The trouble with boys

Chapter eight

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We made it back to our apartment and to our surprise Bambam was awake.

Bambam: "Hey guys!"

Mark: "You still awake?"

Bambam: "Yeah, can't sleep."

Youngjae: "Bambam! You missed Carly noona punch a guy!", he said with excitement in his voice.

Bambam: "What? What are you talking about?"

I sat that on the couch and watch Yugyeom and Youngjae tell the whole story to Bambam. I on the other hand, was thinking about the girls. They were the ones I saw at the dance studio, which meant Carly was the one Jackson was trying to remember from that night.

Mark: "Yeah they are very nice and Carly can pack a punch!" I added to the conversation.

Bambam: "I always felt she was a badass but that is awesome"

Mark: "Hey Bambam, do you know if Jackson is awake?"

Bambam: "He just got out of the shower"

Mark: "Be right back"

I left the conversation and walked to Jackson's room. "Jackson, can I come in?"

Jackson: "Yeah. What's up?"

Mark: "Remember the girl from the other night?"

Jackson: "I can't remember her name, but she was cute and nice, why?" he said eyeing me.

Mark: "I think her name is Carly. Just saw her a few minutes ago at a club. Long story."

Jackson: "Yes! That's her name Mark!" he sounded surprised. "But, why are you telling me this?" he frowned.

Mark: "Because I know you and I saw you that night with her. I think you liked her" I smiled at him.

Jackson: "Hyung, I barely know her. We just talked."

Mark: "I know, that is why I'm telling you her name. For you to just talk to a girl and not make a move, she left an impression on you."

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I woke up after a long night of crying and comforting my best friend, to find her right beside me. Well, at least she is asleep and at peace, for now. She cried so much when we got home, she blamed herself for wasting her time with Seth. I knew what she was feeling, that had been me a few months ago.

I got up and took a quick shower. I wanted to go to school and see what stuff they offered, plus meeting JB. I wonder what he wanted to talk about? I put on a white t-shirt, burgundy jeans, a black jacket and my sneakers. I let my hair down, did the no makeup face and was on my way.

It felt bad leaving G alone, but at the same time I knew she needed to rest and I needed to do my thing. Besides I wasn't going to be out all day. I already knew what I was going to do. A quick look around the admission's office, then off to the library for a book and then to meet JB and done.

After almost an hour, since the bus ran late, I arrived at the university, grabbed the brochures from the admissions office, since there was no one and made my way to the library.

I loved the library and how it looked modern but also old. I went straight to the second floor, poetry and mystery section. If you ever wander through the library, you would always find me in this section.