Crazy In Love

Chapter 3: Didn't he break your heart back in the 9th grade?

Jungkook

I woke up a few minutes later after the fight was over. How did that masked guy even manage to knock me out so easily?

I sighed and went to the locker room to change out of my sweaty clothes. I looked in the mirror at the bruises that were already forming on my cheek and my lower lip.

"THIS IS BULLSHIT! WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yelled and punched the wall.

I was beyond pissed that someone as small as that guy beat me. ME! The undefeated fighter for almost a year! I will show that little shit next time I fight him who is the boss.

I sat down on the bench and applied the medicine that Ji Yong gave me (G-Dragon from BIGBANG) and almost immediately felt no pain.

I didn't want to spend the rest of the day complaining about the guy. I needed a distraction and I knew who'd be up to go to the party with me. My best friend Taehyung. I dialed his number and after ringing a few times he finally answered.

"Up for a party?" I asked.

"You got beat up pretty badly Kook. You should be resting and not partying getting drunk." He said.

Me and Tae have been good friends for sometime now. He's got my back and I've got his. It's the way we do things.

"Come on please? I'll go shopping with you next time." I said hopping he'd say yes.

"Okay fine. I'll go with you, but please don't ditch me like you did last time. I had to walk home and I got there late and I got in trouble with my grandparents because of your dumbass." He said.

"Deal! I'll see you there then." I said.

"Bye." He said and hung up.

I took my bag from the locker and headed home to shower.

I'm so getting drunk tonight.

Jimin

"So where is this party again?" I asked Yoongi over the phone.

"It's at this rich guys house. He goes to kyungham too. I think if I introduce you guys you'll get along with him." He said.

"Alright. Send me the address and I'll be there shortly." I said rolling my eyes.

"Okay. See ya." He said and hung up.

So a party at a rich guys house? I need help on what to wear. And I knew exactly who could help me. I dialed her number and it didn't even ring when she answered.

"How can I help you on this beautiful evening?" She said with a sassy tone.

"I need fashion advice. ASAP. " I said.

"Say no more." She said and hung up.

About 10 minutes later I heard the door bell.

"So where is this party at? Is it causal? Is it a ball? What's is it?" She asked as soon as she entered my room.

"It's nice to see you too Lisa." I said as I crossed my arms.

"Rich guy?" She asked reaching into her bag.

"Yeah." I said rolling my eyes and laughing a little.

She went into my closet and started looking around taking out different outfits.

"Why is it all black?" I asked.

"Black is the rich color." She said.

Outfit after outfit. She didn't like anything. She started mumbling to herself and looking at different shirts and jeans. "Here try this."