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The Challenge by The Lucky Kind of fanfiction.net

"Jiyong! Hurry up!" Seungri shouted followed shortly by a loud pounding on the locker room door. "Larry will get lonely!"

I slammed the locker shut as the sudden noise rattled throughout the empty locker room. "Larry is a turtle! He'll be fine!" I shouted over my shoulder. A dramatic huff was heard from the outside of the door as I rolled my eyes at Seungri's child tantrums. I grabbed my gym bag from where it lay on the floor and swiftly slung it over my shoulder. I opened the door to find Seungri leaning against the wall beside it with a large pout on his face.

"Let's go," I said but Seungri was already running down the halls to the double doors leading to the parking lot. It was two hours after the final bell rang and everybody had scattered as far away from the school as they could go. I had to put in a couple more hours of basketball practice if I wanted that scholarship. My coach calls it dedication. I call it the only way to get out of this hellhole. I sighed before grasping the strap of my bag and racing after Seungri.

I burst through the doors to find Seungri impatiently waiting by the side of my car. He had a box full of doughnuts in one hand and a bag of brown goop in another hand as he silently motioned for me to unlock the doors. That, oddly enough, wasn't the thing that had caught my attention. Parked directly next to my silver convertible was a rusty red pickup truck. The paint was slightly scraped off and the wheels looked like they were about to give out if you pressed too hard. As I walked closer to the vehicle, I vaguely made out the shapes of two people sitting in the front seat through the tinted windows.

"Jiyong!" Seungri whined as he motioned again to my car. I sighed and pressed the button on my keys. Seungri grinned and hopped into my car as I stood outside staring at the red car come to life and pull out of it's parking spot. No one has ever stayed this late before. Usually there was only one car in the parking lot after I leave practice, and that's mine. The blaring honk of my car caught my attention as I looked over at Seungri who was angrily pressing down on my steering wheel.

"Okay! Okay!" I shouted as I pulled open the door of the drivers side and started the ignition.

"Hurry up! Larry is waiting," Seungri complained as he jiggled in his seat like an anxious five year old.

"He's a turtle," I mumbled before pulling out of the lot.

As I drove down the street I spotted the familiar red pickup truck directly in front of us. I couldn't help but notice that the truck went on every turn and street we went down. The entire way there I followed closely behind the truck waiting it for it to go in a separate direction, but it never did. Every corner and every red light, it went the same way we did. Even Seungri picked up on it, and we all know Seungri isn't the most attentive person out there. As I pulled in front of Seungri's house I was surprised to find the truck pulled up in the spot in front of mine. I nearly jumped out of my car, desperate to see the person hidden behind those tinted windows. But Seungri made it out of the car before I did because of his motivation to see his pet turtle.

The passenger side of the door opened first and a short, blonde with straight hair stepped out. She had to jump out of her seat because the truck was too high off the ground for her to safely step out. As she walked onto the sidewalk her attention caught mine and an immediate smile was planted on her face. She squealed and ran over to the driver's side and shouted to someone through the window. She pointed over at me on more than one occasion, this only added fuel to my already eager attitude. The blonde backed up as the car door inched open. I didn't even need to see the whole body to know who it was, only one person has those long caramel locks. She stepped out of the car and glanced over at me.

"Hey Dara," I waved. The latino giggled and I watched as Dara rolled her eyes at her friend, but gave me a small smile before rushing through the front door of the house next to Seungri's.

"Jiyong! I'm going to lock you out if you don't come in," Seungri shouted from where he stood at the open door. I ran over to him but not before looking back at the house Dara had entered, hoping to catch a glimpse of her somewhere.

"I'm coming Larry!" Seungri exclaimed as soon as we entered the house. Her raced up the stairs so go see his precious turtle. I rolled my eyes and picked up his book bag that he carelessly tossed on the floor.

"Hey Mr. Lee," I greeted Seungri's dad as I passed him on the way upstairs. He waved at me not taking his eyes off the television because it wasn't unusual to have Seungri ignore everything and race upstairs the minute he got home. As I walked into Seungri's bedroom I saw him petting his turtle and desperately trying to feed him doughnuts.

"Ugh! Why won't he eat?" Seungri grumbled as he set the doughnut down with a huff.

"He's a turtle," I mumbled again. "Did Dara always live next door?" I asked.

He looked up at me, a confused expression on his face. "Dara doesn't live next door," he paused as he thought about it.

"Does she?" he said as he scratched his temple.

"I just saw her go in the house with her friend," I said choosing to ignore Seungri's question.

"I thought Chaerin lives next door," he said still scratching his scalp.

"Chaerin?" I raised my eyebrows.

"You know, Chaerin. She's short and a little loud," he said. "She has straight blonde hair," he said.

"Oh," I drawled the word out. "Dara was visiting her friend," I muttered.

"Wait...who lives next door?" Seungri asked seriously.

I face-palmed as I situated myself on his bed and got comfortable before starting the grueling homework that is geometry. Before I even began the first question, I heard a giggle come from Seungri's mouth. I looked up and found him staring out his clear double doors that led to his balcony. He gazed outside, setting his turtle down in a cardboard box. I ignored him and looked back down at the paper.

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