It fits perfectly! Mum sure knows my sizes... The uniform was very classy, it was a high waisted skirt ❤ This school is where the rich kids go
I stepped out of my room and went to the kitchen to grab somethin to eat There was some cereal.
By the time I was finished eating, the other three were ready to head out.
"Did you get the mail? you know... All the arrangements and stuff" V asked, opening the driver's seat "Where do you want to sit?" JK questioned "I'll sit at the back!" I smiled, He's such a kid, this guy~ And a really cute one at that...
We got into the car, I checked my mails on the phone and sure enough, there was one from W High!
"Yeup. I did get a mail" "... can I see it?" JK asked. He's kinda quiet...
I handed him my phone. "We're in the same class." JK flashed a bunny smile.
At least I'd have someone I knew! "By the way, where's Jimin?" I asked V
"Oh! He usually comes with us but today he had to pick up a friend so he took the bike!"V replied "Hmm" I hummed
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We arrived at the school. The building was HUGE!
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V opened the door for me and held out his hand, I took it. "Thanks" I smiled. A gentleman huh?
I saw some girls giving me the eye. Well it's impossible for these three brothers to not be popular, I mean, look at them!
"Follow me" JK and I arrived at the classroom. As soon as we entered, the girls surrounded JK.
Apart from Jungkook, there were some other really handsome guys in the classroom who had their own set of fangirls. Interesting~
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Girls at this school are pretty scary. I went to the ladies room and saw a group literally kicking and slapping another girl. "How dare you flirt with our Yuta you little slut!" One of them screamed at the girl. "I swear he'd just asked me if he could borrow a pencil" the girl sobbed.
Hateful.
And ofcourse I have to be the superhero that I am and save the damsel in distress! *insert emoji with a cape on it's back which I don't think even exists, does it...?*
"Are you guys crazy!!?" I cried standing in front of the girl, she was cowering on the floor, arms in front of her face, sobbing uncontrollably.
"What the f*ck who are you, we thought nobody would come since classes were going on but guess not! Look at her, Plastic bitch!"
"Oh my, not everybody needs surgeries to get presentable looks like some people I see here. Oh wait! That's you girls! Omygosh don't take it to the heart, no pun intended! ❤"
"Augghh you little-" the girl started going for my hair. And. Look. Making a French is difficult and making two is like the most supreme level of patience and I woke up early to get my hair done. No way in hell is she gonna mess with that. No. Way. In. Hell.
I slapped her hand away really forcefully, took the other girl's hand and walked outta the ladies room.
Like the queen that I am.
Don't worry, I'd washed my hands before~ (But now that I think of it, I did touch that creeps hand.
Gotta wash them again I guess *insert smiley emoji*)
