*Your POV*
Oh thank god it was finally ninth period, last class of the day: science. Probably the only reason why this class was worth surviving through was because of the fact I had my friends -- Eleanor and Sierra -- with me. I'd always be the last of the three of us to get to class. I never understood how they made it to class so early, even if their previous class was just next door.
"(Y/N)!!" they yelled, running to me the moment I entered. This was how it's like everyday, we're such close friends who were extra with each other.
"Eleanor, Sierra!!" I yelled, returning the favor.
"For the upteenth time, ladies, please," our teacher, Mr. W said, putting his finger to his lips. "Shh."
"Sorry," we all said in sync, laughing.
After the bell rang, Mr. W began his lesson. "Today, you will be in groups of four."
"Can we choose our groups?" one of the boys, Darin, asked interrupting.
"Yes, Darin. If you would've let me continue, you wouldn't have had to ask," Mr. W continued. "The four of you will have to create a poster of a food web based on a tropical forest ecosystem. Each of you must participate-"
"Why are there four of us working on one poster?"
"Darin I swear to- keep interrupting and you'll get yourself sent to detention."
"Sorry sir."
Eleanor, Sierra, and I couldn't help but snicker.
"There are four of you working on one poster. You guys haven't seen the size of it yet, have you?"
Huh?
Mr. W clapped, and all of a sudden, one of the other staff members walked in carrying a poster about half the size of the whiteboard. If he thought we were going to complete this, I officially declare him insane.
"This -- Darin -- is why there are four of you on one poster," Mr. W said with a small laugh. "Time to get to work!"
Eleanor, Sierra, & I grabbed each other's hands, bringing them up into a chain to show that we were obviously working together. When all of a sudden...
"Could I join your guys' group?" a sheepish voice asked.
The three of us turned to see who had just spoken.
Taehyung. Probably one of the most average guys at our school. He isn't the typical school jock, but he wasn't the type who'd get bullied either. He was just average. Whatever that meant.
"Oh, hi Taehyung! Of course you can join our group!" I said, giving him a smile.
Sierra gave me a slight nudge, but I returned her action. I wasn't against Taehyung joining our group. I didn't see a reason on why they would have a problem with it either.
While working on the project, I'll admit us girls got a bit distracted. Less than a month ago, Eleanor confessed to her crush -- Jimin -- and it turned out he liked her back. Then boom, the lil lovebirds were dating. They were cute, but they wouldn't stop calling each other by the weirdest couple names during class. Since when was "my chicken titty soup" a nickname for pete's sake?
"Oh my god, Eleanor. Y'all are cute, but please dial it down," I finally cracked.
"You're just jealous because you don't have your own boy toy," she fired back.
"Yeah yeah, sure whatever helps you sleep at night," I replied, not even caring.
"So, (Y/N), do you have a crush?" Sierra asked, connecting two animals on the poster.
"Well..."
"waIT YOU DO?!" Eleanor asked.
"I mean, Taehyung-"
"YOU LIKE TAEHYUNG?" Sierra and Eleanor yelled.
*Taehyung's POV*
I heard (Y/N) complain about Eleanor and Jimin's nicknames for each other, asking them to stop. Honestly, I was just waiting for her to ask. But then-
"YOU LIKE TAEHYUNG?"
My heart stopped. The girl I liked, (Y/N), liked me back?
"No no no, no offense Taehyung, but it's not him," (Y/N) said.
Oh yeah, of course.
"What do you mean?" Sierra asked.
"I mean, Taehyung knows who he is," (Y/N) continued sheepishly.
I do? Tell me, Imma tell him to back off.
"Oh my god, Taehyung who is it?" Sierra asked, shaking my left arm as Eleanor shook my right arm.
"No no no! I meant that Taehyung knows who he is, but I didn't mean that I actually told him," (Y/N) continued once again.
"Oh," (Y/N)'s friends sheepishly took their hands away from my arms. "Sorry."
"So...(Y/N), who is your crush?" I asked, feeling my blood begin to boil.
"Uhm.." she drifted off.
"Who is it?" Sierra and Eleanor asked, impatient.
The suspense was killing me. If she couldn't spit it out right then and there, I didn't want to hear it.
