xiaojun's pov
"you know dejun, jackson's throwing a party this Saturday. do you wanna come" sicheng asked, sitting opposite ten and xiaojun in the lunch hall.
"errr.... i dont know-" ten turned to face him, tired of dejun and his non-existent self-confidence. "listen, you bitch, it's time for you to love yourself, you are going to this party, okay!"
"okay, so are we going shopping later or anything" dejun sighed defeatedly.
something told him he had to go whether he wanted to or not and it definitely wasn't the look ten had on his face, yeah definitely not that.
"uhm, hell yeah, did you think i was gonna pass up on a chance to dress you two up" sicheng sighed, recalling the last time he had been dressed up by ten. they spent a while day in primark. "please, ten, no. dejun doesn't have to put up with you"
"eXCUJ ME, you should class yourself as lucky being my friend" sicheng rolled his eyes, "oh really". "yup" ten replied, popping the 'p'.
"yeah, if 'lucky' means listening to your late night rants on a school night the day before the entrance exams, then i am EXTREMELY lucky"
"oh fuck off, all i know is that I'm dressing up dejun period"
sicheng cringed, utterly done with ten's bullshit "ergh, who says that nowadays"
"i do, now hurry and finish your crisps before i eat them"
CHAPTER 8 FINISH
just a filler, lol I kinda like this chapter
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