Just a Move?

Chapter 2

I looked at them up and down, taking in with what I have to avoid when I'm using the dance room. They were all very handsome, attractive guys. I didn't like it. They sat back down in their chairs and started speaking to each other.

Ugggh! Way to introduce yourselves!

I grabbed a chair, moved it to the farthest corner of the room, and say in it. I grabbed my phone and my headphones out and started to play the music I had on it. It was K-POP, but I just listened to it for the beautiful melodies and the intense harmonies of the singers.

Music was the only thing in this world that kept me strong when my mother went to the hospital and my father went to death rowe. I looked over at them and saw them laughing.

I wish I could laugh with friends. They would know how to cheer me up. God! Why do I have to freaking move every fucking time my mother gets a promotion or a new project?

I looked away from them, laid my head back up against the wall, and closed my eyes. I stayed like that for a while until someone scared me by tapping on my shoulder. It was Hoseok. I took out my headphones to listen to what he had to say.

"I'm sorry for not introducing everyone." He said in English. His apology made me smile slightly and I got up from the chair that I was sitting on. We walked in front of the rest of the boys.

"Hi I'm Taehyung!" One of the guys said in English. He seemed like a kind person. He took out his hand for me to shake it. When I did so, he showed me the brightest smile that I have ever seen. It was so bright that it made me smile as well.

"I'm Yoongi." Another said, bowing. He seemed like a gentleman. I bowed in return.

After the other three guys introduced themselves, I looked over and saw one guy sitting, looking at his phone.

"Jimin." Hoseok said. The guy looked up from his phone. "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Jimin put up his phone, stroked his fluffy black hair, got up from where he was sitting from, walked up to me and bowed. He seemed so quiet. I bowed in return.

Why does he look so familiar? I mean we haven't met before... have we?

"Hoseok. Why aren't you introducing yourself?" Jungkook asked. All of the others looked at him in confusion. All Hoseok did was chuckle.

"We umm... already know each other." He answered.

"How?" Jimin asked with a shocked look on his face.

Hoseok spoke about our encounter when we literally bumped into each other. He left out the part when he accidentally kissed me, but I don't blame him. It was embarrassing.

After a while my mom came back in and we were back where we started. I was back in the corner with my music on my phone blaring in my ears with my head against the wall and my eyes closed. The boys were sitting at their spot, talking amongst each other in Hangul. The reason I know my mom came in was because she tapped my shoulder, scaring the shit out of me.

"It's time to go home." My mom said with a chuckle. I smiled at her and nodded my head. She left the room again and I started packing my things up. Before I knew it Hoseok took my phone from out of my hand and started to go through it.

"Hey! Give that back!" I shouted, trying to snatch it away from him. He moved away my hands until I gave up. He looked at me and handed my phone back.

"I put our numbers in there for you. If you ever need us, you can call or text or whatever." I noticed his face blushing as he pulled out his phone to hand it to me. "I will need your number to insure that the person calling or texting me is you."