Interaction {COMPLETED}

17.

"Guys, we need to practice!" Jin screamed across the cafeteria.
Everybody looked at him weirdly and I could see him getting embarrassed, but just as I wanted to help him out - Namjoon screamed: "You bet we do!" to which everybody just laughed and Jin rushed over to us, hugging Namjoon.
"We really do, we have like 6 songs. We only practiced 2" Yoongi said.
"But the show is in a month" Hoseok reminded us.
"That's exactly why we have to practice now! We don't know what could happen in a month. Maybe we'll have a lot of school work, we need to focus on this while we still have time." Ah cute worried Jimin.
"Guys, relax. You can just come to my place after school and we'll do it." I said.
"Do what?" Taehyung joined our table. He kissed my cheek. I knew that everybody was staring. What will they think? They know for sure. I'm busted. They'll tell my mom even though they don't really know her. I'm done. I blushed. Jimin saw me getting shy so he helped me out.
"The play, Tae"
"Oh, today? I kind of already have plans"
"But, can't you postpone them? This is really important."
"Come on, guys, you can do it without me."
"No, we can't. You and Jungkook are the main vocalists." Hoseok put his leg down.
"Well I don't know if I'll make it."
"What's so important that you can't make it to something you really wanted to do ever since you stepped foot in this school?" Yoongi was getting angry.
"Why should I tell you?" Taehyung wasn't scared of him.
"Guys, calm down." Jimin stopped them, "Tae, we need to do this, if you can make it, it would be nice"
I looked at Taehyung sitting next to me. He wasn't really acting like himself. I whispered to him while the others were discussing whether or not we should practice in our costumes:

"What's wrong?"
"Nothing" he didn't even look at me. Something was up, but if I tried pushing it, it would just make him push me away and we just made up, I don't really want to start a fight again.
I took his hand and held it. It was cold.

"Jungkook!" I heard a manly voice behind me while I was trying to get to class. I turned around and saw Mike. I started walking faster, but his buffoons cornered me. He caught up to us.

"What's wrong? Why are you running away?" he said with an evil smirk.
"I'm trying to get to class."
"I haven't seen anyone so eager to get to class since Taehyung had Spanish last week."
Awe, he did that because of me. How cute.
"I don't like you, Jungkook."
"Likewise"
I felt his friends grab my hands tightly.
"That's not very smart. Getting you ass beat two times in a row?" he punched me as hard as he could in my stomach. Jesus, I just had lunch. I feel like I'm going to throw up. Why does it always have to be the stomach?
"Get the fuck away from him, dumbasses." I heard somebody. They were behind Mike. It was Taehyung, and behind him - Namjoon and Seokjin.
"Didn't class start?" Jin's broad shoulders scared the sophomores like Mike and his friends.
They let go of me.
"Oh look what the Tyler Oakley's faggot army dragged in." his buffoons laughed.
"Kookie, don't be late for class" Taehyung winked at me.
I nodded and came into the classroom.

The teacher looked at me and said:
"Oh, tell me the amazing excuse you have for me today!" she was being sarcastic. Old hag.
"There isn't one. I'm late, I'm sorry. Can I?" I gestured to my seat.
"Fine. At least you don't lie. Where's Namjoon?"
"Oh, his mom came to our Music History teacher and invited him. He'll be back soon." she totally bought it.

After a few minutes of our teacher explaining when we have to write "que" and when we have to write "qué" we heard a noise from outside. It sounded like somebody was throwing a chair.
"I'll be right back" the teacher said and left the classroom. Obviously the rest of us peaked through the door. I could see Taehyung with his messed up hair and blue lip. What did that bastard do to you?! We heard the teacher giving them detention. I knew that we have to practice after school so I got out of the classroom and ran up to her.
"Miss, but we have to practice for our winter show!"
"Did I tell you to go out of the classroom mister Jungkook?! Besides, you still have a lot of time before the show."
"But miss-" she caught me off.
"Here! You can have detention, too!" she handed me a piece of paper, "Now, everybody - back to your classes."