Jimin's POV

"So, hunny. Are you excited to go to your new school?" My Mom asked.

"No. Not really, eomma," I sighed, picking at the food on my plate.

"Who know's, you might be able to find a cute boy," she smirked. "And stop playing with your food please. It's not a toy."

"Eomma, What boy would like me?" I said, rolling my eyes.

"Many boys, sweetie. Dad likes you, grandpa likes you, your uncles and cousins like you, our dog likes you," she started listing off all the boys who like me.

"Yah, Mom. I'm going to start a relationship with a dog. And of course they like me! They're forced to," I said, crossing my arms and leaning back in my chair.

"You'll at least make friends, right? You need to make friends, Jim," she told me.

"Okay, okay. I'll try to make friends. But if no one likes me, don't blame me," I warned her.

"Okay," She sighed, starting to take the plates to wash them. "Go take a shower and sleep early. Tomorrow's a big day."

"Yes, eomma," I said in a low tone, before heading upstairs to my room.

Tomorrow's a big day.

-

"Get out of this school you loser. No one likes you. You're lame. You smell bad. You're ugly. You're short. Heck, even the principal would like it if you were gone...."

"Wha!" I yelled, scared of my obnoxious alarm. "Huff, it was just a dream."

I looked at the ceiling and I realized how awful this day will be. My bed was comfy. I didn't really want to move. I just wanted to look at my grey painted walls and fall back asleep. But, I decided not to be my lazy self and get ready. I wore my ripped skinny jeans, a baby blue sweatshirt, and black converse. I styled my pink hair so it looks like there's a heart type shape on my forehead, did my makeup, and went downstairs to eat. I had a small fruit explosion muffin and a glass of milk. I said goodbye to my mom and dog before I headed out the door with my backpack.

Today's going to be a long day.

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As I walked my way to the new school, I realized I had no idea where I was going. I saw a boy who looked as if he was going to school, so I thought I'd ask.

"Hello? Do you know where Bangtang High is?" I asked the boy.

"Who the hell are you- i mean... yeah I'm heading there right now," he replied.

"Oh, okay. I'll just follow you then," I smiled.

"Uh, no you won't," he said stopping in His tracks.

"Why?" I asked, pouting.

"Who do you think you are? Get out!" He yelled, pushing me back. "Jungkook! Open your car door!" He called, stepping into the said car.

"Well, looks like I just ran into the schools bad boy," I mumbled before walking down the path I was on, hoping I wouldn't have to make a decision to turn.

"Shit," I said, looking at all three detections.
"What now?"

-

Finally, I made it to school. I was late, but at least I made it right?

"Okay, clas- Who are you? You're late," the teacher said to me.

"I-Uh... I'm sorry, sir. I'm new here. And I got lost on my way to school. It won't happen again. I promise," I said quickly.

"Okay, then. I'm Mr. Jeon. Introduce yourself to the class please," he said.

"O-Okay. Hello, class. I'm Jimin. Park Jimin in fact. Uh- I hope i can make many friends and that y'all take care of me. Thank you," I said before turning my head towards him. There were girls and some guys Oooing and awing over me.

"Well, good morning, Park Jimin. Now, I may ask you to take a seat beside Kim Taehyung. Taehyung, raise your hand please!" The teacher called.

I looked around for the hand. My eyes met with the boy who made me late for this class. Kim Taehyung is his name.

As I made my way to the desk next, I got weird stares and there were people whispering. I shook it off and sat next to the boy.

"So, back to the lesson!" Mr. Jeon said.

(A/N. So this is the first chapter or whatever you call it. It was probably boring but Y'know Whatever)