High School Trauma

Chapter 11

Here is an other long chapter for you all to enjoy:

Jungkook's P.O.V:

Wow I can't believe she actually said that. I am going to make you regret every single word. Just you wait.

Author's P.O.V:

Yeon Joo entered the classroom but no one seems to notice. She sat down, her head hanging low and her eyes swollen up because of crying the whole night. Chan came up to her, 'Hey. What's up? What is wrong with your eyes you look like a potato and why do you have so many bandages on?' 'Yah!' Yeon Joo smiled. 'By the way back to the question what happened? Where were you?' and with that Jisung, Hyunjin, Seugmin, Changbin, and Jeongin joined the conversation. 'Um so I got hurt, went to the hospital and came back.' 'What!' 'Yeah' 'Wow you really are something!' Jisung exclaimed. 'Well thank you.' Yeon Joo bowed. Somehow she had befriended many people who were really caring, well at least she thought they were caring. Not pretending but actually caring. As she was talking to the boys the seven boys stared at her as if they had the power to melt her with their eyes they would have already done so. The bell rang and everyone was seated. Well for the rest of the day she tolerated paper balls, abuses, flying stationary. She met her friends at lunch but had to go through them like this for a whole month. Not to forget the beatings by Jae-in and her gang.

A whole month later:

Author's P.O.V:

One day the teacher came and announced that prom this year will be held early. Everyone was happy. Really happy. Except one. All the girls were day dreaming about a BTS member being their prom date while Yeon Joo was thinking what excuse could she find not to come and what will she do on her day off. In the next two to three days almost everyone in her class had chosen a partner except for her. What the held next for her was a huge surprise.

Lee Yeon Joo's P.O.V:

'Oh great! So I am the only one without a partner,' I thought about it and was walking in the hallway when I saw Seung Cheul against the wall with Jungkook holding his collar. What! I ran fast and pushed Jungkook off of him. 'What is f**k is wrong with you?' 'Seung Cheol-ah are you okay? Did he hurt you? Did- - -' 'Calm down. I am okay so stop worrying.' 'You know I am here too.' Jungkook spoke. 'So?' 'Why did you have to come?' 'What?' I asked just to tease him. 'WHY DID YOU HAVE TO COME!' 'Firstly, I am not deaf, secondly I couldn't just stand at a corner a see you beat him up for no reason. Let's go' I turned to Seung Cheol when I heard Jungkook speak 'There was a reason.' 'I don't care whatever the freaking reason there might be but I won't just stand there seeing someone I care about getting hurt. Do you know the reason why I care from him and not YOU. Well because he is nice, but so was your friend Jimin at first but later he was just an a*****e. He is actually nice and caring unlike you. Jungkook I am sorry but no matter how hard I try I can't get myself to like you even as a human or friend but you don't..' 'You seem to be caring for him as if you like him' Yoongi have time to clear your dirty minds. Yah Seung Cheol let's go.' We walked leaving them behind. 'So what was that about?' I asked as he was fixing his tie at which he was horribly failing "Why you gotta be so cute." I thought to myself. 'Here let me help' I turned towards him and started to tie his tie for him. I could see a light shade of pink appear on his cheek and I could even feel my own cheek burning up. 'You coming to prom?' 'No' I answered trying not to stutter. 'Oh! Come on I was gonna ask you out.' My heart skipped a beat. 'You what?' I said as my grip on his tie got stronger and before I was done he all of a sudden took my hands which were busy tying his tie. He held my cold hands in his warm hands and looked straight to my eyes and asked, 'Would you like to go to prom with me?' for so reason everyone awed including the teachers and I had become a literal tomato from blushing. 'Yes' is all I could say. He pulled my hands towards him and hugged me. My heart was pounding and I had butterflies in my stomach. A smile formed and I couldn't remove it no matter how hard I tried. 'Thank you.' He said. Pulling away from the hug I asked, 'For what?' 'For changing your mind and being my lovely date.' 'I think I should sue you for make me fluster so much in just one day. Now come or else we will be late for class.' With that our paths split.