My Idol [BTS JIN]

#3

[CHAPTER #3]

Yeonji's Point Of View

Yah! Who knew boys can be such retards? Honestly, I wish I chose a different department now. How am I supposed to spend the rest of my school career with that idiot? 

They're not all bad. Jungkook is younger than me, but he is really sweet and actually has manners for girls. I like how he calls me 'Noona'. He's like the brotherly figure I never had. He tried to hold me back before I  left, but I needed to get away. I hope he doesn't think badly of me.

I walk to my locker to collect my books for my first class at this school. All of our lockers are located in the same corridor with our names engraved into the name plate. Fancy. I scan the lockers slowly hoping to find my name. I find myself walking further down the hallway and coming across a familiar set of names. 

Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook, Yoongi, Hoseok, Seokjin... 

The Bangtan boys all have neighbouring lockers, how coincidental.  I walk further down to find only one locker was left. Mine, and it was right next to Seokjin's. I scoff, remembering his terrible attitude in class before. Douchebag.

I unlock my locker using the key and find it nicely arranged with extra stuff for school. There are five notepads (presumably for each class), a stationary pot with pencils and pens and a hooking area for coats and cardigans. On the inner door of my locker is my schedule, and I look for my last lesson being drama. I grab the stuff I need and locked my locker securely. 

"Ow~," I mutter after clumsily bumping into someone upon turning around. 

"Mianhae, I didn't see you there," I apologise, picking up the stuff I dropped.

"Ah, so you're the famous Chin Yeonji?" the voice mocks. It's another female student from the college. At least I now know I'm not the only female in school.

"Uh, Ne.. Is there a problem?" I question wondering why she was still standing before me.

"Yes actually," she scoffs sounding almost envious, "If not for you, I would be the girl to fulfil the last place of the Singing department, but because of you passing every test I'm stuck in the stupid drama department."

"I don't see how that is a problem. Can you act?" 

"Yah! Of course I can, bitch!" she shouts. I didn't realise how rude I was with that question, but with her attitude she needs a stern talking to.

"Well what do you want me to do about it? Change to a different department?" I suggest laughing at how impossible that could be.

"Good idea, do it before Friday, or else," she chimes, happy at my sarcastic comment. Clearly she is not very smart. 

"Or else what?" I challenge.

"My dad owns the school, I can have you expelled on your first day. How about that?" she tries threatening me.

"Well, Yoonae," I call upon reading her nametag, "I had a meeting with your dad about which department I wanted to pick. I know you wanted my place, because he told me, but I insisted on having it. Now if you're upset, go and take it up with your Abeoji. It's not my fault I am the, and I quote from his own words, 'star of the school'."

I walk out of her cornering stance, barging my shoulder against hers. Point Yeonji. 

"LISTEN HERE BITCH!" she yells and suddenly my hair is being yanked with her own hand. I shout at the sudden pain in my head. 

"My Appa adores me, and I will DEFINITELY have you expelled now!" she threatens with a punch to my face. I fall to the floor clasping my nose while I hear her loud heels click of in the distance.