BTS: I Think I Love You

Chapter 3

"Hey, I'm Jin."

I flinch at the sound of his voice. I glance to my left and take in his appearance. He is really handsome with his platinum blonde hair and high cheekbones. Like, celebrity status handsome. They all are really. All I can do is give him a nod before I turn back to my work. I don't wanna seem rude, I always get hurt when I am, but I don't want to talk with them. They'll just end up hurting me in the end. They all do.

"Hey, girl. What's your name?"

I look at the guy who spoke and gulp nervously. It was the tall guy I saw before. He already scares me, so I don't want to get on his bad side.

"I'm Zayla, but every one calls me Z."

They nod their heads as the guy with the bright red hair says, "that's a pretty name."

I nod in thanks and turn back to the front once more. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to reply to that. I have gotten complements before, but they are never actually that meaningful or nice. Its usually guys telling how I gave them good head or am a good lay. Not very flattering compliments to receive.

The bell rings and I start to pack up. I go as slowly as I can so that I can be the last one out of the classroom. I always do this. I like to spend as much time as I can away from the rest of the student body. Besides my house, passing period is the only time I can get away from all of the hate. I swing my backpack over my shoulder and begin walking out of the classroom only to slam into a wall of muscle.

I stumble backwards and catch myself just in time. The back of my leg hits the desk behind me and I hold in my wince of pain. I look up to see the seven guys from before crowding around me. I shrink back slightly as they take a couple of steps closer to me. Are they really going to have their way with me right now? Its not even lunch yet. Then again, it is their first day here. They don't know the rules. They use me for sex at lunch and for blowjobs at break. I've never had to blow someone, let alone seven guys at once, in between classes before.

I am about to get down on my knees when someone grabs hold of my shoulders. What are they doing? I can get onto the ground by myself. I don't need anyone to push me down. I already have enough bruises as it is.

"Aigoo! Are you ok?"

Wait.

What?

Did he just ask me if I was ok? My head whips up to look into the boy's eyes, mine wide in surprise. That's a first. He looks genuinely concerned. I nod my head yes and he lets out a sigh of relief. His hand reaches up to ruffle the back of his dark brown hair as he smiles sheepishly at me.

"I'm sorry about that. My name is Jungkook."

I nod once more as they all introduce themselves.

Bunny teeth: Jungkook

Red head: V

Muscle man: Jimin

Pony boy: Jhope

Blue: Rapmon

Cold Silver: Suga

Blondie: Jin

"We just wanted to know if you could show us where our next class is" Jhope says with a smile. I nod and take them to the next class we will be in together, which is math. We will all have the same classes because of our school system. We stay with the same people throughout the day. All we do is change classrooms depending on which subject we are taking at that time. Except for Tom. He gets to do whatever he wants.

They sit down in the front this time, next to Cam and her crew. She is the queenka of our school. Tom is the kingka, but only because he is her older brother. That and the fact that he is incredibly intimidating and scary.

Watching from my seat in the back, I can tell that they are fascinated by her. Who wouldn't be? She is practically perfect. She has the perfect body, long legs, a V-shaped face, long hair, and a captivating smile. The only unpretty thing about her is her awful personality. She harasses me as well. She doesn't have sex with me, but she does order her followers to do things to me. They beat me harshly, rip my clothes, kick me until I pass out. She's almost as bad as her brother.

The class goes by fast. Too fast. It is almost time for lunch and I am freaking out on the inside. What does Tom have in store for me today? What is he gonna do to me? After the bell rings, I immediately make my way to the men's restroom. It is an unspoken rule that no one uses this particular bathroom during lunch. It is off limits to everyone except for the guy who called me for the day.

I get there and Tom is already waiting for me outside the door. He smirks as he sees me approach and beckons me over with one of his fingers. He pushes me against the wall and places his mouth on my neck, over the hickey he left this morning. I wince as he grabs my ass and brings my body closer to his. I stare at the end of the hallway, not wanting to focus on what has doing to me underneath the fabric of my skirt.

A figure appears at the end of the hallway and my eyes widen. No one is supposed to be here right now. I squint and make out the form of Suga, the guy with grayish silver hair. He stops when he gets about halfway to us, a shocked look on his face. He stares at me, and I stare back at him with an emotionless face. He wasn't supposed to see this.

Tom finishes whatever the hell he was trying to do to me before and grabs hold of my hand before pulling me into the bathroom. Before the door closes, I glance back at Suga. He is still standing in the same spot. The only difference is, his look went from that of shock to disgust and repulsion.

That's the look I give myself every time I see my reflection in the mirror.