Minki's POV
First, my day start's off with an annoying older brother.
AND NOW THIS?!?!?
Poke poke poke poke....poke poke poke poke...
RIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNG!!!! RIIIIIIIIINNNNNG!!! Oh! Good! That was the lunch bell!
I spun around and glared at Zelo, who had an innocent expression on his face as he continued to stab me with the back of his pencil. ARRRGH!!! I snatched the pencil away, snapped it in half, and gave it back to him. His eyes started to water like a hurt puppy. FOOL!! THAT'S WHY YOU DON'T PISS OFF AN ANNOYED MINKI!!!
He held his two broken pieces of his pencil and started to use one part like a drum, and use another part like a mike. He started to freestyle rap. People started to gather around him and all I could do was stare open-mouthed at him, amazed by his talent....
....That was until I realized he was rapping about me. He started by talking about how cruel I was and describing my looks. Then he started blabbering about how I treated him like some toddler. Then he rapped about how it was okay, since we were friends, and that he would always be something for me to let out my stress out on. At the end he smirked, "This is dedicated to the beauty in front of me, Choi Minki, everyone." Then he got up and bowed.
Wow. Thanks for such a great rap about what a jerk I am.
Everyone who had gathered around looked at me like I was crazy. Great, now everyone thinks I'm a weirdo. Oh, the power of words....
"Hey, thanks for such a nice rap about my bestie, Zelo," Minhyun winked from beside me. I knocked him lightly on the head. Meanie. The girls who had surrounded us started to glare at me.
"I can't believe she's surrounded by people who she treats horribly," one girl who was close to me whispered to her friend.
"I would do anything to trade places with her," another girl said.
"What's wrong with her?" another girl rolled her eyes.
Surrounded by jealous fanigrls, I snapped and stalked up to Zelo, grabbed him by his collar and dragged him out of the classroom.
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Zelo's POV
I have to say, that rap was a stroke of genius. I kept on rapping till I thought she was about to burst, then that last part?! HILARIOUS!!
But I feel kind of bad for her...all those girls hate her now because of what I said. She only acted like that because I liked to annoy her.
Now, she was dragging me with her inhuman strength into an unpopulated hallway.
"YAH!" she yelled, annoyance written all over her face. She slammed me into the wall. HOLY CRAP!!! DOES SHE WORK OUT OR WHAT?!
"What?" I nursed the bump that had formed behind my head.
"Why did you do that?! Now everyone hates me!!!" she complained. Her face was contorted into a despaired look. Whoa, I didn't think she would be this depressed about not being able to make any friends. I mean, look at her, she always hangs out with that tall guy, Minhyun.
"Why do you care?" I asked.
"Would you care if people hated you?!" she retorted, hands covering her face.
"Of course I would, I have an idol image to maintain, you know!" I said with a wink and formed my hands into a peace sign.
"Now I won't have any friends!!!" she wailed. No friends? Come on! Give me a break!
"You have friends," I said gently, patting her head.
"Psh! Name one, except for Minhyun...since he's my bestie," she asked. Hmmm...
"Jongup?" I asked. She stared at me.
"He only likes me because I'm a girl. I bet he would hit on an old woman too!" she said. Hmm...that's half true. He would only if he thought that granny was pretty.
"Your brothers?" I asked. She was famous for having four jjang brothers with pretty faces. Apparently it ran in the family because she had a pretty cute one herself.
"Brothers are friends?" she said unconvinced.
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Minki's POV
Brothers aren't friends, idiot.
Then he got really close to me, invading my air bubble. Is it hot in here? Why am I all of a sudden sweating?
"You have me.." he whispered into my ear. I froze. TOO CLOSE!!! INVASION OF PRIVACY ALERT!!!
He pulled back and looked at me. He felt my forehead.
"You're burning up a lot, you know," he said concerned.
"Really?" I squeaked.
"You look just like a cherry tomato.." he said as he leaned closer. STAY AWAY!!! NO MORE BOY PHEROMONES!!! PLEASE!!!
"And I really really like cherry tomatoes," he muttered into my other ear.
