Its a hate love thing

Chapter one

This is how class was everyday. The professor would ignore everything going on while the students doodled on desks and gossiped to their friends about the latest news on who was dating who, and who was going to some big party friday night. Kids in the back with their arms folded across their chest and heads slumped back against the wall. I sighed in relief as we were dismissed from the classroom i collected all my things and shuffled out of that dreaded class as quickly as possible. As i walked out of the school i was hit with a strong wind i looked up and blocked my eyes with the backs of my hands. The sky was grey and it was beginning to pour. Great. What a wonderful day to decide to walk. I pulled up my jackets hood and tucked my books tightly under my arm. For a while the wind was calm which made it easy to walk considering the wind and rain was blowing directly into my face. The next wind that blew my way was strong enough to blow the hood right off my head exposing my face to the rain which began to pelt my face. I let out a frustrated sigh and held my books over my head and I began to jog. As clumsy as i am i should've known that this was a BIG mistake. The grips on the bottoms of my shoes were worn out. This combination with the ground being very slick due to rain was a bad combination. My foot slid across the ground sending me across the sidewalk. I cringed as the pain took over me i had scrapes on the bottoms of both of my hands and one big scrape down my leg that was beginning to bleed and stain my jeans. Once i stood up i gathered my books which had flew around me sprawled out due to me falling. I started to walk but I had a small limp and i winced as the pain moved through my leg as i stepped down. I heard the familiar growl of a motorcycle  engine. I glanced up through my lashes squinting to see through the rain. Oh my god...oh my god...I'm going to die The motorcycle stopped right next to me but the man's face was hidden underneath a helmet. He must be some kind of gang leader. I was frozen right where i stood not knowing what to do as the man lifted his hands to his helmet slowly removing it from his head.
He ran his fingers through his hair pushing it back and turned towards me. Im jaebum. Even worse than a gang member. Somehow he's the most feared guy in the entire building but yet all the ladies seem to love him. The fear part i could see the boy practically had danger written across his forehead. I never exactly found him attractive or saw what all the other girls would squeal about in the locker rooms but looking at him now he was quite handsome.
" you need a ride"? Not handsome enough to make me say yes. 
"No. that's fine i'm perfectly capable thanks though." I began walking again and quickly heard his engine die down.
"Look if you're walking i'm walking. You're obviously in pain and i know you don't want to be around me so why don't you just get on the bike and we can just get this over with. Ok?" Lightning struck across the sky and thunder boomed, the sky turning a even darker color than before. I sqeeked and jumped towards jaebum completely involuntary. I hated thunderstorms in fact i couldn't stand them.  The night i was informed my dad wouldn't be coming home from the war there was a thunderstorm and i'd spent the night locked up in my room and didn't come out for another week.  No one came to comfort me, no one came to hold me. Dad never came to comfort me. Dad never came to hold me.
" Here...it looks like you could use this." I nodded as jaebum shoved his helmet towards me.
"T-thanks but what about you don't you need it?" He let out a soft chuckle.
" I think my hair spray will hold sweetie" I rolled my eyes at his remark and he gave a wide smile. Only making him look even more attractive.
"Laugh a little will you. Come on hop on"
Finally coming to stop in front of my house. I Pulled off his helmet handing it back to him. I lingered for a second not knowing what to do i moved my eyes around my neighborhood. His eyes stuck to the sidewalk. 
" Uhm listen, if you ever need anything, a ride i mean." He adverted his eyes up to meet mine "Just say so, alright?"
"yeah...Thanks for the ride" I hoped i wouldn't be in so much of a desperate situation again. I stood there a while more while he pulled the helmet back over his head and swung a leg over the motorcycle starting the engine.
"See you at school I guess then? " i opened my mouth to reply but before i could my sister mikayla's voice interrupted me from inside. 
"Whos that?" She said louder then she should have. I watched as jaebum rode down the rain slicked streets.
" It no one dont worry about it" i replied to her quite emptily. Walking into the house i started ringing my hair which had become drenched in the rain from standing outside so long. After saying hello to my mom who was sitting at the kitchen table I grabbed a bandage for my knee and hands from above the stove.
" Mommy,  Freya came home with a boy." I groaned. Here we go.
Looking up from the gooey romance drama she was reading my mom removed her glasses.
" you came home with a boy? Who was it?"
"Yes it wasnt like that...it was raining-i fell-and my ride was canceled--i was desperate." I glared at my younger sister as i explained the situation to my mom.
"Oh, Okay--i'd like to meet this boy next time it happens." My mom just smiles and turned back to devour the novel she was reading. My mom was a hopeless romantic. Even so she went crazy whenever i had a guy over to the house which is the main reason i never bought any friends to the house.
"Dont worry it was a one time thing. Won't be happening again. Trust me" My sister let out a disappointed noise.
"He looked so cute though"
"Well now i really want to see him, what's his name" my mom whined setting her book on the table.
I smiled softly at my mom's reactions " Im jaebum..."
"Wow how cute!" She squealed like the girls in my classes.
" i bet you he has tattoos" mikayla said quite matter of factly. I rolled my eyes at the both of them and chuckled walking upstairs to start my homework.