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Chapter 5: Who's a top?

It's been a week since I've started going to my new school. I've made many friends and enemies. Wait no, haters. They're just jealous of me and everything I own so they chose to try and put me down, which won't work.

My relationship with Jimin has gotten way stronger. Me and him are practically best friends.

LeeRae is still a hating ass bitch who's always up my ass. She hasn't really done anything but stupid petty stuff like insulting my clothes and trying to trip me since she threatened to make my life 'hell'.

I'm not going to worry over a bitch like her. She's definitely not worth my time.

Today is Saturday and Jimin is coming over.....again.

I brush my teeth, take a shower, and get dressed in a hoodie and some jeans. Nothing special.

Kaiden is out with his friends so I don't have to worry about making breakfast. I'll just order some food since I'm too lazy to cook.

I switch on the flat screen TV that's in the first living room and start to watch Orange is the New Black on Netflix. Oh my gosh I love this show. I order my food and start watching the episode I left off on.

Ding Dong~~

The doorbell rings when I'm 30 minutes into the episode I'm watching. I go and open the door. Ah, my food is here. "Wait one second," I say before running upstairs and scrambling through my purse to find my wallet. I run down the stairs as soon as I find it and pay the delivery woman. She tells me to enjoy my food and I say 'you too'. Ugh, I hate it when I do that. I wonder if other people do that as well?

I sit down with my McDonald's breakfast with consists of pancakes, scrambled eggs,  2 sausages, hash browns, and syrup.

Thank the Lord for Uber Eats.

Right when I'm about to take a bite, the doorbell rings again. I already know who it is. I roll my eyes and get up. Damn you, Jimin. It always has to be you interrupting something.

I open the door to see Jimin in a tank top with some sweatpants on. He always looks fine with out even trying like damn daddy, bring that ass here...

He has a huge box of pizza in his hand and 3 other boxes on top. In his other hand are 3 bags with drinks, snacks, and ice cream tubs inside.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to let me in?"

I roll my eyes and walk away, leaving him to come in and close the door by himself even though his hands are full. He mumbles something about me being in one of my moods again while closing the door with his foot.

Jimin sets the stuff down on the table in front of the couch and goes back to lock the door.

Coming back, he sits down right next to me and I give him a weird look.

"Good morning, Babygirl." He says but all I do is nod my head towards him in return.

He starts doing everything to get my attention, but nothing works. He pokes my cheeks and my sides, rocks me back and forth, pulls on my box braids, and pinches me.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asks me but I don't reply. I just continue watching my show.

Jimin then gets up and stands in front of me, blocking my view of the TV.

"Move," I finally say but he doesn't move. So, doing only the most reasonable and logical thing ever, I push him out of the way and to the ground. Then I continue watching my show and eating my pancakes.

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