I put in the numbers of my locker combination and the door swings open. Wow, ninth times a charm, screw three times a charm. I grab my social studies textbook and my notebook as I slam the locker door shut.

I can hear the whispers and words flying through the hallway about me, while I walk to my next class. Hearing half of the conversations. Something I hate is, when people pretend that I don't notice people talking behind my back. I stare straight ahead of me as I get a many glances and widen eyes following me at the back of my head, like a drill going through my head.

"Jungkook went~
"Really? When? Are you sur~"
"He was with Taehy~
"Insta~"
"Oh my god~"
"Ship is sailin~"
"Saw it coming~"

Those were all the phrases and words that I kept hearing as I reach the doorway of social studies. For once, I think I'm glad that I'm in social studies and not standing in the hallway. I walk into the classroom, and take my seat in the middle row.

The hallway is like a stench from an ugly sewer, full of stupid rumors, gossip and shi-

"ALL RIGHT MORONS SIT IN YOUR CHAIRS OR I'M SENDING YOU TO DETENTION," the grouchy lady says, interrupting my thoughts, staring directly at one of the kids in the back.

Everyone in the classroom kind of made the "Okay what's going on," look as they see the lady with sharp devil eyes aiming for it's next victim.

"CHANNEL-YEOL AND BEAKERHYUN, YOUR WRITING A SEVEN THOUSAND WORD ESSAY FOR HOMEWORK TONIGHT ABOUT THE PRINCIPLES, THEORIES, HISTORY, AND FOUNDATION OF THE ASTRONOMY GRAVITY AND ACCELERATION OF CHARGED PARTICLES." Wow, maybe I'm in the wrong classroom, I didn't know we were learning science now.

"Mrs, my name is Baekhyun and his name is Chanyeol-" the boy says opening his mouth. Whoops wrong move buddy, you have just been dethroned to level one in candy crush.

"Did I stutter? Guess what whores and sluts, I pick how I want to pronounce your names." Just another day in my world.

"That assignment doesn't even have to do with math-"

"SHUT UP YOU SON OF A BITCH, YOO-GEE-YUM. YOUR FUCKING PARENTS HAD SEX AT THE WRONG FUCKING TIME!" she says scolding at the poor, brown-haired boy.

Everyone was now nervous and shifting in their seats. Most of the girls were twirling their hair, while looking in the mirror, or staring at the upcoming social studies lesson, while biting their nails. The boys are just pretending they don't exist on Earth.

The atmosphere was tense and you could literally hear the old lady huffing and puffing like the wolf in 'Little Red Riding Hood.' Dead silence filled up the room as the old lady went to her desk, furious and angry.

I actually kind of felt bad for Yugyeom because he studies really hard to get high scores on tests and examinations. He is a good kid, despite being most of the teachers little teacher's pet.

I just doodle on my notebook and write my name in script a thousand times because I have no idea what to do doodle in the heavy, thick silence.

"NOW WE WILL BE TAKING ATTENDANCE. WHEN I CALL YOUR NAME SAY PRESENT, IF YOU DON'T YOU ARE BEING SENT TO THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE. GOT IT? GOOD," Mrs. Lee shouts. The whole class nodded in response, which apparently wasn't enough because then she yelled, "USE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH. HOW DID ANY OF YOU PASS GRADE PRE-SCHOOL?"

"Mrs. Lee you don't have to pass Pre-School. It's not even mandatory in fact, ten percent of parents don't actually enroll their child into-"

"Can you just shut up Yoo-Gee-Yum?" Mrs. Lee says sighing deeply and massaging her closed eyelids. "Anyway, let's get this over with."

"Byun Beaker-hyun."

"Present..."

"Park Channel-Yeol."

"Present..."

"Park JeeMin."

I look over at Jimin who was clearly annoyed but wasn't saying anything to the elderly. Actually, I think our whole class is annoyed, even though nobody said it.

"Present..."

"Kim Yoo-Gee-Yum."

"Present..."

"CUM-PI-MOOK BOOWAKUL? Gosh who comes up with your names?"

I look over at BamBam who is uncomfortably sitting in his chair looking down on the floor. Nobody really calls him by his real name, we all call him BamBam, his nickname. However, he knows better than to correct the stubborn, scary lady.

"Ummm, present?"

"Is that a statement or a question?"

"Sorry Mrs Lee, statement."

"Stupid kids..."

Oh no...Shoot.

"Jeon Juancock?"

The kids snicker and point fingers at me when those words came out of the elder's mouth, while my cheeks flush to a scarlet red. This always happens every single day, and you would think I would get used to it but I never get used to humiliation.

Do you ever wish you could just blink your eyes and you could just disappear from the world? Right now, that's exactly what I want to do.

"Present..."

"That's it for attendance. Let's begin our lesson. Turn your textbooks to page three hundred and seven..."

Finally.

〜 Time Skip 〜
I am still getting remarks from the teenagers in our grade about me. I haven't checked social media yet, probably someone decided to start a rumor about me and blew it up in everyone's freaking faces.

I walk into the cafeteria and see four familiar faces, two of which I don't want to see. With my backpack, I slide into the empty, usual seat between Jimin and Taehyung.

Taehyung looks at me and says, "Hi Kookie! Guess what? I got a one hundred on my biology test!" His hair was ruffled up nicely and I want to comb my hand through it so badly but I restrain myself from doing so.

"Good for you!" I say, giving him a genuine smile.

All of a sudden, I feel someone tap my shoulder, and I am met with long black haired girl.

"Oh hey Irene!"

I could feel all my friends glaring at me. None of them like Irene. Except Taehyung, Taehyung just doesn't seem to give interest in who I am friends with. The rest of my friends believe she is suspicious, mysterious and definitely a gossip girl. I don't see any harm in her though.

"Hey Jungkook! Is it true about what happened the other day with you and Taehyung?"

"Huh?"

"Check your Instagram," she said rolling her eyes. "Locals."

Without me even saying anything Namjoon slides his phone over to my side of the lunch table. I stare and wince intensely at him, and just set his phone to where it originally was. I'm still upset over what he said the other day, despite his sincere apologizes he has given me earlier this morning. It brought back to many memories, too much pain.

Jimin touches my shoulder, giving me a reassuring and worry look as he puts his phone in my hands. Was it that bad whatever rumor was shown on Instagram? Hell if I would care. Then, I saw it.

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『Word Count: 1276』
『Author's Note: 』

• Hehe, got some high school action in there. (^｡^)
• What do you think about the Instagram account "Taekook News." Do you think it's something cute or funny, or do you think its stalkerish? (Lol that ain't a word sis) (*☻-☻*)
• On another note, how do you feel about the teacher? I relate to having teachers like that on a whole other level I don't know about you. (*≧∀≦*)
• Do you think Jungkook has a reason to be mad or upset at Namjoon and Yoongi still? m(._.)m
• i purple you! 💜
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