Mission Impossible: BTS

Chapter 9: ... Calculus.

I smoothed my short hair back as I climbed out of the car and sharply glanced around my surroundings. The school courtyard was full of boisterous students, but they all fell silent as their gaze landed on us.

I let out a short breath then straightened out my shoulders. "Let's go." I nudged my partners.

The boys nodded and walked beside me in a line. The other students gathered around in a big crowd, but let us through without any problem.

I could hear them whispering and pointing, but I paid no mind as I searched for the main office. After no such luck, we decided to ask directions. Jungkook broke away from our group and tapped a short, skinny teenager on his shoulders and the boy jumped in surprise.

Jungkook chuckled apologetically. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Do you happen to know where the main office is? We just transferred today and we are completely lost..."

The boy seemed starstruck at how handsome Jungkook was, but still nodded and pointed towards a big building a bit further away from where we were. "It's that place right there. Go in and turn right, and that's the admissions office." Jungkook thanked him and we walked away.

The interior of the building was more spacious than I had originally thought, but it still looked dreary with white walls and lack of decorations.

An old, pruny lady with grandma glasses on looked up from her desktop and looked at us with distaste. "Can I help you?" she drawled.

This time, Jimin stepped up and smiled brilliantly at her. "Ah yes. We are the new transfer students and we came to pick up our schedules and check in."

She was not amused by his smile.

The lady rolled her eyes then slowly reached over to a stack of paper. Then she turned one page after another at a painfully slow speed. My fingers were itching to snatch those papers from her and look through it myself, but I held back since it was the first day of school and I had to make good impressions.

So far, I think we are off to a great start... I think.

After what seemed like forever, she slid the papers over the counter and we quickly signed it. Gathering all of our belonging, we left the office.

Jimin looked at his schedule. "I think we all have the same schedules except the last one. Our first class is..." he trailed off as he read the name of the class. 

Suddenly, he looked devastated as if it was the end of the earth. He looked up at us blankly with a soulless look in his eye. "... Calculus."

At that, all of us panicked and stared at our own schedules.

First Period: Calculus I

"Dammit.. I hate calculus." Taehyung murmured.

I wasn't looking forward to school... at all.

A/N- I'm so sorry for the short chapter, it's just a filler story. I promise the next chapter will be longer though!