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Chapter 6 - Swalla by Jason Derulo feat. Nicki Minaj

It has been a week since they've witnessed the dance team's number. It should've been easy to design a few costumes for the members after seeing the genré of their dance.

However, Jennie's head seems to be clouded not by design ideas but by her curiosity about her rival's and random's relationship with each other. She'd definitely has seen Rosé hanging out with her other friends that are not from their college but she has never seen her with Lisa.

That's why it tickles her brain as to how they've been 'best friends'.

Jennie grabbed her phone to call her best friend Irene and ask her to hangout and at the same time brainstorm their ideas.

They only have another week before the submission of their projects. The other line rang twice before the caller picked up.

"Hey." Irene answers.

"Are you busy? Wanna go grab something at Starbucks?"

"Uhmm, I can't right now, sorry." Irene hesitantly replied.

"Ohh, okay. It's cool. See you tomorrow." Jennie ended the call.

Jennie lazily decided to go by herself. Sketchpad in hand. Hoping a cup of coffee and some cheesecake can magically clear her mind.

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Jennie settled on a single couch placed at a corner of the coffee shop so she can have a little space just for herself.

Sipping her cappuccino and trying to sketch away on her pad, cheeks huffed, determined.

Then she heard as other costumers were welcomed inside the shop.

"Welcome to Starbucks, what can I get you?"

"I'll have a grande Java Chip Frappuccino please."

"Can I get your name?" The barista asked.

"Lisa. And one Venti Açai Mixed Berry Yogurt for Rosie, please."

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Jennie's POV

I must've heard it wrong.

I whipped my head in the direction of the counter as I heard the names given. My ears are sharp as ever. They're in front of me. In flesh. My fuck buddy and her best friend.

Lisa's wearing this gray beanie her bangs brushed up underneath them. A simple shirt and black shorts paired with a black and white Alexander McQueen sneakers.

I then averted my eyes to the other blonde that's clinging to her side with a half pony tail. Looking like some hot chick with black cropped blouse and high waisted denim.

One of my eyebrows voluntarily raised at the sight. I shrugged. I hope they won't stay long. I turned my attention back to what I'm doing when I heard my long time competitor acknowledge me.

"Oh, Jennie. Hi. It's nice to see you here." Her sweet raspy voice reached my ears.

I slowly looked up from what I was doing and consciously covered my sketches. Afraid she'd take a peek on my work.

"Hi, Rosie. Lisa. Just trying to finish my designs." I replied in a monotone. Quite annoyed that I was disturbed by none other than Roseanne Park.

"I'm surprised you still haven't finished your designs? I was about to hand in mine tomorrow."

The nerve of this bitch tryna make me look incompetent and uncreative.

"Good for you."

"Yeah, I had had quite some inspiration on the designs while having Lisa on my mind as my model." I can see how Rosé flirtatiously pinched Lisa's cute nose.