Enemies, to Lovers, to Enemies again? [part 1]

chapter 4

Jimin's POV

This weeks we have these tryouts for soccer. I love soccer with all my life, so I really want to get into the soccer team. They also have this camp thingy next week, and they go to this restort. And apparently, you can choose who  you room with! 

Ok, I'm on the field. How did I never know that Minjeong was on the original soccer team? I'm only concentrating on running. I see the ball. I snatch it off them (with my feet, of course). And then that's all I remember. GOAL! And then I got in the team. With Minjeong.

Obviously, we were both overjoyed that we both got in. You should have seen us. We were squealing and shrieking. The whole entire school was staring at us as we yelled. 

I always thought that the school never liked me being Minjeong's friend. It's the way that they stare at me. At least one of the boys thought I was cute. But the thing it, I didn't like him. I didn't like anyone here. His name was Lee Heeseung. He was sort of cute, just not my type.

Minjeong and me are become closer and closer by the day. I still get tingles seeing her from time to time. It's just not as much as before. Minjeong also ditched her other friends, who keep on following her and crying.

The soccer camp is getting really close now. I'm so excited that I already packed my bag. This time I actually packed it neatly. I don't think anyone has ever done that before. Me and Minjeong have already decided to be roomies. Oh, I can't wait!

Minjeong's POV

Today is the day. Of the soccer camp. I'm so so so so so so so excited. I mean me and Jimin get to to share a room. To whoever let us pick the rooms, you are a god. 

I woke up at like 4am in the morning just to get ready for this. I spent so much time fiddling with my hair and makeup, I honestly don't know why. I threw some clothes for 4 days and 3 nights in my bag and ran out of the door.

Now, the bus stood in front everyone. I was so ready to go. I felt a wave of sleep. I needed to sleep. Karma for sleeping for 4 hours. Why the fuck was I this tired though? 

We filed into the bus, taking random seats. Me and Jimin were sitting together, obviously. She sat at the window, and I sat on the aisle. 

"So, you excited for your first soccer camp?" I asked, putting my bag on the floor.

"Yeah, what do you even do their?" she said, reaching over to put her seatbelt on. Why was she wearing a crop top? And why was that seriously distracting me?

"We just relax and play random soccer matches," I said, rubbing my hands together. How was she not cold without a jacket, and I was?

"You cold?" she smirked.

"Yeah." She took my hand. Now you're not cold. My insides turned to mush. "I-Thanks." I didn't think too much of it after that, just that Jimin was holding my hands.

Jimin's POV

OH MY GOSH I HELD HER HAND. Why am I acting like that? I literally just held her hand. As friends, right?