Jimin pov
I walk to into my mother's car as she starts the engine.
It's been two days since Min Yoongi gave me his card, and I was still to afraid to call him.
I sigh...
"Ah, jiminsi, this is your millionth time sighing so dramatically, is something the matter?" My mother asks
I look at her and smile as I shake my head. I wasn't planning on telling my parents and younger brother until I was certain Mr. Min was going to follow through with what he said.
I watch through the window as the environment around me start to change... Until it doesn't.
"Here you are sweetheart, time for you to get an educated!"
I leave the car and throw my backpack on myself as I wave bye to my mother.
I walk down the hall till I bump into my best friend, V.
V, of course wasn't his name, but that's what he demanded everyone call him. He wanted to seem cool by having people call him this, but it really didn't change anybody's perspective of him.
Either way, his real name was Taehyung.
"Hey, Tae!" I say as I move back and recover from crashing into him.
"Jimin, what did I tell you? Don't call me that with people around!"
"Tae, NOBODY cares!" Jeez... If only he realized this.
"Umm.. excise me! I care!"
I roll my eyes, I guess theirs no helping it.
"Come on, no time to talk about this more, we have class."
I wrap my arm around his shoulder and direct him to our dance class.
As we walk in, I notice Jungkook already warming up.
He runs up to me when he sees me and Tae walk in.
"Jimin! Did you do it? Did you call him? Oh, tell me you called him!"
Taehyung turns to me with confusion all over his face.
"Aye, Jimin, what's Jungkook talking about?"
I look at Jungkook who's already looking at me and nod, as a way to tell him it's okay to tell V.
"A music manager approached Jimin and offered his help in making Jimin an idol!"
V looks at me with disbelief, I grin sheepishly at him.
He gasps.
"Jimin! This is great news! It's your dream come true! I'm so glad for you!"
Jungkook chips in
"So you called him then, right?!"I rub the back of my neck
"Well, I just haven't had the time and-""WHAT!" Yell both V and Jungkook
"Jimin! That's a lie and you know it, you probably got scared!" V states.
I hate how easily he could read me... He knows me too well...
"Well, it's not like I can call him now, call is going to start anyway"
Jungkook gives me a disapproving look.
"Now Jimin, the teachers not here yet, give him a call".I look down at the card I've been carrying around since the fateful event and decide Jungkook was right... again.
I pick up my phone and dial the number on the card.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
"Hello, this is Min Yoongi. Who am I speaking with?"
"U-um, I, uh... I don't know if you remember me, but it's Jimin from the restaurant on Friday"
"Oh! Jimin! I'm so glad you called! I was getting worried I'd never get to hear your voice again, that would just break my heart."
For some reason this made me feel a little hot, my cheeks turn a nice color of red. Why did you have to say something so embarrassing!?!
"Ah. Yes. It's me." I say plainly
"Listen, can you meet me tomorrow at 6? We can discuss this further than. It seems that I have a meeting in a minute."
"Sure, yeah. No problem."
I hang up.
My friends look up at me with curious faces.
"Hey Jimin, are you okay? Your face is red"
I nod. I was fine. My heart was just racing. I must be more nervous than I thought.
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Sorry for the short chapters, I'll make them longer once the story starts to move along more.
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