Our Fate Written In The Lines (Suga BTS)

Chapter 5

I was sitting in class when Ms. Simmons came onto the intercom, "Rachel Harmon to the office. Rachel Harmon to the office."

Everyone in class turned to look at me, some were grinning because they assumed I was in trouble or something. I awkwardly began packing my things and left the classroom. As soon as I walked into the office, Ms. Simmons told me in a bored voice, "Ms. May wants to see you."

I nodded and left. Coach Tiffany probably told the counselor I was acting weird. I used to see Ms. May a lot freshman year since all the change of middle school friend groups and the begin of high school hit me hard, but I toughened up a bit over the summer--or maybe I just stopped talking about my problems. Talking to Ms. May did little for me besides giving me an excuse to skip class.

I walked into Ms. May's office and just like her name it's very spring. The walls are yellow covered in paintings and displays of press flowers. Her sofa was pastel pink with cream colored cushions and her desk looked very rustic and old.

The short, young counselor was writing an email when I quietly opened the door and began setting my bag down. "Hi!" she sing-songed, friendly. With a flip of her blonde hair, she turned around and faced me.

"I hope you're okay with me calling you randomly out of class. I was going to call you for your P.E. class but I already have someone scheduled for that hour."

"Oh it's fine," I smiled and think to myself, Please don't ever call me out of P.E.

"So how have you been? Anything been happening lately?" She crossed her legs and waited for me to answer.

"I'm okay. I've been better, I guess."

"How's things with Celeste?" Ms. May asked with concerned eyes, at my lack of an in depth reply.

"She's been better, I guess," I laugh at myself, shyly.

"Anything happen?"

I think about the notebook. I think about Yoongi. Our secret... "Not really. I mean me and Celeste are...not on great terms right now."

"What happened on your part? I know I talked to Celeste yesterday," Celeste still visits the counselor every week and tells her everything.

"She's taking the Lola thing hard...and I guess I've detached myself and numbed myself from it that I'm starting to feel like Celeste is just being dramatic," I sighed. "Lola isn't someone I want to be a friend with, especially when she spreads rumors about me trying to steal her boyfriend when I don't even like him. Just because Matthew was my best friend in middle school does not mean I like him."

Ms. May nodded, "I remember...didn't Matthew confess his feelings for you?"

"That was years ago and I honestly told him I didn't want a boyfriend." As much as I'm a hopeless romantic, I can't have more drama in my life. Boyfriends multiply your drama by three from what I've seen. "And it's still the truth."

"We all deal with things in our own ways and in our own time, but I'm sure things with you and Celeste will fix themselves. You're best friends after all," Are we, though?

I nodded and didn't reply. Ms. May and I talked a bit more until she let me go in worry that I might miss my next class which thankfully was P.E. I need to read Yoongi's response to help bring up my mood.

I walked into the gym and immediately entered the locker room. The rest of my class was changing. I went up to my locker and started getting undressed and into my P.E. uniform. Hailie was getting dress right next to me and decided to start a conversation.

"I saw you got called out in English?" she started talking, "Is everything alright?"

I looked over at her and mentally realized it was my sad face, "Yeah. Ms. May just called me out of class to check up on me. I'm fine though."

"Good. I'm worried about you," she touched me on the shoulder before walked past me to the mirror hanging on the wall.

"Don't be," I reply as she walked past.

***

Hailie insisted on sticking with me during P.E. for some reason. I started getting worried I wouldn't be able to check the notebook. She was talking about her boyfriend who was one of the baseball players. I didn't know him, like at all. But like I said she's the social butterfly, not me.

"I really don't like doing to the parties he goes to, but I'm worried he'll cheat on me again if I don't go."

"Hailie," I begin, about to drop a lecture bomb, "If he wants to cheat on you he'll find a way to do it. Trust him and if he does it again, dumb him."

Hailie sighed, "Easy for you to day. You've never had a boyfriend."

I glare at her and stop talking. Just because I've never dated doesn't mean I'm an idiot. I know my own value and I'm not going to be stuck with a cheating boyfriend who has a hentai problem like Hailie.

Hailie got annoyed at me and went to go talk to the other girls, gossiping about their friend. I was lucky to be alone for once.

Once everyone starts leaving to get dressed back into uniform. I did what I have been doing for days now and wait behind. I eagerly opened the notebook to see Yoongi's neat, small handwriting so different from my cursive mess. How can he even read my handwriting? I wondered.

I'm a senior at Harnew High and I have P.E. first hour. You probably won't be able to figure out who I am unless you look in the list of student emails. I'm new this year along with my friends.

His reply made me wonder, That's weird. How does he move and change schools with his same friend group? That's so odd...I suck at staying in the same friend group. I wonder how long he's been friends with his friends.

I wrote back, That's so weird! You move with your friends? How and why? I'm so curious, haha. It was a short reply but I didn't have much else I wanted to say without coming off extremely strong.