Ugly yet Beautiful || Jikook

Chapter 9

Jimin P.O.V
For the entire of the class I couldn't concentrate at all. I felt like the air around me was suffocating me along with drowning me in my own sweat. Why the hell was I sweating so much.

My eyes kept flicking to the clock on the wall, then back to jungkooks knee which continuously kept brushing past mine. The time seemed to have slowed down, if not practically stopped, although he hadnt spoke a word to me since his fat ass decided to become my partner and sit on the chair next to me, he didnt need to, his eyes had been glued to me the whole time.

Honestly I had spaced out about ten seconds into the teacher talking about this project, I had the idea though. A poem about your partner accompanied by the soft piano melody; helps with song writing.

Although I was completely baffled as to how the hell I was meant to write some sweet Sappy poem about how incredible my partner was when it happened the be the gold fucking maknae.

Maybe I could write something about sluts and how he eats them for breakfast? Or about his tiny little friend? Or maybe that wouldnt be the best idea.

Id lost myself completely in my own thoughts, to the point where I hadnt even heard the bell ring, or every student leaving the class, or even that the teacher was now stood infront of me, her foot tapping repeatedly agaisnt the marble flooring.

"As much as school is fun... Can you please fuck off to your next glass so I can leave early?"

Honestly, she was the best teacher in this school Miss Sona, she was rude and swore and very to the point. I liked her.

I didnt even need to respond, so doing as I always did after class, I slumped my shit into my backpack and proceeded to the door. Only to find myself stopping when a small slip of paper fell to my feet.

What the fuck is this?

Boredly, I opened the paper while slipping through the open class room door, once again ninja like, skimming past the student who were making their way to their next classes.

My heart literally fell out my arse.

Was this ass hole being serious? Who the hell did he fucking think he is... Or i was for that matter?

Kitten,
Gonna' skip last period, ill meet you at the front gate for our project ;)

Jungkook.

Id tried to be calm all day, one incidents after another with him, even agreeing without arguing about this stupid project. But now this washed up twat thinks just because he sat next to me and his happens to be my partner he thinks I'm gonna answer to his every call? Just because hes threatening to out my secrets to the world I'm gonna...

Oh for fuck sake I have to do what he says...

~

The letter was true to his words, he wasnt in last class at all and I spent the whole of it staring at the door hoping he didnt walk through it. Thank fuck he didnt.

I was currently walking towards the entrance of school, fucking praying to some higher power that the greecey Fuck wasnt waitinf. And like I saved some poor princesses from a billion years ago, like god was thanking me for some great deed... He WASNT there.

For some reason a small smile tugged on my lips, my hands loosening agaisnt the straps of my bag and for once I didnt feel the need to plunge headphones deep into my ears either, suddenly I was in an amazing mood.

My feet tapped agaisnt the cement, my head bobbing to invisible music and a small smile spread across my face. The wind actually felt nice brushing past my nose and the smell off grass filled all my sense.

For some odd reason the relief of not having to deal with jungkook for one more second had completely flipped my mood and i felt great.

No more than three steps were took through thr school gate and onto the side walk when my whole body was literally sucked into a crack in the clement.

"Where are you going, kitten?"

Is this book boring you people? Do i need to change it up? Add more? I'm not sure, if you guys hace any ideas for it id love to hear it!