Mark P.O.V.

   Aish, why do these girls always go after me? How am I so special? I couldn't say,"no" to them though, I'm too quiet. I looked to my side, Jackson always talking with the girls. I finally pried myself out of the crowd, yay. I scanned the area, no sign of Dayeon. She must of went home. I started walking towards my house, until I got stopped by someone. I turned around and saw Jackson. 

"Hey, why you leaving so quickly? It's Friday, let's go out," He said. Uh-oh, not this again. "C'mon, have fun, why you so worked up? It's not like you have anyone to go home too," Oh yeah. He doesn't know about my sis yet. 

"Uh, well, um," I stuttered. He smirked. 

"Just, follow me," He said, walking to his scooter. He jumped on his sccoter while I jumped on mine, and we drove away. I trailed behind him. Suddenly, all of our members appeared. Where the hell did they come from? I focused on the street though. I saw a girl on the side while we were on our scooters, stupid girl, why is she on the street? 

Dayeon P.O.V

   After my short nap, I thought I would go for a walk. While I was walking, I was not looking at my surroundings, I was just following my feet. I looked up, realizing I wasn't realzing where I was going, now I'm in some part of town.

"," I mumbled to myself. I ruffled my hair in frustration. I spun in a circle, trying to identify the area. I walked, and I walked, till', I still got no where. I heaved a big breath. Suddenly, I felt a woosh of air brush past me. WHAT THE ? I looked to my side, they were still riding away. Stupid boys. Wait, aren't those, my scooters? Ugh, now I'm see things. Should I call my brother? And say that I'm lost? But, he would be mad. But I should. NO. I'm an independent woman, I can do this! Just follow your heart, Dayeon. Wait, I can't. I turned back, and walked the other way, hopeing to find my home soon. 

Mark P.O.V.

I stepped in the club we were going to. I don't get how it's special anymore, we go here like, every Friday. 

"C'mon man, there are TONS of girls here, don't just stand around," Jr nudged me. I scoffed. Like I care about the girls here. I went to the room I always go to, it's away from anyone, and sound proof. I locked the door and sat down. I sat on the bed in there. I pulled out my phone, nothing from Dayeonnie. I sighed. What is that girl doing? She's probably asleep. I set up a monitor in this room, I could see everything on the dance floor. Of course, Jackson grinding, Bambam acting shy, Yugyeom flirting, Jr next to Jackson, and our leader acting cool. I then jumped on the bed, and fell asleep. 

"Wake up, !" Someone shook me. It was JB. GOT7 was surrounding me. 

"You guys done already? It's only been about." I looked at my watch. "3 hours," I said. 

"Yeah, we got tired, the girls here get lame after a while," Jr said. 

"I'll never get tired of girls," Jackson mumbled and looked away. 

"Come on, let's go," JB said. We followed him out and got on our scooters. 

"Wait," Jackson stopped us. We looked at him."Where are we going now?"  

"We're never gone to Mark hyung's house," Bambam said. Uh-oh. A bunch of "yeahs" filled the street. 

"Let's go to Mark's house then," JB said. 

"No!" I said quickly. They whipped their heads towards me. 

"Why not?" Bambam questioned quickly. Smart . 

"B-because. It's not, clean," I saved. They scoffed. 

"So? It's not like ANY of our house are clean," Bambam then fired back. Bambam cocked his head. "Is there something your hiding?" Everyone looked at me. I gulped. 

*Ring* *Ring*

"Oh, I think that's my phone," JB answered it. "Yeah, ok, uh-huh, we'll be there," He ended his call. 

"Who was it, hyung?" Yugyeom asked. 

"Youngjae, he said to meet up with him," JB said. We drove away on our scooters. I sighed while driving, Youngae sure did save me. His house isn't far from here, so we arived quickly. We set down our scooters and went inside. His house looked nice and neat. 

"IN HERE!" Youngjae called out. We followed his voice. As we opened his door, it was like a geek lab. Computers, monitors, set up all over. He is the brains, he finds out all the info. "Annyeong," He said. We sat on his bed. "Bad news and good news. We have some info on Number One." Number One, like, the gang? The top gang. 

"What is it?" I asked.

"Which news do you want first? Good or bad?" Youngjae asked.

"Let's have good first," JB said. 

"Well, the good news is that they are curently not fighting anymore. No news of them stealing, fighting, ambushing, or causing any ruckus has surfaced." He said.

"So, what's the bad news?" Jackson asked, obviously confused.

"The bad news is, they're never this quiet. That means, they're planning something, and I don't know what. They may be planning something big." Youngjae said. . "They could also be looking after, us," He added. , that means they could find Dayeon. 

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CHAPTER TWO, DOWN. WOO! Aha, well, I hope this chapter isn't boring or anything. Ehehe, sorry for any typos, too lazy to look back. 

Okie, bye now~ ^^