[CONTENTID1] Unofficial Boyfriend  [/CONTENTID1]

[CONTENTID2] Chapter Six [/CONTENTID2]

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Hi! *waves violently*

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            I was nobody. Haeyeon was right. No one would care about me because I was the third wheel, the third-party. If they broke up, people would think that I caused it. I sighed as I looked through the window of my car. It was a rainy morning so I decided to drive my own grey Porsche Boxster, and I was currently stuck in a traffic jam.

             I checked my Baby-G watch and its seven thirty already. Crap! My classes would start at eight. The cars ahead were moving while the car in the front wasn’t; flattened tire. I continuously honked my horn before swerving to the left. I didn’t want to be late on my Lit class because my professor was very strict and it was also my favorite period.

            I arrived at school when the bell rang. Just in time. I hurriedly ran towards our classroom and sat on my chair. “Good morning, Taengoo.” I smiled at Hyoyeon. She would always greet me every morning when I arrived. After our professor checked our attendance, I asked his permission to go to the bathroom.

            Haeyeon and I bumped when I opened the bathroom door. She was wearing a white V-neck blouse with a cream cardigan, mini skirt and cream-colored high heels. She was definitely pretty. But why did she always look like she was going to a party? “Watch it!”

            “Sorry.” I mumbled. She rolled her eyes on me and she pushed me a little before going out. B****! My subconscious was furious. She was holding a knife which magically appeared out of nowhere, stabbing the air like it was Haeyeon. I went inside the stall to pee and sighed. Why did we become like this? We used to play together and laugh together. I somehow missed her…

            After flushing, I went out the stall to wash my hands. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. Junsu told me that I was beautiful even if I wasn’t wearing any makeup. I didn’t need to put on make-up, right? I tried to wink but failed. I should ask Sunny to teach me… how to dougie.

            I headed to the door and noticed that it was locked. What the hell?! Who would think of putting the lock outside?! That was really stupid. “Help!” I shouted, hoping that someone would pass by and open the door. “Ya!” Oh good lord. Who would lock the …

            Holy s**t.

             KIM HAEYEON!

            YOU’RE A BACKSTABBING

            SELFISH

            B*!

            “I hate you!” I screamed before kicking the door.

            I eventually missed my Literature class. A freshman named Jisook helped me. I thanked her sincerely before going to my next class.

            I entered the room with a heavy heart. We swore to our parents once that we wouldn’t do anything to hurt each other but she crossed the line! This wasn’t a normal fight anymore! This was World War III! She would feel the wrath of Kim Taeyeon!

            “What happened to you? Professor Woo was looking for you. He was really disappointed because he thought that you cut his class.” Hyoyeon said, shocked that I was soaking with sweat. “A backstabbing selfish brat locked me inside the bathroom.” I hissed, outraged.

            “I wonder who would do such a thing.” That was Haeyeon. She was checking her newly manicured nails when she said that. That was it! I jumped on her and I started pulling her hair until it came off. She was wearing a wig?! No wonder she had a huge forehead…

            …

            …

            …

            Unfortunately, I wasn’t Lindsay Lohan and she wasn’t Rachel McAdams either. “What are you looking at?” Haeyeon said, cutting in. I blinked at her. I almost thought that it was real. I would like to see her bald head. “You are wondering who would do such a thing. Well, that’s a shocker. Why don’t you face a mirror and ask yourself?” Everyone gasped including herself.

            “You are so mean, Taeyeon.” She was playing innocent. She could win an Oscar.

            “Oh! Am I?”

            “Why are you doing this to me?”

            “Well… because you are Kim Haeyeon, head of the student body, dates the captain of the soccer team, constant honor student … people should really know that beneath that pretty angelic face of yours is a selfish backstabbing brat! I mean? Who would lock her own SISTER in the bathroom?!”

            “Watch your mouth, sister! I didn’t lock the door!” she retorted.

            “Then who did?! You’re the last person who left!”

            “What’s happening here?” Junsu asked who just entered the room with Yoochun. The Barbie dolls were behind them. They were stunning as usual.

            “Your girlfriend and Taeyeon are fighting. They’re arguing about the bathroom.” Yunho said.

            “Jessica and I almost got locked up in the bathroom too. The janitor said that it was broken.” Tiffany said while fixing her skirt. Everyone looked at me, shaking their head and some were whispering. Oh crap. This was embarrassing. “I think you should apologize to me.” Haeyeon said, smirking.

            I couldn’t do it. I just told everyone how selfish she was. I hated this day! I should’ve shut my mouth. At this moment, I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me alive. “Couldn’t do it, huh? You’re embarrassed.” My sister stood up and she crossed her arms across her chest. “See everyone? Taeyeon is trying to ruin my reputation.”

            I was about to leave the room when Tiffany spoke again, “But he told us that it wasn’t broken in the morning. He wondered who broke it.” I turned to see Haeyeon gaping at Tiffany. What a liar! How could she?! “Did I hear it right? It wasn’t broken? Do you want to lie again in front of everybody?” I said after facing her. Her face was pale and her eyes were teary. I looked at Junsu who was now beside her, comforting her. This was a joke, right? My heart was shattered into pieces like a broken glass. He chose her again... instead of me.

            “What is happening? Why is Haeyeon crying?” Professor Hwang asked as he entered the room. I returned to my seat, still shocked and hurt.  “Are you okay?” Sunny mouthed. I looked at her then to Hyoyeon and nodded. I wasn’t really okay. He loved and cared for her. I saw it. The way he comforted her awhile ago, the way he wiped her tears, the way he calmed her down… it was love. Who was I kidding? We were over…

            “Taeyeon?” Everyone looked at me and I didn’t know why. “Are you even listening?” Mr. Hwang’s voice was authoritative. I shook my head. Oh crap. What was he talking about? I wasn’t able to catch up. “Please stand, Kim Taeyeon.”

            I slowly stood up and waited for him to speak. “What is a set?”

            “Set…err…” I mumbled as I scratched my head. What was it? I looked around, trying to get some answers from my friends but their faces were all blank. “Taeyeon…” Changmin whispered behind my back. I took a deep breath. “Set is a well defined collection of distinct objects, sir.” Mr. Hwang nodded and told me to sit. I sighed and thanked Changmin for saving my . He was truly a genius. I should remember not to phase out in Mr. Hwang’s class.

            After fifteen minutes, the bell rang and students immediately left the room to go to Tartarus. I sighed and hit my head on my desk. I told my friends to go first and I would follow. “Do you want me to help you?” someone asked across the room. I looked up and pouted. Jaejoong was leaning on the door, smirking at me. He was wearing a white and black cardigan with white long sleeves inside, first three buttons were ed. He paired it with tattered jeans and black boots. “Sooyoung told me that you’re still here so I came…”

            He was so white! “I was just…”

            “You’re just what… whacking your head? Do you want to damage your head?”

            “Yes.” I replied before hitting my head again on my desk. I heard footsteps then a hand pulled me to stand.

            “So stubborn… let’s go and eat. I’m famished.” He said before dragging me, holding my hand.

            WHAT?!

            WE WERE HOLDING HANDS!

            OH MY GOSH!

            MY SUBCONCIOUS WAS SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW. SHE WAS DANCING AND GRINDING LIKE A SL*T!

            He was still dragging me towards our table. My friends were surprised to see us holding hands. I felt my cheeks burning. They were all smiling and giggling when we sat down. “I told you it would work...” Sooyoung said to Hyoyeon. So this was her plan, that food freak. I gazed at the Elites table and Junsu wasn’t there. I wondered where he went.

            “What do you want to eat?” Jaejoong asked while poking my right cheek.

            “Nothing…”

            “You should eat. Do you want to faint again?” Hyoyeon joined in.

            “Do you want teeny tiny monsters to eat your intestine?” That was Sunny and her big mouth.

            “Do you want to…?”

            “Enough everyone!” What was wrong with them?!

            “So what do you want?” Jaejoong asked again.

            I sighed. “I want my usual, please.” Jaejoong nodded and stood up. I was going to protest when he stopped me and told me to stay. I looked at Yoona and Hyoyeon and they just… shrugged. What was he doing? Was he trying to… oh my god.

            “Hi!” A sweet but very loud voice greeted us. What was she doing here? Was she lost? I glared at Sunny. “Hello! What are you doing here, Tiffany?” Sunny asked. Damn! I had to admit that Tiffany looked so pretty with her black straight hair. It suited her very well. No wonder Nichkhun liked her. “I just want to sit with you guys. Nichkhun said that your group is really nice.”

            “Really? Are you close now?” Yoona asked. Tiffany nodded as she sat beside Sunny. “I think we should never judge someone based on their appearance. Nichkhun was really nice to me. He saved me from a bug. He was my hero,” she said dreamily. She was right. We shouldn’t judge someone based on their appearance, like Haeyeon. She looked so pretty in the outside but she was really ugly in the inside. I tried copying Tiffany’s eye-smile but Yoona said that I looked weird with it so I stopped.

            Jaejoong returned with a tray of food. He sat beside me and I thanked him sincerely. I wondered what was this all about… “Hi!” a familiar constipated voice greeted us. What were they doing here? Did I look like Haeyeon to them?! Were they trying to piss me off?

            “What are you doing here?” I asked bluntly. Jessica forced herself to sit between Jaejoong and me. Her perfume was killing me. It was so sweet that I wanted to puke or something and I wasn’t eating yet. “I don’t know. Maybe I want to sit with bunch of losers for awhile…”

            “Do you want me to stuff your mouth with cucumbers?!” Hyoyeon exclaimed. I heard from Hyo that she waited Jessica for two hours in the park last Saturday. She even blamed Hyoyeon for waiting for her. “I’m sorry. I was just joking.”

             We were laughing about Yoochun’s joke when Haeyeon came