Chapter 2 *An Old Friend (1/1)

I was shocked by the boy’s actions towards me. What the hell was his problem? I felt him glaring at me the whole entire class period! I swear he was trying to burn a hole into my head with his glare! I noticed the way he gripped onto the table tightly as if restraining himself. Maybe he was a psychopath or some serial rapist or whatever but he was just weird; not to mention that his eyes were as black as…as…a crow.                The minute the bell rang he jumped out of his seat and went out the door. I left the classroom and went to my assigned locker to get my math text books. One of the boys from my Science class came up to me. “Hey, you’re Sandara, right?” He grinned.                “Dara…just Dara.”                Damn, how many fucking times must I tell everyone to call me Dara? Sheesh! These people! I guess this is what you get when you live in a very small town called Spoons. Who in hell would name a town Spoons? It must’ve been a really weird guy who liked eating utensils just like the guy who named a town Forks. “So, did you like stab Kwon with a pencil or something?” The boy asked.                “Uh…no. Is he normally like that?”                “Nope. Kwon is a weird guy. He’s bad news.”                “Is he…I don’t know…mentally unstable?”                The boy laughed. I didn’t find this a joking matter! If that Kwon guy was mentally unstable I was going to get the fuck out of this school! I didn’t want to die! What if he lost it and brought a gun and shot everyone dead. Since he already hated me, he’d probably come after me first! “You’re pretty funny. My name is Lee Donghae—“                “Hi, I’m Ahn Sohee! So, like, you’re new here, right?” A short little girl with flowing curls appeared next to us.                Her pink outfit was fucking hurting my eyes, man! She was too cute for my taste. She flashed Donghae a really big smile and then made a not so sincere smile at me. “So, you’re, like, Jaejoong’s step sister, right?”                “Yes…yes, I am.”                “I see. Anyway, like, what is your next class?”                “Umm…math?”                “Oh, me, too! Let me see your schedule!”                She snatched my schedule away from me. I guess this chick had no respect for personal space. It was also pretty irritating that she kept saying “like” in every damn sentence. I just wanted to tell her, “Like, can you, like, shut the hell, like, up?” Of course, I didn’t actually say that because that would be rude. “Oh, you have Mrs. Blah Blah! Me, too!”                She pulled me to the classroom. Donghae waved at us as we left. I was just kind of dragging my ass as Sohee tried to tug me through the hallway to the math classroom. Math was never my strong point and most definitely not my favorite subject. In short, I hated math and wished that it would die. Period. “Hello, dear. You must be Sandara, the new student.”                I swear if someone calls me Sandara again, I gonna punch them in the face! This teacher was the third person that I had to correct! It wasn’t like I didn’t like the name Sandara but I just preferred to be called Dara! Was that so hard to do? Work with me here, people! “Uh…you can call me Dara…”                “Sure, sweetie. Please, take a seat in the back.”                I nodded and walked to the back of the classroom. Everyone was staring at me as I made my way to me desk. Once I sat down, I realized the desk was very far from the front and I couldn’t hear what the teacher was saying. Once again, it  was like listening to adults talk in Charlie Brown. “So, you do this and blah blah blah numbers blah blah blah math blah blah.” That was all I heard from the teacher.                I attempted to take notes but I gave up and started drawing random stuff on my notebook. Math was boring and you really only needed addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division! The rest was only if you were going to be an architect or some fancy scientists. I think I could survive off of knowing those four basic math stuff. “Dara, what is the answer for number six?”                Oh, shit… “Uh…three?”                “Yes, that’s correct! Good job!”                I restrained myself from pumping my fist in the air. I didn’t even know the question and I still go the answer correct. Hell yeah! It just shows that I’m so damn awesome. When in doubt choose the number three. Three is a magic number! It’s like when taking a test, if you don’t know the answer, choose C. You would get the answer correct almost ten percent of the time! I think that’s good…right?                The class went on with me nearly falling asleep in class. The teacher Mrs. Blah Blah was so boring. Once the bell rang, I was like that Kwon kid and jumped right out of my seat and left the class as quickly as possible. “Hey, you should eat lunch with us.” Sohee offered.                “Um…sure?”                She led us to the cafeteria where she introduced me to other students. I recognized Donghae and Wooyoung. They smiled as I sat down with my lunch tray. “Hey, Dara! I’m Yoona.”                “Nice to meet you.”                She smiled warmly at me. I picked at the food on my tray, well mostly the bread since the rest looked like toxic waste. I swear, the food looked like it could move on its own. It sort of looked like a combination of dog food and cow shit. The bell rang and it was time to go back to classes.                The day went by slowly. I couldn’t stop thinking about that Kwon guy and the way he looked at me. It wasn’t like I was thinking about him because I liked him but because he just seemed so weird. I wasn’t used to people hating me. I had to find out what his problem was with me other than him being mental.                I got home just in time to see Jaejoong happily chatting with some other guy. He had his hair in braids and wore a bandana around his head. He looked familiar but I couldn’t figure out how. “Dara! You’re home!” Jaejoong smiled happily.                “Hey, Jae! So, who’s your friend?”                “I’m hurt you don’t remember me.” The guy pouted.                “I’m sorry?”                “Don’t you remember me? It’s me! Dong Yongbae!”                I waited for his name to ring a bell. It took a while. I kind of just stood there, staring off into space, pondering if I really did know this guy. Dong Yongbae…? And then that’s when it hit me. “Ouch! Jae, what the hell?!” Jaejoong threw a rock at my head since I was taking so long to respond to Yongbae.                “Sorry, are you sure you don’t remember Yongbae?”                “Well, I was trying to when you hit me with a stupid rock!”                “Okay, okay, geez, I’m sorry. It looks like someone is PMSing….” He muttered.                “I heard that! And I think I actually do remember you, Yongbae. We used to play together when we were kids, right?”                “Yeah! Now, you remember! Thank God! I really thought you forgot about me.”                “I’m sorry. My brain is somewhere else at the moment.”                Yongbae stepped closer to me and tapped my forehead with his knuckles. He chuckled and tapped my head again. “Yup! Hollow as a long, as always!”                “Yah!” I slapped his arm.                “I’m just kidding. So, you’re going to Spoons High, huh?”                “Yeah…why don’t you go there?”                “Oh, I get homeschooled and stuff.”                “That’s too bad. It would be nice to have a good friend around.” I sighed.                “Well, you’re welcome to visit the res anytime you want, Dara. Or you can just call me up and we can hand out like old times.”                “Yeah, that sounds great! Give me your phone number.”~*~Meanwhile…                So, here I was, sitting in the forest, alone, trying to shake the girl’s scent off my mind. I spent a week away from home and school. I think I ate five deer, six rabbits, and one bear already but it still wasn’t enough. I drank so much blood that I felt sick. Never in my life have I drunk that much blood before, to the point where I felt like I was going to explode like a water balloon. Someone sat next to me on the log I was currently resting against. You know you can’t hide out here forever, Jiyong. Chaerin’s voice popped into my head.                “I can do whatever the hell I want!”                “Come on, Jiyong! She’s just a girl! Man up and grow some balls for Christ’s sake!”                “It’s not as easy as you think, Chae! Her scent is AMAZING! You would understand if you got a whiff of her. Oh, man, I thought I was going to snap.”                “Well, considering you killed a bunch of helpless little animals, I’m sure you’ll be fine next week. You know, you might want to clean this up…”                She looked at the dead animals scattered on the forest floor. I grimaced. It wasn’t my fault that the girl’s scent drove me mad! Instead of it actually stimulating my male hormones, it made me crave her blood…her warm, sweet, amazing blood. Oh, hell…I groaned, imagining the taste of her blood and having it trickle down m throat. “Are you fantasizing about her?” Chaerin looked at me in disgust.                “I can’t help it. She just smells that damn good.”                “You’re not thinking dirty thoughts right now, are you?”                “Nah…nothing like those fucking irritating perverts in school…”                “In that case, control your vampire hormones. We don’t want to make a mess and have to leave AGAIN.” She glared at me.                “Why do you look at me like it’s my fault?! I wasn’t responsible for the reason why we left last time! It was Seungri’s fault for going into the sunlight during school hours!”                “Yah! Don’t blame my man!”                “Pfft! Some man! Are you aware that your ‘man’ still sleeps with a nightlight and a teddy bear?”                “Shut up! It’s because he’s afraid of the dark! Don’t judge him!”                “I’m not! I’m just telling you the truth! Seriously, what kind of vampire sleeps with a night light and a teddy bear?”                “Yah, he doesn’t only sleep with a teddy bear and his night light. I sleep with him, too.” She muttered.                “Oh, well that explains the loud banging noises and moaning and groaning coming from his room at night. Try to tone it down, will you? You’re going to wake up the whole town of Spoons.”                She flashed her fangs at me and snarled. I didn’t flinch. It wasn’t like I found this intimidating in any way. I grinned and pushed her a little more. “You know, there are people who don’t like hearing other people’s ‘business’. I’m one of those people. So, try to keep the volume down the next time you two fuck each other’s brains out?”                “Fuck you, Jiyong! You’re such an asshole! Here I was trying to help you be less of a coward and—“                “I am not a coward! I’m the GREAT and AWESOME Kwon Jiyong!” I jumped off the log, placed my hands on my hips, and puffed my chest out like a super hero.                “Yeah…if you were so ‘great’ and ‘awesome’ as you claim, you would go back to school next week and control yourself. Find something called willpower.”                “Sure, sure…”                “I better get going. Seungri is probably looking for me by now. Seriously, Jiyong, if you’re not back in school next week, I will find you and kick your ass personally.”                “Whatever…go home to your so called ‘man’.”                She flipped me off and disappeared. I pouted as I sat down on the log. I pondered whether if I should really go back to school next week. I knew that Top hyung and Bom noona were going to eat me alive if I skipped…Top hyung and Bom noona were both equally scary…especially Bom…I shuddered at the thought of having to deal with her beatings.                I sighed and stood up from log to dispose of the animal bodies. I worked up my confidence as I went back to my house. I kept telling myself that I could fight off my thirst and I could control myself around the girl. Yes, I could do this! After all, I was the GREAT and AWESOME Kwon Jiyong. I wouldn’t let some girl make me feel like a coward for running away. “KWON JIYONG, GET YOUR ASS IN THE KITCHEN!” Those were the first words I heard from Bom noona.                “Yes, noona?”                She glared at me and then attacked. I screamed but everyone else just walked away. Seungri and Chaerin were holding back smirks and Minzy and Daesung were acting as if nothing was happening. Top hyung just let Bom noona do here thing. I was on the floor, curled into a ball, taking the beatings from Bom noona. “Ahh! Noona—what did i—ouch—do—ouch! Why—ouch—are you—ouch—hitting me—OUCH!”                “You’re such a dumb ass, Kwon Jiyong! Do you know how worried we were when you were missing for a week?! What the hell is wrong with you?!”                “There this girl…”                “Of course! There’s always a girl involved! Suck it up! Endure it! If you run away again, will kick your sorry ass all the way to China!”                I pouted and nodded. “Y-yes, noona.”                “Good boy.”                She got off of me and left with Top hyung. I picked myself off the floor and brushed myself off. Seungri came into the kitchen smirking. “What are you smirking at, rat?”                “I didn’t you had such a girlie scream, hyung.”                “Shut up! Go jump in a ditch!”                “You don’t have to be so harsh, hyung. Damn, I know it’s the time of the month but please spare us. Not all of us can take you PMSing like a bitch, you know?”                I growled. “Go fuck yourself.”                “Nah, I have Chaerin for that.” He shrugged and left the kitchen. _____________________________________________________________________So, short little chap here. I meant to upload yesterday but my comp was being stupid...yes, i blame it on my comp.This chap wasn't that funny... >_< sowwy. I'm still sick and feel like i'm dying so i'm brain isn't functioning. (Curse you stupid brain!)Anyway, please comment and subscribe! XD THANK YOU!!!!I'll try to upload sometime tonight...if i don't die before then.... :P