Mean Girls ♡ Bts

♡Chapter One♡

♡Chapter One♡

「Jungkook's Pov」

I breathed in the fresh smell of newly mowed grass, a grimace ghosting my lips as I stepped onto the porch, worried parents in tow.

My father, Mr. Jeon, took out a small portible camera as my mother wrapped an arm around my shoulder, posing for a picture with a bright smile. The camera flashes, and my mom turns to me with tears in her eyes.

“My baby's going to school.” She speaks, voice cracking. My father places a comforting hand on her shoulder, giving me a proud smile.

I guess its normal for parents to cry on their kids first day of school. But that usually happens then the kid it five.

I'm sixteen, and until today, I was homeschooled. I know what you're thinking, homeschooled kids are freaks.

Or that we're weirdly religious or something.

But that's not the case with us.

My family is totally normal... except for the fact that my parents are Research Biologists and we've spent the past four years living in an hut in Namibia.

In my life so far, we've lived in 9 countries and 3 continents. It had always been just the three of us, and I never thought we'd live any other way.

But then it happened...

My moms research articles about large cats got her a full professorship to Northwestern University.

So it was goodbye Africa.

Hello Seoul, South Korea.

My parents drove me to school in their muddy stained Africa jeep.

Seoul was a lot like Africa.
Except in every single way.

My parents stopped the car across the street from the towering highschool, turning back to look at me.

“I know you'll make us very proud, Jungkook.” My father says, giving me a comforting smile to which I return shakily.

“Are you nervous? Its okay to be nervous. I'm nervous for you. But nervousness is perfectly nervous. Nervous. Nervous. Nervous.” My mother rambles incoherently, being just as overbearing as she had been when I used the bathroom at a gas station for the first time.

“I'll be fine mom.” I give her a reassuring smile, although I'm completely panicking on the inside. “I'll see you at home.” I exit the car starting to cross the street. I unfortunately wasn't looking as a big yellow school bus zooms out in front of me, almost hitting me. I jumped back as I heard my mother yelp.

“I'm okay. Sorry, I'll be careful.” I wave to them, looking both ways as I cross the street.

I was along the sidewalk, passing the different groups outside the school. I pass by a group of students wearing hat consisted of mostly black clothing, with chains hanging off of them and dark makeup and body jewery littering their faces.

“Hi!” I smile brightly with a wave. They just stare at me with strange looks causing me to turn and keep walking.

I looked around, noticing all the different types of cliches. A group of jocks rallied near the parking lot, fake fighting. A few students sat behind the trees, getting high. An overweight girl sat in her car, secretly eating an egg mcmuffin.

I am officially in the land of highschool.

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