Summer ✓ p.jm

Chapter 29 : Talk Then Dance

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Jimin and I haven't gotten a long and private conversation about the things between us.

The last time that we interacted for a long period of time was when I was sick and that's exactly a week ago.

Yes, Jimin is avoiding me but not that good like the first time he did. This time I can see him walking in the hallways as he casually ignores me like I'm just a fly passing by and he didn't switch classes and we're still classmates in Mrs. Feinberg's class.

But I can feel the change. He doesn't want me to sit next to him. I can say that because whenever I enter the room and he's already inside, there is already someone else sitting next to him. Before, he would shoo them away so that I can sit beside him.

Most of them are girls who want to make their moves on him.

I try to ignore that and just focus on Mrs. Feinberg's class instead of worrying about Jimin.

Lana has been telling me stories about her and Taehyung's friendship.

Good thing for her that they're already friends, while Jimin and I still sit in an unknown type of relationship. He doesn't even respond if we're friends.

There's no need to ask the same question twice because base from his actions he's saying no to me and I'm pretty sure about it.

"Elise! Are you ready?" There's a knock on my door and there is a voice coming from behind of it, it is Serene's.

"Yeah, I'll go downstairs!" I yell back.

Today's Sunday and mom is asking us to attend church today as a whole family. Of course, Serene and I can't say no.

It's been years since we visited the church together.

Knowing that my mom will make me go back here in my room if I go downstairs only wearing my favorite white shirt and red Converse shoes, I decided to go with a light blue dress and a pair of two inches nude heels.

After putting on a small and fancy bracelet on my wrist, I grabbed my phone and went out of my room.

When I reached the living room all of them are properly dressed, especially Sean and my dad who rarely wear formal clothes.

My dad drove to the church and we're lucky that we got here early so that we can still have seats.

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After the mass, it was one hell of a boring day. Once we got lunch outside and got home, I toss myself on my bed and force myself to sleep.

Of course, sleep won't let me win.

I just took a random book on my shelves to read.

Each time I try to read a word, my mind only drifts into a different thought. I can't focus, and it's not a habit of mine to force myself into reading when I don't feel like it.

I frustratingly closed the book and lean my head on my headboard but then I did it too hard that I think I cracked my head.

I wince in pain and massaged the back of my head that hurts. I can feel that it's already swelling.

I lay softly on my bed as I endure the pain on my head. I hate it when I do stupid things whenever I'm frustrated, it's either I get myself embarrassed or I hurt myself.

I stare at the ceiling as silence filled my room.

Silence, it reminds me of that day when Jimin and I visited the beach and then the ocean.