chapter 2
Sakura"1 more day till break...one more day till
break...just one more da-"
" Sora!" My mother had gently knocked on my
bedroom door, calling my name.
"N-Ne Umma...?" I had softly called back.
"You're not going to school today?" My mother
had asked.
"I-I'm not?" I answered her with a question.
"Are you?" Umma had asked, sounding more
frustrated this time.
I was afraid of my mother. She was scary. Don't
get me wrong, my Mom was...I guess cool but
she had her ways of getting things done.
"Ne! I'm going!" I had said in a hurried tone,
checking my appearance before dashing out of
my bedroom.
My mother was nowhere in sight so I had decided
to leave my house.
There wasn't a Naeun today. It was rather
depressing. Why had she even liked him in the
first place? Constant questions were bouncing
around in my head when I had suddenly found
myself at the schools' giant glass double doors.
"Come on Park Sora..." I had whispered to
myself. Taking a deep breath, I entered into the
school.
Everything from that point on went well until...my
class with Oh Sehun. I don't like him. I walked
into the classroom and sat in my normal seat.
Next to him. I don't think he's ever even noticed
me until yesterday. Or even knows my name. I
mentally scoffed. Who cares?! This kid is a
straight up "prick!" I had accidently heard those
words escape my mouth.
Crap crap crap crap!
I had realized Sehun and I were the only 2 in the
room, other than some random bystander.
"You just really like picking fights, don't you, Park
Sora." I had heard Sehun say.
"Y-Yo-Did you just say;" "Are you deaf?" Sehun
arrogantly interrupted me. I heaved out a breathe,
quite irritated. " You sir, don't even know me!" I
objected. Sehun smirked, chuckling. "But that's
where you're wrong." He had remarked. I
frowned. "How am I wrong?! I've never met you!"
I snapped back. I wanted to smack that ugly
smirk off of Sehun's arrogant face. " Sora. You're
rude and very much self-centered. That's all I
need to know about you." Sehun had said,
standing up quite calmly.
He was going to leave, wasn't he! I frantically got
to my feet, slamming my hand down on my desk.
" You're a physicotic jerk! I hate you!" I yelled,
feeling my muscles in my face contract, I was
frowning so hard. I felt a small win when Sehun
stopped walking, but of course he's too arrogant
to turn around.
" What." He had calmly said. I felt my legs start
to shake. This guy...he could do anything and get
away with it. "Y-You heard me." I tried to firmly
say without my voice wavering.
In a flash, Sehun had turned around and was
barely an inch away from my face. "I'm not
physicotic. " He had said in a very clenched voice.
"Yes. You very much are." I voiced, in the same
hushed tone he was using.
"I can ruin your life." Sehun threatened. "And
that's why you're mentally ill." I retorted. I
almost fell on the floor laughing when I saw the
side of his eyebrow twitching.
"No...that's why... this." He had suddenly said.
This?
I had felt a soft force touch my lips when I had
realized it was Sehun. And he was kissing me?!?
OH HELL NO!
Desperately I tried to rip away from him but I felt
his firm hand on my back pushing me against
him. " I bet you wanna know what I'm doing..."
He mumbled against my lips.
"Get the hell off." I said through gritted teeth. I
heard a flash. Then 2 flashes. Then more and
more.
Finally Sehun 'un- lipped' me as I would say, but
then he shoved my fragile body against his,
whispering into my ear with that phony smile of
his. " Say anything opposing me now...and you'll
be mauled." He had mumbled, winking at me and
leaving the room.
"Y- YAH! OH SEHUN! " I had screamed at the top
of my lungs, running out of the classroom trying
to find him. I pushed through the crowd of skinny
and fat teenagers, trying to find this jerk.
He was nowhere to be found.
The bell had already rung and I knew I was late
to class. This pissed me off even more. I kicked a
wall, cussing under my breath. Raking my fingers
through my hair, I sat down on ground, getting
my phone out.
' You have: ONE Message'
I read on my phone. "Who...?" I mumbled,
opening the message.
From my mother.
'Sora, come home early today. Umma has an
appointment with you.'
That's all it said.
I scoffed and slowly made my way back to class,
still pissed that my first kiss was stolen like
that...from my enemy!
As soon as I stepped foot into the classroom, a
booming voice startled me.
" Park Sora, you're late! Detention!" I saw Sehun
sitting at his desk texting quite furiously when he
had looked up at me, smirking. "Actually..."
Sehun said from the back of the classroom.
The teachers' attention was on him. I was too
busy wincing. Don't say anything retarded. I
thought to myself.
"It's my fault Mrs.Min.." Sehun had said in his
best kiss voice. I glared at him as he slowly
had made his way towards the front of the room.
"I'll take her to detention." He had said. The rest
I had tuned out.
For once there was silence between us 2.
Good. Keep it that way.
-TBC-
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