in her pockets.

"yes, and they get very jealous when they see me with other people, so that's why i'm nice to you when we're alone, but you ignored me this morning so i decided to be rude back to you." jennie admits stupidly, staring at lisa, who is now nervously twiddling her thumbs.

the practice room is quiet, and you can hear muffled talk of the trainees in the next room.

lisa looks up at jennie.
"who is it?" she asks curiously.
the brunette takes a step back.

"i can't tell you. i have to go." jennie picks up her bag, glancing at someone in the next room through the glass.

lisa follows jennie's gaze to find a girl who quickly turns her head away from lisa.

mystery girl.

"jennie i'm sorry!" lisa calls after the brunette as she walks out.
the older girl looks back, a pained smile on her face.

"i'm sorry too. just don't forget that hand thing, it'll mess up your grades. catch you later." she says, before bolting out the door, leaving lisa with clammy hands, and her own thoughts.

catch you later my ass.

lisa chuckles softly at her own thoughts, before running through the routine on her own.

it's so quiet.

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