Jensoo ver. My Football Player (Completed)

Chapter 9

I don't really think if this song would fit perfectly for this chapter but nevertheless, this is one of my favorite song so yeah deal with it😁
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"I won’t let that guy tutor me. I’ll just drop out. Whatever happens…” I thought, “Oh crap, he is so annoying.”  I made way to my next class which is Health Management.

The day went on peacefully unlike my other days. I didn’t give my class much attention because I knew sooner that I’d drop out of school and be a house-girl.

I sighed.

“You’re not dropping out of school.” I heard Jisoo’s voice. I didn’t mind him instead I continued my way towards the cafeteria.

“One chicken sandwich”

“Make it two.”  I turned to look at Jisoo who was right next to me. “Stop following me. It’s irritating.”

“Oh, are you talking to me?” He looked for other persons. Apparently, we were the only ones there.

“Probably not.” I got my sandwich and moved away.

I did my best to avoid Jisoo around the school that day. It was so annoying if someone was following you wherever you go—particularly if Jisoo was that someone.

After classes, I went to the football field to think of a very valid reason who should I drop out of school. My mom would surely kill me if I tell her that I’d drop out because someone was supposed to tutor me.

“Argh. I hate this.”  I picked a flower from the side of a tree and played with it. “Drop out or not…”  I removed each petal, “…not. Drop out or not, drop out or not, drop out or not, drop out or not. Drop out.”

“—not”

Huh? I looked around and saw the pest of my life, Jisoo. “Let’s go, I need to tutor you.”

Okay, I’m lost. How and when did he change his mind? “I know you’re kidding.”

“Yeah I’m kidding. Let’s go!” Wait, wait... ha?

“Look, you’re not going to tutor me and I’m not going with you. Right?”

“I need to tutor you because the school won’t give me a grade unless I teach you. This tutoring program for us is compulsory. We should do it, whether we like it or not.” he said boringly.

“Oh whate---“

“And if you drop out, I won’t be able to continue my studies because I didn’t do my responsibility.”  He looked at me. “I know you don’t want it and I don’t want it too, but for the sake of my future, allow me to tutor you.”

Okay. Speechless.

“Are you going to sit there for the rest of your life? C’mon let’s goooo… It’s late.”

I guess I went with him, because the next thing I knew, we were in front of our house. “Here?”  I pointed at our house. “You mean, you’ll teach me here?”

“Perhaps. Where else?”  He walked towards our porch. “C’mon… duhhh…”

I ran to him. “No wait. My mom. She might uh, you know---be shocked.” Good thing my mom wasn’t there.

"The derivative of this term is twenty-four x squared..."

"Okay look, how did you get that?"

"Do I need to repeat it for the nth time Jennie?"

"Yea, I guess. If you don't want, I might as well fail in my test tomorrow. How is that?" He looked annoyed but honestly, he was really cute.

"Why're you looking at me like that?"

Shocked. "Feeler" I lied.

We spent almost two hours just studying Calculus. Argh. I hated it.

“Finally, we’re done. Finally. Bye-bye Jisoo.”

“Aren’t you supposed to go with me outside?” Ha. Demanding.

I walked with him towards the end of our street.

“Don’t worry I’ll pray that you won’t flunk in our test tomorrow.”

“Bigheaded.”

“Yea, coz I have a big brain like Einstein.”  He laughed.

“Get lost Jisoo.”

As I walked slowly back to our house, the unexpected happened. A dog came in front of me

A mad dog.

“Please… go away.” I mumbled. “Please…”  Dogs were my phobia ever since I was a child.

Every bark made my heart shrink. Only one thing came up to my mind. Run. Run for my life.

The dog of course, ran after me.

I cried. Yea, I exaggerated, but I didn’t like dogs at all.

I bumped into someone.

“Shoo, shoo!” I saw that the dogs walked away. I looked up and saw him.

Yea, yea… like everyone else expected, it was Jisoo.

My eyes were still full of tears. “That’s funny. You’re afraid of those puppies?”

I sobbed and almost shouted at him. “They’re not puppies. They’re mad dogs.”

I continued to cry and the tears didn’t stop from falling. I wiped them with my hand.

“C’mon, don’t cry. It’s not nice to cry over those puppies.”  He smiled—for the first time. A true smile, I guess.

“I said they’re not puppies…”  I sobbed. “…they’re wild dogs.”  I looked at him and he wiped the last batch of my tears.

“Okaay.” He smiled. “I’ll just walk you home, there might be more pup—mad dogs out there.”

My mom wasn’t still there when we arrived.

“You know that’s really weird, you’re afraid of dogs?”

“I’m human and I have phobias.”  I defended myself. “Who knows? Maybe you’re afraid of cats…”

He laughed. “Anyway, good thing I was there. Ha-ha” Tsk, tsk… so airhead.

“Whatever…”

He patted my head. “Good thing I was there. If I weren’t, you could’ve died of fear and I won’t be able to graduate. The school will definitely think that I sent those dogs to threaten you. Ha-ha. ”

I laughed.

“And of course, I won’t have a dog-phobic pupil anymore…”

I smirked, and he laughed.

“So, uh…”

“I gotta go...”

“Yea…--byebye.”

"Good night and take care!" Huh?

That day was indeed different. It was weird, and I felt really strange