B.A.B.Y

Chapter 14

Today was the day of the battle. Everybody in the whole universe was abuzz with the sudden news.

"Who will win? I bet B.A.P for sure!" I overheard a girl squealing in delight.

I smiled to myself and was turning around to give her a high-five. When one other girl said,

"Are you crazy? Of course, Exo's going to win! They've been around longer! I just can't wait to see "my" Kyungsoo on that stage!" She argues, sighing at the end dreamily.

I cringe and crinkle my nose, frowning.

"How disgusting!" I thought to myself.

I turn back around in my seat to see Daehyun in the desk in front of me, cocking his head to one side, a questioning look on his face.

"Oh hey!" I cheerfully exclaim. "Ready for the battle?" I ask pantomiming him singing.

"Haha, very funny...Ya! You know I am!" He chuckles.

Baekhyun walks in the classroom headed in our direction.

"Oh gosh." I say turning around pretending like I was engaged in my studies.

Apparently that didn't work, because he sat in the desk horizontally across from me, legs crossed, staring at me intently.

"Can you not?" Daehyun and I protest at the same time.

We look at each other momentarily, our eyes filled with humor, then we turn back to Baekhyun, his friends now gathered behind him.

"So...got anything to say before we beat you guys?" Baekhyun provokes Daehyun.

"Um...yes I do actually... Could you shut up?" He asks tauntingly, a bad boy look in his eyes and his mouth agape, staring at me then at Baekhyun.

Baekhyun seems to be bothered by that. He smirks then gets up taking his boys with him.

"How was I?" He asks, a glint in his eyes.

"Perfect! That's my boy!" I cheer on, my two fists pumped into the air.

He laughs and the bell rings. Daehyun swiftly goes back to his desk and sits down, giving me a little wave and a nod, his head slightly at a crooked angle, smiling his beautiful angelic smile.

The teacher walks in ordering us to open our textbooks.

Today we were learning about pronouns...amazing. I sit there bored out of my mind, flicking my pencil around and around my thumb, even that not entertaining me.

I see Daehyun out of the corner of my eye attempting to do it, each time the pencil falling and clattering on the floor. I laugh quietly, Daehyun looks at me shooting me a "don't-make-fun-of-me" face. I laugh and flick my pencil a few more times bragging.

He shakes his head in confusion and tries again and again. On about the third time the pencil drops, the teacher looks up and glares at Daehyun.

"If you would...Mr. Jung. Let's push pencil yoga to another day." The teacher suggests.

Daehyun clears his throat, his checks turning into a bouquet of roses. He looks at the teacher and quickly looks down at his feet.

"Yes ma'm." He mumbles.

Baekhyun snickers at him and I can't help but turn around and glare.

He quickly stops, composing himself, but still has a smug look on his face.

I roll my eyes and turn back.

Not too long into class, a paper airplane lands on my shoulder. I pluck it off my blazer and look around the classroom, looking for the source. I see Baekhyun waving at me, he motions for me to open it.

I slowly unfold the paper airplane to find a bunch of scribble that I can hardly make out. I clear my throat and try to decipher the tiny words that look like worms crawling across the paper.

Meet...me..._____

I can't read anything else after that. After class maybe? Whatever.

I look back at him and nod once. Then I see an unpleasant sight. Daehyun is sulking in his chair, an agitated and disturbed look on his face.

The bell rings and class ends. Daehyun immediately bolts upright slinging his backpack over one shoulder, striding out of the classroom at a brisk pace. I hurry and grab my things following Daehyun out the door, when suddenly somebody pulls my arm and turns me around. Baekhyun.

"What do you want?" An irritated edge to my voice.

Baekhyun clears his throat, and starts to "beat around the bush."

"Well...um...you know...um..." Baekhyun rambles on aimlessly.

I turn around looking at the direction that Daehyun left, wondering where he went.

"If I win...you know...the deal...will you go out with me?" He blurts out the last phrase in a rush.

I turn around and look at him impatiently.

"Did you seriously call me out to ask that ridiculous question?!" I say through gritted teeth.

He nods and ushers me to answer the questions.

"I will only like one guy. You know who that is, it doesn't matter who wins or not. Nothing will change." I reply.

I turn around to leave but Baekhyun grabs my arms and pulls it, turning me around into his embrace.

One hand in his pocket and one on my back, he holds me. I stand there still, shocked, my hands not knowing where to go.

I break free and leave. Leaving Baekhyun. Leaving his embrace. Leaving everything in search of one guy, Daehyun.