"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-