Chapter 20: Jungkook

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Ok
So I know that I have kinda been writing with no plot but I had that tiny part where Lela and her mom were talking about "a dude". So rn is kinda the beginning of the school year in the book and they're a few weeks in. The next 5 chapters will kind of be a filler to where the plot will actually start, though I kinda wanna get Lela and Jungkook you know, close.

Which means, we're having a school competition.🤗
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I slammed my alarm clock as I got up. I've been so tired these days that I'm going to legit die because of the homework load. My clock read 0700. (I tried to be nice to myself and set it later)

"Shit" I swore.

I threw on my uniform and just went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I didn't even bother brushing my hair. I packed all of my things in my bag and then walked down the stairs to the kitchen.

     "Good morning droopy eyes" Eomma said.

     "Don't, I'm not in the mood." I replied.

     She placed a cup of cold milk on the table in front of me, I looked at it in disgust.

     "Drink it if you don't wanna die." She said.

     I continued staring at the glass, and then I picked it up and chugged it. I slammed it back down on the table.

      "Wonder how you're going to impress your fans today." My mom asked.

      "It's called having a split personality and slapping yourself." I replied, I always did that on my bad days.

      "Hopefully you will meet someone who can do that naturally for you so you don't need to go abuse your face." My mom said, before taking my glass and washing it.

       I walked to the fridge and opened it as I took out a bagel from its bag,

     "I'm leaving".
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"You sure you'll be okay?" Charles asked me as we stopped in front of the school, car crowded with screaming fan girls as always.

"I don't know." I replied.

"Just, don't kill anyone please? It will ruin you and BTS." He said.

"I'll try." I said as I opened the door putting a fake smile.

I was attacked by girls, and I am slowly developing a fear of them.

Except one, as I watched her push herself towards me.

"You're fucking late! Where's your paper, I need it now." Lela yelled.

"Can you help me out of this?" I asked her, giving a puppy face.

She hesitated, "Fine, just cuz my science mark matters here."

"How am I going to do this" I heard her think.

"I don't know". I replied.

"Yah! Did you look in my brain again?" She yelled. Shutting up all the girls.

"Shhhh!" I put my index finger to her lips.

"I learned how to get through your blocked mind" I sent my thought to her.

I was bored during classes ok?

And I needed to know what she was thinking.

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