F o r c e d || J.JK

10: The New Kid

YOUR POV

"KRINNNNNNNNNNN-" the alarm clock that was on the nightstand a minute ago, flew across the room without no care. I always wanted to get rid of that annoying thing. It gets on my nerves every freaking morning. I can just use my phone as an alarm next time, that way I will stop killing more alarm clocks because I know I won't kill my precious baby.

I sit up slowly barely opening my eyes. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't sleep at all last night. The kiss keeps on haunting my mind. It's haunting me alive. I throw the blanket on me away as I planted my feet on the cold ground. I lazily walk to my private bathroom.

I ignore the horrible creature in the mirror because if I don't, I might kill myself. So with that in mind, I start my morning routine.

After cleaning myself, I walked to my closet. I took out an oversized white T-shirt and black shorts. I don't want to be fashionable today, it doesn't suit my face at the moment. My mood is ruin since I lack of sleep so my face is automatically replace by my famous 'resting bitch face'.

My bangs stands up as it splits when i tie them up. I grab my backpack and necessary stuff before exiting my room.

To my unlucky luck as usual, I bump into him. I was planning to avoid him for a while but God does not have mercy. We both check each others out. I rolled my eyes annoyingly.

"I know I'm fabulous but copying my fashion, don't you think it's a bit too much?" He's also in a white tee and black sweatpants. He also rolls his eyes.

"I think it's the other way around."

"Yea whatever." All I want to do is just get out of his face.

"Hey, are you mad about last night?" He follows behind me. I ignore him. I am not in the mood. He repeats a few more time before yanking me to his side. I sigh before giving in.

"No, I'm not. I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." I lied. I don't want him to know the affect he has on me. Or else he's going to be reason of my death of me.

I grab some cereal from the counter and pour some into my bowl but was greeted by nothing. I sigh as I throw away the box. I walk up to the cabinets to grab some new one. There's only one left which is lucky but it also reminds me that I have to buy more groceries.

I tip toe to reach the box. I wiggle my fingers in hoping I could reach. How and why did I put it in there in the first place? I slightly curse myself for being too short.

Just as when I was about give up, I felt warmth creeping on my back. Then a hand reach to box with no struggles. My face heats up when I felt a warm breath hitting my head. Yeah, compare to his height, I'm that short. This scenario somehow reminds me of kdramas. I shake myself in disgust.

I turn around annoyingly by the fact that I just make myself look like an idiot. Why did I put it there in the first place and how though? Did I shrink or something?

I halt my action when when I felt hot breath fanning my face. I slowly look up to meet his eyes. Somehow I couldn't move at all. It's like he has this ability to pull me in. We stayed in this position for quite a while until I awkwardly cleared my throat.

My face is on fire. I start to feel beads of sweats.

I squeak when he didn't back out but instead to lean more in. My instincts told me to back my ass away but I'm between the human rock and the counter behind me.

"C-cereal." I squeak, my voice higher than usual. I feel so small and so intimidate under his stares. It takes him forever to reply back.

"No." I stare at him in confusion. What does he mean by no? He backs out causing the warmth from earlier disappear. I shiver at the sudden coldness. Somehow I miss his warmth.