LOST . PJM [Completed]

Chapter 4.

Jinhee's POV

I walked around the school and saw Bora standing in front of her locker. 

 "Yah! You can't just disappear on me like that! I never knew you called him Suga." 

I complained. She rolled her eyes. 

 "Well I'm sorry."  

 "You know what, if you're gonna act like this, I'm not gonna take care of you." 

I paused for a moment. 

 "I wonder what would happen if I dumped Yoongi and got back with that ex of yours?" 

Her eyes widened. 

 "No! Please don't. It'll ruin my reputation . . ." 

Wow. It's like she's about to lose her job. 

 "Exactly. So, you should always stick with me so I don't slip up." 

 "Okay fine fine." 

She agreed and we headed down the hallway. Suddenly, something started vibrating in my pocket. I fished out her phone. 

 Babe <3 

I looked up at Bora. She seemed a little nervous for some reason. 

 "Should I pick up?" 

She hesitated for a moment then nodded. I expected Suga's voice to come from the other end of the line, but a higher pitched voice answered. 

 "Hey babe." 

I frowned and looked up to ask Bora who it was, but she was gone. 

 "I'm sorry? You must have the wrong number." 

Then I hung up. Stupid prank callers. Although this was just a prank call, I couldn't help but have this weird feeling. I shook my head and pushed the thought aside. I walked down the hall and to my next class. There was Bora, sitting on the floor beside my table. I sat down and took out my pens and papers. 

 "Hey. We need to go visit Lisa today." 

She said. 

 "Uh, why?" 

I asked in a whisper. 

 "Ugh, because. I never go a day without doing something to her." 

 I frowned.

 "What do you mean do something to her." 

 She rolled her eyes. That's right. Keep rolling your eyes, maybe you'll find a brain back there. 

 "You're honestly so stupid. We have to prank her or something!" 

She yelled in frustration. 

 "And by prank you mean?"

 "Oh I don't know. Flush her phone down the toilet, rip her projects, beat her up-" 

 "What the hell?! I'm not doing any of those!" 

I shouted. The whole class turned to look at me. 

 "Shit." 

I whispered. 

 "Bora, is something wrong?" 

Mrs. Lang asked. 

 "Sor-" 

I stopped. 

 "Tell her to fuck off or something."