Falling for Jackson Wang | MARKSON

Chapter 2 | Lunch with BTS

Maths went so fast, I even recognised my teacher! Mr Kevin Woo was my Maths teacher in grade 8, and now he has me again for grade 12! I was estatic when he remembered me, the conversation going like:
Mr Woo: Well if it isn't Mark Tuan, my greatest student, of which I haven't seen for what? 3, 4 years?
Me: 3 years, although it does feel like 4.
Mr Woo: Good to have you back kiddo. Even though you're not much of a kid anymore.
Me: I'm a kid at heart Mr Woo.
And with that, I took a seat, right at the front of the classroom, the desk closest to the door and next to a window that exposed the hallway.
I do recognise some people, like Amber, she was the closest thing I had to a friend in grade 8, I sent her a wave and her eyes immediately lit up, rushing over to me and pulling me into a crushing bear hug.
"I can't believe you're back!" she exclaimed, smiling widely. I couldn't help but laugh.
"I'm full of surprises." was all I could say before Mr Woo commanded us all to go back to our seats and be quiet as the maths lesson started.
Throughout the class I picked out the people I remembered:
Irene Bae: Popular cheerleader, but she was genuinely nice to everyone. She was a friend of mine in preschool but we lost touch when she found new friends. Has a squad called 'Red Velvet'.
A girl named Hani: I never got to know her last name, she was extremely quiet, but now she looks like she has a couple of friends from the clique EXID, I'm happy for her.
LuHan: A sports crazy 'man' who strangely resembles a deer. He had at least 11 friends back in grade 8, I wonder how many he has now?
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Halfway during Maths, I had become extremely bored, Mr Woo had given us a sheet to work through that I had completed in minutes, whilst everyone else was still on the first few questions. I heard faint footsteps running down the hall and my eyes immediately looked for the source. Scanning the hallway I see two boys, running towards my classroom. One of them was really tall, a dancers body, and a very unique laugh. But the other one, I couldn't see him, but I could easily recognise him through his unforgettable laugh, it was Jackson. I teared my eyes away from the scene and turned my head the other way until the I couldn't hear the footsteps anymore.
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The lunch bell rang and I was excited to meet with Jungkook. I waited outside his last classroom so I could walk to lunch with him.
"Hey Mark," he greeted me with a warm smile "follow me."
I obeyed him, following him through the school halls until we reached the art room.
"You guys eat in here?" I asked, following him through the doors.
"It's where we can relax, plus, no one comes here anymore, they built a new art room on the other side of campus."
"Oh cool." I said, examining the room, smiling slightly to myself. I was never good at art, Jackson was though.
"The others will be here soon," he spoke, grabbing a sandwich out of his bag, "do you have lunch?"
I realised I had forgotten to grab my lunch of which I had forgotten on the kitchen bench. It didn't matter, I have money. If I'm hungry I'll buy myself something.
"I'm not hungry." I simply said. "Why do you carry around a bag?"
"I don't like my locker, it's next to my crazy ex-girlfriend and I prefer to avoid her at all costs." he said, sitting down on a desk at the front of the room.
I couldn't tell if he was joking, so I stood there awkwardly, trying to think of something to say. Luckily my thoughts were distracted by four boys entering the room with three different colours of hair! One green, one pink and two having a chocolate brown colour.
"Boys meet Mark," Jungkook gestured to me and lifted himself up to sit on a desk near the window, furtherest away from the door," Mark, these are my boys".
"Swag." The mint haired one spoke, after a chorus of laughter Jungkook told me his name was Yoongi, or 'Suga' for short. I didn't know how they got 'Suga' from 'Yoongi' but I let it slide.
"I'm Rap Monster," the pink haired boy said, "my real name is Namjoon, but you can call me Rap Mon, Joonie, whatever floats your boat."
"Hello I'm V!" a brown haired boy with a rectangular smile practically yelled at me. "My real name is Taehyung but I got the nickname 'alien' somewhere, I don't like it though, I prefer Tae or V."
Aliens ; Jungkook said he liked aliens... I glanced at Jungkook who had a bright pink blush forming on his cheeks. Was there somethig going on here?
Finally, the last boy spoke, shaking me out of my thoughts.
"Kim Seokjin, call me Jin." he muttered whilst shaking my hand.
"You are welcome to come and chill with us whenever you want, Mark." Namjoon said, sitting down on the chair next to the desk Kookie was sitting on.
"Thanks guys, I appreciate it."I muttered, looking at all of them.
Jungkook was sitting on a desk, Rapmonster on the one next to him. V standed to the side of Jungkook, Jin was moving the desks in the classroom to a blank wall, creating a large space. Suga had headphones in his ears, sitting on a chair with legs in his desk, hands behind his head and his eyes closed located at the back corner of the room, away from the windows.
"What are you doing Seokjin?" Rapmon asked.
"I'm creating space so J-Hope can dance."
"He could have done it himself."
"I have nothing better to do."
"You can do me."
"What?"
"What?"
No one heard Rapmonsters comment bar me, I didn't dwell on it for too long, it wasn't any of my business.
"There are still another two coming." V said, taking a seat next to Jungkook, their sides touching. Jungkook making an extra effort to focus on his sandwich.
"I can't wait to meet them" I spoke honestly, I think I might be able to be friends with these people.

There was an awkward silence for a while, there was a lot of small talk and the occasional laughter. I looked around the artroom again. It was full of desks, with a piano at the back, huge windows that let the sunlight in and a whiteboard at the very front of the room. Towards the windows were easels that were barely painted on, outside was the basketball court. My legs dragged me over to the window, analysing my surroundings, that's when I saw him. Jackson Wang playing basketball, he had just scored and his team was cheering him on. I swear for a second he saw me, but I quickly moved from the window.
"Mark what's wrong??" Jin asked, obviously worried when he saw me scurry away from the window, arms shaking.
"Nothing," I whispered breathlessly, "Nothing I'm fine."
I had finally compossed myself when an oranged haired boy and another brown haired boy walked into the room.
"Jimin you're such an idiot!" the brown haired one exclaimed, laughing.
"Yah! Shut up J-Horse!" The so called 'Jimin' cried.
"Yah! You two shut up! I have someone to introduce!" Jungkook shouted, causing the two boys to snap out of their conversations. "This is-"
"Mark Tuan" Jimin said, his eyes wide and his smile faded.
That's when I recognised him, Jimin was in my class in grade 8. But he wasn't perticularly nice.

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A/N
This hasn't been edited oops.
Enjoy your day/night!

-DimSum xxxx
7/10/2016