Serendipity 2 JHope and Jimin

Part 5

Jimin

Yuna caught up with me at school the next day. I had been thinking a lot about her offer and the more I thought about it the more I wanted to do it. I watched her whenever I saw her around school that first day and she didn't seem to hang out with anybody even remotely associated with Sehun. She and her friends seemed to be decent people, not the kind that would set somebody up anyway.

"Hey Jimin, have you thought about it yet?"

"Hi Yuna. Actually, Yes I'd really like to do it"

"Wow. Really? Yay"

She jumped up and down on the spot before linking her arm through mine as we continued to walk through the halls. I must have gone bright red with embarrassment, but she didn't seem to notice she just kept pulling me forward through the throng of students racing to get to their next class.

"I have a friend who has a rehearsal space we can use, so how about I text you the address and you can meet me there after school tomorrow. We have dance class tonight, so it will have to wait till then. Is that ok?"

"Sounds good" I gave her my number and she ran off to class

I was still standing in the same spot watching her go when he found me again

"That your girlfriend loser?" Sehun put his arm around my neck

"Of course not. What am I saying? Pansy boy here doesn't like girls, do you pansy boy? I bet you anything you like she has a brother whose pants he wants to get into instead." And they all fell about laughing.

"She's just a friend" I mumbled

"How many times do I have to tell you not to talk back to me pansy boy?" and before I could even react he put me in a headlock and slammed my head into the nearest wall. And they walked away. Laughing again.

I could feel the anger rising in my chest and quickly did my best to supress it. It wouldn't do me any good anyway.

I spent lunchtime by my tree reading a book, and by the time the last bell rang I was relived the day was almost over. My stomach hurt, and every time I stood up my head began to spin. But it was a good feeling, because it meant it was working. All the sacrifice, and missed meals, all the exercise and hiding and sneaking things into my pocket, were all going to be worth it because I would be thinner. It was almost a euphoric feeling, like I was in control of this and I was strong. I walked into dance class that afternoon feeling much better. I saw Yuna across the room, and she gave me a smile and a wave and then I lost myself in the music and the movement just for a little while

JHope

The music pumped through the speakers in the studio, and I moved my body to the beat, and for the first time I didn't miss a single step. I was elated, the choreo I had put together for the competition was something a little different to what I had ever done before. I had worked hard to get it perfect, I wasn't there yet, but I was on the way. It was my chance to get out of here if I won. I hadn't told anybody I was entering, that wouldn't sit well with my nonchalant who cares attitude, I knew they would find out eventually, but by then I was hoping it wouldn't matter, I'd be on my way to Seoul and their opinions wouldn't matter.

"Hi Hoesok"

"Yuna, hey"

"Just came down to make sure its still ok for me to use the studio tomorrow?"

"Ah...Yeah...No problem" I could hardly tell her no, that I was practising for the competition too

"Great, I have a friend coming too, is that all right?"

"Why should I care?"

"I'm just letting you know, he's in my dance class and he's really good, so I asked him to do a duet with me"

"Cool, gotta run" and I packed up my stuff and headed out to the elevators

Of course, she would have to follow me and keep chatting away. I just wanted to get back upstairs and pop some pills before I had to sit through dinner with my parents. An associate of my fathers was coming to dinner with his wife and daughter, and I had been given my orders this morning. Wear a suit and tie, and be pleasant to the girl. I knew exactly what it was about They would sit there all night talking about how wonderful I was, and that I got good grades, and I was very popular and had loads of friends etc etc. And I was supposed to smile at the girl and make her like me, and then one day soon id find myself being sucked into their arranged marriage schemes. Well they could keep dreaming. As if I wanted an arranged marriage. I had proof that arranged marriages sucked, just look at the two of them.

"Hoesok?"

"Sorry did you say something?"

"I said about a hundred things, but I doubt you heard any of them" she sighed "What is the matter with you lately? You seem to be on another planet or something"

"Nothing I'm fine
"Ok well see you later" and she got out of the elevator

I could hear the screaming before I even got near the front door. I walked in and had to duck immediately, as a crystal vase came sailing across the room and smashed into the wall just centimetres from my head.

"You crazy bitch" my father screamed

"Its you who makes me crazy you lying bastard" she retaliated

"Have another drink then" he sneered at her

They didn't even notice I'd come in, and I wasn't sticking around to listen, so I bolted to my room and threw myself on the bed, covering my head with my pillow trying to drown them out. Why did it always have to be like this? Every time they came home, I thought maybe this time it would be different, this time they will be better. But I was kidding myself and I knew it. I was sixteen now, I should know better, I wasn't a child. I sighed and went into my bathroom and downed a handful of pills, that at least should get me through this awful dinner tonight.