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ʀᴀᴇ's ʜᴏᴜsᴇ
[parts of this chapter has been changed, because I accidentally made Rae act like a dumb bitch for a second]
"When's Thanksgiving break?" I mumbled from the couch.
My mom narrowed her eyes. "You had a four day break and you still want more?"
"Uh, yeah? Who likes school anyways.." I reached for the bowl of chips beside me.
"Back in my day—
"Mom." I stopped her with my hands. "I get it, back in your day you had to walk to school and you didn't get the same treatments as we do now blah blah."
"Then stop complaining." She raised her brow.
"I'm n—
We both looked at each other as the door bell rang. I gave her look, letting her know I wasn't going to be getting up to answer the door.
"Rae." She glared at me while washing a dirty plate over the sink.
"Fine." I groaned, picking my lazy ass off the couch.
I dragged myself to the door, and pulled it open. To my surprise, my lovely neighbor thought it would be a good idea to stop by.
"Yes Jimin?" I muttered, stretching my arms in the process.
"I need your notes." He avoided looking at my eyes.
"And I need twelve whole months of vacation time, I guess we're both out of luck." I faked a smile.
"I'm serious Rae." He kicked the door open with his foot. " I'm failing her class."
I chuckled to myself. "The last thing you need is notes. Get yourself a tutor Jimin."
Jimin suddenly put his hand up as if he thought of a brilliant idea. "You can tutor me."
I laughed, almost choking. "Jimin, you know I can't stand being in a room with you, especially after what happened. You know, I'm surprised you even had the guts to come face to face with me."
"I'd come face to face with you any day." His expression changed as he leaned against the door frame.
"W—" I replayed his words in my head, trying to analyze them. "Ew Jimin, what the fuck."
