Infinite's Girl (A FanFic)

Chapter 8: What I Feared Would Happen

I follow Myungsoo as we enter our classroom. As I do so, almost all the girls stop what they are doing and turn to me. Ah, crap. Not again. Myungsoo doesn't seem to mind, as he walks to his seat without giving the girls a second look. I nervously shuffle to my seat. I pluck my phone out from my pocket and text Kathy: Hey. You in school? Almost immediately after I send it, my phone beeps. Hey, Laurie! Yeah! Hey. Did you check the social networks? You're everywhere! Me? I'm everywhere? This does not sound good. I frantically reply: Me? Why me? I send it and wait. The reply came a little later than usual, and I see that Kathy has sent a picture along with her text. I quickly open the picture. The picture opens and shows a grainy and blurry picture, but the subjects of the picture are still recognizable. The picture shows us. Us. Like, the seven Infinite members and me. It was apparently taken when we had just got off the boys'  van. "Crap. Crap. Crap. No no no no no..." I mutter. This is exactly what I feared would happen. Myungsoo must have heard me, as he turns around and leans towards me to get a better look on my phone. I look at him, waiting for him to give me a suggestion or advice. He takes a long look at the picture on my phone then shrugs his shoulders. I'm facing a crisis, and he shrugs his shoulders. What sin have I done to deserve this? I tug on his sleeve, and he looks at me. "What should I do?" I whisper loudly. He shrugs his shoulders again. "Go with the flow." he nonchalantly says. Right. I should go with the flow... How the hell am I supposed to go with the flow?!? "Oh, gee thanks for the tip." I sarcastically say. Myungsoo gives a smirk then turns to the front, "Happy to help." Happy to help? HAPPY TO HELP??!?? I bury my face into my arms on the table. Maybe if I stay this way all this will just go away. Oh, who am I kidding? I'm going to be all over the internet for the next 2 months! "You know, just say the word, and we could easily clean this up," I hear a voice say. I look up and turn to the source of the voice. Myungsoo is looking at me with a small grin. "You can?" I said, a bit too eagerly. Myungsoo nods. I put my hands together in a praying position, "Oh, please do!" Myungsoo gives a small chuckle and turns back to the front. "We have an interview on Thursday, so we can clean up your mess by then." My mess? Whose idea was it to let me ride on their van in the first place? I scoff, "Excuse me? My mess." Myungsoo turns to me with an amused glint in his eyes. "Yeah. You should have been more careful, since you knew you were coming off the van with us." I am left speechless. He's right. I should've been more careful. I knew that I'm with one of the most famous boy bands in Korea. I should've worn a cap or something to conceal myself, or better yet, I should've just taken the public transport or something. I lean back on my seat and give a long sigh. I mutter to Myungsoo without turning to him, "Please clean this rumor up." I hear a light chuckle. "Whatever you say, Your Highness." I roll my eyes as the professor enters the classroom.

This is exactly what I feared will happen.