Things change || BTS

Part 2

Jimin comes up to me when I'm standing at my locker finding my books. He sees my worried face and put his fingers through my hair to calm me down. He knows me so well.

"Hey, you know he can't come near you, right? I'm here. He can't touch you or even lie an eye on you" He says with his soft voice.

"Thank you" I say and give him a small kiss. I'm not the biggest fan of public kisses, but Jimin is slowly showing me how to not feel awkward about it.

"I will see you at lunch okay? Don't think too much about his homecoming, he no longer owns Winterville High. He is no one here and he can't do what he has done before okay? All the boys have your back, and Bella doesn't give two fucks so she would probably kill him before he can even breathe close to you" He says comforting me and I smile at his last words.

"You are so nice, thank you for everything" I say as I close my locker, ready to go to class.

I always try to come early to class, but there's always something in the way, but not today, I come 5 minutes early and there's no one to be seen. As time passes more and more students appear to their seats and I wait at my own.

When the lesson starts I am totally ready with my books and notes because math is not really my favourite subject, but I promised my mom to try and upped me. There's nothing to distract me. Until Yoongi shows his head in the doorway.

"Oh yes Yoongi, you are starting in our class, take place behind Diana Lane" Mr Spindle says and I look at Yoongi in shock. Why on earth should he be in my class? I try not to think too much about the fact that he is sitting right behind me the whole lesson through. This is gonna be so hard. At least he didn't talk to me.

When the lesson is done I run out of the class, I don't know what to do with myself and I just go straight to the restrooms. It felt like he was breathing down my neck the whole time, but I know he wasn't, it just felt like that.

*Beep*

Where are you? Aren't you coming to class? Bella texts me. I look at the time. I really do have to go...

I'll be there in a sec, just an urgent restroom thing. I text back.

Ew, I don't wanna know about your poop okay? Just hurry up and come to class! She writes and I feel a small smile form on my lips. She really does know how to make me laugh.

***

At lunch I sit with the usual people, our friend group is a little big, but I like it that way. Jimin and I had separate friends in the beginning, but now we are all merged into one big group.

"So tell me, Diana, what happened Friday" Bella asks me whispering.

"Well we had a really fun time... Watched a movie and so on" I say. I know she knows, I just like teasing her.

"And so on? What happened? I wanna know all the details" She says in frustration.

"I'll tell you later okay? Right now is not the time" I say and look at Jimin. He's focusing on eating his food, he stares it down, I think he's really hungry.

I look around the cafeteria to see if the line of people has gotten smaller, instead I see an empty table with only Yoongi sitting at it. He is a loner now huh? I wonder what has happened the years he has been gone

Jimin has seen my empty plate and puts his arm out to give me some of his food, but I kindly decline. He shouldn't feed me when I can get food myself. As I rise from my seat and walk over to the line of people waiting for food, I walk past the table Yoongi was sitting at. The table is now completely empty and I panic. Where did he go? He used to disappear all of the time and then just come out of the blue calling me names and harassing me. The whole situation is too much and I can feel my breaths shorten. I need air. I run out of the cafeteria and outside to the parking lot. I breathe out and try to count to ten so that I can calm myself down. I look down at the ground with my hands on my knees. This is so stupid! He probably won't hurt me again.

I look up and to my surprise I see Yoongi staring at me. He's sitting/standing up against his motorcycle bike with a lighter in his hand. His eyes are looking directly into mine. He lightens the lighter and then closes it down. Does he smoke now?

"You shouldn't be out here" He says, but I don't answer. I just look at him, open and closing the lighter. And somehow the sight is comforting me.