Chapter 13: Confrontations

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Jungkooks POV:

I looked towards the woman infront of me. She was clothed in a designer red dress with black sunglasses hovering over her eyes. Her hair was jet black and shined from the sun. "Tiffany? Why are you here at 10 am? Did you forget something?" I rubbed the tired out of my eyes.

She frowned, "I'm clearly here to see you Kookie. Stop ignoring my texts. Have you read the emails?" She tapped her red nails to her phone screen. "I know our company is asking about you. Besides, you're trying to get into music right? Agree to be my modeling partner and your career is all yours."

She winked and caressed my Jaw, "Think about it honey. Having someone like you to do photo shoots with would skyrocket my popularity. In turn, we would let you produce whatever music you wanted and we would pay you. It's a win win."

I jerked my face away from her hand. "Thanks, but I think I'm okay. You're not exactly my favorite person."

she shook her head, "Oh well, the offer is still on the table, but declining wouldn't be your wisest choice. Well, that's everything. I'll get going." she turned away but paused, "ah I met you're girlfriend this morning by the way. Lovely little thing."

I lifted my eyes up, "What? Who are you talking about?"

"Aren't you friends with Y/n? I know you haven't met long, but I heard she made quite the impression on you."

I stared at her blankly. "You met her THIS morning? You hardly even saw her yesterday...How did you..." I couldn't fathom how she managed to get involved so quickly.

"When I saw her with you at the party, I recognized her instantly. She looks so much like her sister, I knew it would be easy finding her. Kookie talking to a girl? I just had to see who your type was. And you know, honestly, I was a little disappointed with your taste." She smirked, "Is it true she has trouble staying awake too? How precious, she sounds so helpless. "

"Hey! Leave her alone, you wish-" she cut me off my running her fingers across my hair.

Her face changed to serious. "Stay away from girls; Kookie, it won't be good for our modeling image." She pecked me on the cheek, "Email them back, okay?" Before I could object with a comeback she walked towards a black car with dark tinted windows.

I stood there stunned. How dedicated is she to finding a modeling partner. Theres got to be more to it. And how she just blantly insulted Y/n like that? I rested my forehead in my palm. I didn't get to defend her at all.

I didn't even realize I didn't get to ask about the guy who attacked me, and how she knew him. I'm almost positive they were talking yesterday. Right? But she didn't mention anything about it. Did I imagine it? I hate this.

My phone buzzed and I noticed a notification from Y/n. I opened it to see a picture of her big smile with a text that also read "Good morning! How was the mess afterwards?" I smiled at the picture and began typing back.

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Y/n's POV:

I started texting Jungkook when I realized I had more questions for my sister. I began her typing between conversations,

"Have you guys been friends long?"

"She doesn't know about the thing right?"

"Is she nicer when you get to know her? I got the vibe she didn't like me."

I double texted her anxious for answers.

Up until dinner I spent most of the day texting and finishing up homework. I met with my friend Kelsey for dinner, and I started telling her about todays weird events. She chuckled agreeing that the timing seemed very weird.

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