Interaction {COMPLETED}

2.

That teacher is horrible. I didn't even catch her name and I don't really care. I've never been more bored in my life. Why do we have to take Spanish? We're music and art prodigies!

I say goodbye to Namjoon and head to the main hall.
Oops! I forgot where Math is. I don't have anyone's phone number and I don't know how I can find them. Maybe they're on the other side of the hall. I turned around to see, but accidentally stomped on someone's foot.
"Oh shit! I'm so sorry!" I turned around and looked at the guy with the widest shoulders I've ever seen in a pink jumper.
"Don't worry about it, are you okay?" the guy asked.
"Well not really, I don't know where Math is."
"Which teacher?"
"I think it starts with P..."
"Oh Pandora", he laughed "that's not the teacher's real name, but he wants to be called that, but kids usually call him professor. I'm guessing you met Yoongi and the gang."
"Yeah"
"Don't worry about it, his classroom is second left when you get to the second floor. I'm Jin, by the way."
"Nice to meet you, and thank you."
"Don't mention it, I'll see you at the café...Jungkook." he looked my way for approval and I just nodded and head straight (ironic) to the classroom.

As soon as I reached the second floor Hoseok and Jimin were waiting for me.
"Where have you been?" Hobi said that in a motherly voice tone.
"I forgot where to go, luckily Jin helped me."
"And what do you think?" Jimin asked.
"Huh?"
"Well I mean is he nice?"
"Well yeah"
"Good, but he's Namjoon's"
What. The. Duck. I probably had that expression as well because Jimin looked at me strangely.
"Well why would I like him? I just met him, besides he's not my type." I said laughing it off.
"Oh so you're straight?" Hoseok asked.
"Y-yeah." I PANICKED OKAY?!
"Me too" said Hobi proudly. Why though? Is it more common to be gay here?
"Yeah, it is." said Jimin with a little bit of anger in his voice. Shit, I didn't know that I said that out loud. Why is he pissed though?

Hoseok sat next to a girl and leaned behind her sending me hand signals saying that we would look cute together. Honestly, out of all the guys I would've guessed he's the gay one. I'm just way too stereotypical.
I looked over to Jimin who was kind off avoiding my look.
"Um so you're good at Math?" I asked to break the silence.
"Yeah. Mainly calculus, what about you?" he said staring at the window.
"Oh, I suck at Math, it's one of rare things I'm bad at."
"Is one of those things lying?" this time he looked directly at me, through me, to be exact.
"U-um, what are you talking about?"
"You're caught in a lie." he said and the teacher came in. Man what the fuck? How does he know I lied?
"I don't blame you, but we're your friends now, why lie?" he said looking at me pitifully.
I just looked at him softly and turned to face the teacher.
"Ah, we have a new student! What's your name young man?"
"Jungkook, sir."
"Oh please, call me Pandora!"
Jimin chuckled. He's so cute.
Mister Pandora was fun, who knows maybe I learn something this year?
*bell rings*

"So what do you think of Qui?" Hoseok asked.
"Who?"
"The girl I sat with. The pretty girl with long hair."
"I'm not interested, she's not my type."
"If Seokjin and Qui aren't your type then what is? They're the most beautiful people in our school."
I wouldn't bet on that. I looked at Jimin who was trying to put his books in his locker.
"Do you need help?" I asked him.
"Ugh...yeah."
In my old school people basically knew me for opening up lockers, it was my trademark.
"Wow, you're very strong", someone behind us said that in a girly voice and before I turned around to see who it is the same person hit Jimin's books and they slammed onto the ground.
"Who's your new boyfriend Mochi?" I looked at him. He was the perfect definition of a bad boy. He had beautiful black hair, a leather jacket and some black boots. When I looked at him his face softened for a few seconds then he said: "Well what are you staring at faggot?"

That's what I was afraid of. I don't want that to happen again.

I lowered my head and helped Jimin get his books. He was crying.
I really wanted not to get kicked out of the school on the first day.
I stood up and turned around as fast as I could and punched the "bad boy" in the stomach. I don't remember much, but I woke up in front of the door that said "principal's office". Really? Lord knows what the principal will do now.

I turned my head to the left and saw that guy. He looked at me with a smirk.
"What's so funny?" I asked him.
"You are the first person to stand up to me. That's cool, I guess." he said bitting his lip.
"The principal will see you now." a nice lady escorted us to his office. I don't know what I'll do. I can't get kicked out. This is my dream school. I felt so tense that the boy felt it too, he just, again, smirked.

"'Sup Pops?" he said with a grin on his face