Fear Me P.JM

Chapter Thirty: Suyeon & Jaebeom

The rest of class runs without problems. When our 15-minute break arrives, I head out into the hallway to stretch my legs.

"KITO!" I suddenly hear. A familiar voice.

I turn and see Jb jogging up to me.

"Where have you been!" I ask giving him a light punch to the arm.

"I overslept," Jb says with a laugh. "My parents left for New York for some kind of cooking conference."

My worry for him subsides for a moment. "They have those?"

Jb shrugs. "Apparently, yes."

"Hey, what's wrong with your lips?" Jb asks me bending down a bit. "They're all red and puffy."

I push Jb away. "Nothing. Stupid duct tape."

Jb laughs. "What?"

He suddenly stops and looks up. "Um, hi?"

I turn around and Ice Queen Suyeon is standing there at the door, unmoving.

"Who are you?" she asks.

A guy suddenly shows up besides her. "That's Lim Jaebeom."

Suyeon turns and I can't see her face, but the speed at which the guy ran away left little to the imagination.

"Yeah," Jb says putting one hand in his pocket. "Like he said. I'm Jaebeom."

Suyeon nods and I'm just watching her having no idea what is going to happen next. And then unexpectedly, Suyeon raises her slender arm and holds it out. "My name is Suyeon."

Jb just shoots me a look that says what's-up-with-her. He grabs the tiny hand and shakes it. "Nice to meet you?"

"You may call me Su," she says.

She turns to me. "And you may call me Suyeon."

Are you serious?

"Oh, there you are," Jimin says coming out. "There are several guys asking about you in there."

Suyeon shrugs. "I don't care."

Jb looks from Jimin to Suyeon. "Wait, you two are related aren't you?"

Jimin walks into our little group and I turn away from his face. "Yeah. She's my cousin. Don't try anything."

Jb laughs. "You're beautiful," he says to Suyeon. "But..."

He takes another look at her and I know what he's thinking. The girl looks so delicate and elegant, you wonder if she's ever hiked in her life. Or kicked a soccer ball. Jb's the kind of guy you have to wrestle for the last can of juice.

"Would you like to go to the Fair with me this Friday?" Suyeon asks out of the blue.

"What?" Jb says.

"Whaaaat!" I say.

"WHAT!" Jimin says.

All three of us are just staring at her in surprise. Suyeon thinks nothing of it and only nods.

"Would you?"

"No!" Jimin suddenly jumps in. "Anyone but this guy Su! C'mon, there's a whole slew of-"

"Sure."

I turn to look at Jb. Whattttt? Play that a hundred more times.

Suyeon smiles. It's beautiful, but I sense evil in it.

"Pick me up at Jimin's house this Friday then, at-"

"WAIT A MINUTE!" I say stepping in between the two.

I hold a finger up to Suyeon. I don't want Jb getting played around by her. He's my best friend!

"You!" I tell her. "You need to take a step back away from the boy! Or else!"

Suyeon only blinks. "Or else what?"

"Or else I'll follow you on your date and watch your every move!"

Suyeon smiles again. A beautiful evil. "Go ahead."

Have you ever been called out on your bluff?

I really am not in the mood to follow her and Jb everywhere. I rather sleep.

"FINE!" I say. "C'mon Jb. I need a stove. I have to bake something right now."

"Class is in five minutes," I hear Jimin say.

"Then I will bake something AFTER!" I say. "But until then, a water break!"

"Pick me up at four, Jb," Suyeon says.

Jb leaves with me. The moment we're out of earshot from Jimin and Suyeon he cracks up laughing.

"What the hell was that?"

"I don't know," I say buying a bottle of water. "But I really don't trust her."

"Are you sure you're not just jealous?" Jb asks.

I freeze for a second. Jealous?

"Don't worry," Jb says as we walk back. "She's not my type."

But I can't help but think. Yes, I'm jealous. But in what way? Jealous in the sense I'm protecting a friend? Or jealous because...I like Jb?

Back in the classroom, I go to my seat and I see Jimin sitting at his desk with his arms crossed. He doesn't say a word for a minute.

"I don't like the two together," he finally mutters.

I suddenly look over at his lovely side profile. "Me too!"

"I don't approve," he says.

I nod, agreeing. "Yeah!"

"We should follow them this Friday."

I pound my desk. "YEAH!"

Wait. What?

"Nooooo," I say shaking my head. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Don't worry," I hear Jimin say.

I turn in time to see him lean over and grab something from his bag.

"I have this," he says with a grin.

And in his hand rests a huge roll of duct tape.