Tiny Terror

Invincible Chariot

(A/N: I'm gonna go ahead and put this short chapter out while I'm still working on the next one that's gonna be a bit long! I've been focusing on one of my other stories and that's why I haven't updated much on these, whoops)

  Clicking my tongue with irritation, I made my way through the crowd of girls blocking the entrance of the school. I was glad I had my headphones on since some of them looked to be screaming over who knows what. Finally breaking through the crowd, I shook my head at the girls and went to walk toward the Architecture Department while stuffing my hands into my pockets.

  It was just before I was going to go down a hallway that someone grabbed my arm. I paused while narrowing my eyes, but looked over my shoulder to see what idiot was touching me.

  "The fuck? Woojin?" My brows furrowed, and I slid my headphones off my head to hang them around my neck.

  "~DIE MUH FUCKA, DIE MUH FUCKA, DIE, DIE MUH FUCKA!~" My headphones blared, and Woojin just looked at them as the music continued, and I deadpanned while staring at him straight on. "~JEON-BU DA MUH FUCKA, NEO-DO DA MUH FUCKA!~" Sliding out my phone, I turned down the volume.

  "I like Bill Stax's music. What do you want?"

  "The guys wanted to meet the person building all of the cool stuff for my lizards." He pointed over his shoulder with a thumb while giving a lopsided smile, and I finally understood the crowd and the squealing.

  "So your dumbass brought them here? In front of all these people?" I pinched the bridge of my nose, and the green-eyed male slung his arm over my shoulders while leading me over to the four other males looking about the school's lobby. People were asking for autographs, and I couldn't believe it, but a girl threw her bra. "Way to be subtle. You celebrities are ridiculous." I huffed before grabbing them and dragging them toward the Architecture Department.

  They didn't say anything, seemingly in shock until I let them go and closed the classroom door.

  "Mia?! Why did you just drag in Distorted Jaws?!"

  "Disto-who?" I gave Jace a look as he was gazing at the five guys standing there with me. "Oh! You know these idiots?"

  "Who are you callin'-"

  "You." I cut one of them off and turned to Woojin. "Why the Hell did you bring them here? This is my school, not a playground."

  "Oh, come now, Mia. Are you really not thrilled to be personally meeting a famous idol group?" He questioned, and I crossed my arms while giving him a flat look.

  "So this is her?" The bleached-blond pointed at me with a raised brow, and I rolled my eyes before taking off my headphones and stuffing them into my bag. I then dropped the bag on my desk.

  "Mia, what's going on?"

  "My mother is friends with Ms. Jiwon, a manager for idols and the sort. She got me a job making an animal house with one of her clients, and then Woojin was the next customer she brought me. He's been employing me to build stuff for his increasing number of lizards, and now has apparently brought his buddies along for a visit. You deal with them, Jace." I replied, but the big-eared boy was still staring at the five males by the door.

  "Yes, that's her." Woojin nodded. "Mia, this is Ha-Sun." The blond nodded at me. "Yeongi. Chang-min." The two brunettes waved. "And that's Sung." The other one with red hair held out his hand to shake mine and I raised a brow before shaking it.

  "A pleasure to meet you, Mia."

  "Wish I could say likewise, but given the fact that you all just showed up at my school and made a scene is rather annoying."