chapter 7 : Trouble

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Alyssa's P.O.V

I walk to my locker to take my books for the next class. I close my locker and about to turn around and walk to my class but suddenly a bunch of girls run in the locker hallway and one of them bump into my shoulder.

Ouch! That's hurt. And the girl just go away without apologizing? That's rude.

I look down. All my books are scattered on the ground. Aish! I just hate squatting down just to take the things. But I have to. The class is starting soon.

I squat down and take my books and things but as soon as I reached the last sheet of paper, someone foot was stepping on my paper. How dare this person? That is my homework essay!

I stand up again to see who is that person. And I look at him like I wanna kill him. Choi Young Jae!!!

He took the paper and read it. Then he look at me.

'You had finished the essay? Wow! So fast.' And he continue reading it.

'Give me back!' I tried to take back my paper but he hide it first behind him.

'Choi Young Jae! Give me back the paper!' I yelled at him.

'No! Thank you for the essay. I will take this. Wooh...I think I had finished my homework.' He smirk at me and start walk away.

I bulge my eyes. What?! I stayed up all night just to finish that essay and he just took it away?

I turn around to take back my paper from him but he just nowhere to be seen.

'Argh!!!! Kim Young Jae!!!!' I shout like crazy in the middle of the hallway.

Seriously, that jerk!

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Now, I have practice for the competition...with that jerk.

I entered the practice room and the jerk I mean Young Jae is already there.

I take a seat in front of him and took out the music sheet.

'Okay, let's start from the beginning' I said, getting ready to play.

After a couple of time, we start to get exhausted and we have a moment of break.

'Yah! Get me a drink' he instructed me. How can he instructed me like that? I'm not his maid.

I give him a glare. 'Get it yourself!' and I continue playing my phone.

But then he throw a piece of note at me.

I look at him. 'What is this?'

'Just buy me a drink. You can take the change to buy another can'.

My eyes widen with sparkle. 'Seriously???'

'Yeah yeah... just go buy it. I'm thirsty' he said.

'Seriously???' I asked again. I still didn't believe it. Why he is being nice suddenly?

'Yeah clumsy pig! Go before I change my mind.'

And with that I immediately stand up and walk out from the room. Wohoo!! I got free drinks today!

I'm walking to the vending machine. It's far to go to the cafeteria so just use the vending machine.

I stood in front the vending machine but then someone already slip their note. I look at the person. This another jerk. Yeah...Who else? It's Si Wan.

'Excuse me, but I came here first'. I crossed my arm in front of him.

'But I insert the note first. So, move'.

'Can't you be a gentleman? I'm girl anyway. Tolerate please! Beside, I'm your fiancee'

But then he move his face and our faces are only inches away! Omaigad! What he is doing now? I can feel his breath on my face. And my heart...why it can't stop thumping?

'Hey, do you think I care? Move bit*h' he whispered.

Gosh! What a jerk! I was about to talk back but someone gripped my wrist.

'What taking you so long?' talking to me but glaring at SiWan. Young Jae?

'What are you doing? Let go of my hand.' Yeah,I'm angry. Why he do that?

But then that jerk interrupted. 'Don't make disgusting romantic drama at school. What a bitch.' He smirked.

'What?!' I yelled at him. But then he just left the place. Seriously this jerk.

' What are you doing with him?' he asked me like he's the one who was mad now. I'm the one who should mad now.

' That's not your business! Why are you mad at me?!'

'Just answer me! What are you doing with him?!'

'Why do you want to know? That's not even your business. Don't act like you're mad at me. I'm the one who should ask you that! You just co...'

'Because I care....'

'What?' I frost at my place. Speechless.

' I won't repeat my words twice' he just left me there....frozen.

Why should he care?

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