a Zelo, a School, a Room, (1/1)

Chapter Twelvea Zelo, a School, a Room, and Four Girls   Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring..."Turn it off," I moaned, rolling around in my bed. I reached over, expecting to hit the alarm clock, but no. I hit something else, that felt like flesh. My eyes popped open and I slowly looked to my right. Zelo... With his shirt . . . off?!I squealed and sat up in bed, my back flat against the wall. What am I doing? Why aren't I pushing him off? Oh my goodness, was he here all night? Why is he here? Did I forget? I didn't kick him out?"Keep it down," he groaned as he spread out against my sheets.I shivered at the sudden thought I had. Zelo's bare body rubbing against my sheets and blankets! No, no, no, no, no! Or . . . yes . . . ?NO!I shook my head, trying to get the thought out of my mind before I went crazy. "No, no, no, no, no," I mumbled to myself. "I said keep it down," he whined, his face planted into my pillow.I poked his back and I jerked away from him, the feeling of his hot skin still lingering on my figner. Oh my goodness, LaeJoon, you slept with the guy while he was shirtless, just poke him already. I pulled my sleeve over my hand and poked him once more, harder. "Yongguk hyung--" He opened his eyes and saw me staring at him, wide-eyed and mouth slightly open. After a few seconds, his sleepy brain wrapped around the situation and he screamed. I flew forward and put my hands over his mouth and we crashed down onto the floor, rolled in my sheets and blankets. "Shh," I hissed. "LaeJoon-ah?" Mom called from the bottom of the stairs. "Is everything alright?""Yeah, Mom. I just fell," I called back. "Okay." We waited until we could hear her footsteps become absolutely nothing and then I took my hand off of his mouth and we both let out a big breath of air. "Why am I in bed with you?" he asked, giving me a look like I was the one who did something. I raised both of my hands in defense. "Don't ask me since I wasn't the one who told you to come in here. I wanted you to leave, but NO, you said something about Yongguk-ssi's snores."He looked at the ground as he remembered what happened. "Oh, right. His . . . snores." He looked puzzled for a second, but then it seemed to click and he smiled and looked back up at me. "Well. thanks for letting me sleep in here. See you at school," he said, getting up and leaving. Why was he confused when I told him his excuse?I shook off the thought, thinking it was just my over imagination and got dressed into my uniform. I walked down stairs and sat down, prepared to eat. "What was all that noise?" Mom asked me. I shook my head. "I told you it was just me falling off of my bed. Nothing big." I looked around the table and saw everyone staring at me: Mom, Dad, B.A.P, KimMi and even DongKi. "I'm fine," I asssured and then I went back to eating my rice. "Aww, I'm out of rice," Jongup whined. "Sorry, sweetie, but we're out of rice right now. I need to go buy some later," Mom said to him. He pouted, looking at the empty bowl with a frown. I looked at him. "Want some of mine?" I asked him. He perked up and gave me a smile. "Are you sure?"I nodded. "Hmm." He grinned and leapt up from his seat on the floor and sat right next to me, forcing me to squish myself into KimMi's side. He grabbed my chopsticks and began eating my rice off of them. "Ya, I said you could have my rice, not my eating untensils," I told him, tapping his shoulder. He waved his hand, motioning for me to get over it. I frowned. "Ya, I need my chopsticks back."I could really just go get a new pair, but those were my favorite ones that I got from Grandma before she died and I love them. They're metal, but my grandfather had carved them special just for my grandmother when they were my age. He used to work with metal and things like that. She gave it to me before she died and said it was her most precious gift; besides giving birth to my mom. I know I probably shouldn't use the chopsticks, but I just started to about a month ago and I love them already. They seem to be built just for my hand, and I love them for that. "Shh," he said through a mouthful of food. "No, but--"Before I could finish off what I was saying, he shoved a mouthful of rice into my mouth, sliding the chopsticks out smoothly when it was completely in. He grinned at the sight of my cheeks pushed out from all of the rice. "You're so funny, LaeJoon-ah." He leaned forward and pinched my cheeks and chuckled. Then he had enough and he went back to eating.That was an indirect kiss. I technically just kissed Jongup. Oh. My. Gosh. Help me. I can not stand this anymore. I got up from the table, grabbed my backpack and announced I was going to school."But you still have to finish your kimchi. And your gim, what about your gim?" "Jongup can finish it," I hollered as I began to try and put on my shoes.I heard my mother get up. "But your lunch. I made you egg and your favorite cubed kimchi. I even added some pork."I walked passed her and grabbed the lunch and kissed her cheek. "Goodbye Mom, I love you." "We're having kimchi chogi tonight, okay?" she hollered as I closed the door. Okay, Mom, I thought. As I came to the edge of the drive, someone came out of the house and hollered after me. I looked back and saw Zelo. I've got to be honest and say that I groaned on the outside, but on the inside my heart beat so fast at the thought of being alone with him. What are you thinking, LaeJoon?!"What do you want?" I groaned. Play it cool, LaeJoon. Play it cool."Want to go to school together?" he asked, smiling brightly at me. I rolled my eyes and looked away, knowing my heart could only take so much. Going together to school would only brew up vicious rumors that would make my life worse than it already is. "No, we can't go to school," I stated. "I refuse to go to school with you. Everyone will only make assumptions and I'm sure that's something that both of us do not want." I continued to walk. I heard his footsteps against the gravel road and I turned around sharply, making him almost run into me. "Whoa," he said, his hands up. "You should warn a guy if you're going to stop so quickly like that.""Shut up. I think you forgot that you told me to forget.""I did tell you to forget, but you're obviously not forgetting. Just let it go, I don't think I was feeling well." He put his hand on his forehead and pretended to faint from illness. I smacked his arm and he snapped out of it, putting his hand over the spot I had hit him. "Stop, Zelo. I'm confused, so just don't bring it up.""I didn't. You did," he retorted. "Just be quiet," I groused, my face a plain grimace. "Don't put on such a face. Just forget it. I already have." He walked past me and I felt a little rejected. So, he does want me to forget about it? Then . . . HaHim was wrong? HaHim is almost never wrong. . . .I don't know why, but that made tears come up to my eyes and I had to swallow a lump in my throat. Get over it. He was nothing anyways. "Coming?" Zelo asked, poking his head back around the gate. I snapped out of my thoughts and forced a fake smile onto my face, but then it faltered. "No, we can't go to school together.""But why--?"I put my hand up in front of his face, making him stop. I had to extend my entire arm since I was so tiny and he was so tall. "I already told you. People would think something is going on between us and since you're a big star that everyone loves, people will hate me. And they'll think I know B.A.P," I explained. "But you do know B.A.P," he said, like Duh."I know that, but they shouldn't." I sighed, realizing he was hopeless. "Aigoo. You're hopeless."He snorted. "Come on," he said, dragging me out from the street by holding onto my wrist tightly. "Ya, let go! Let go!" I didn't want to be loud, but at the same time I was afraid he wouldn't hear me so I spoke up. "Look, there's no one here," he said as we broke through the little passageway to school and onto the parking lot. I thrust my free hand in front of my face so no one could see that it was me with Zelo. My goodness, Zelo. Please let go."I'm not letting go yet," he said as if he could hear my thoughts. "Zelo, just let--""Junhong-ah~" I knew that voice, that annoying, perky voice. And it belonged to HaNi."Junong-ah, why have you been ignoring my calls~?" Does she have to drag out every single sentence? Seriously. I guess it would be cute the first couple of times, but now it just made me want to punch her in the face.Oh my gosh. Am I . . . jealous?No, I refuse to be jealous. I am not jealous. I think. . . ."I missed you--" She stopped once she saw my figure, but she didn't know it was me since I hid my face with my light jacket I had put on earlier. "HaNi noona, I think you should go," Zelo told her, but she only pushed past him, disconnecting our hands. "Wait a minute. I know this jacket." She tore it out of my hand and it fell down, revealing my identity. I smiled awkwardly and waved. "Hi," I said quietly. "What are you doing here?!" she yelled, but then she turned to Zelo, predicting that I would not answer her question. "What is she doing here?!""We came to school together," Zelo said, putting his arm around my shoulders. "Zelo, don't--"He pinched my cheek, making me wince, but mostly from the sudden action, not from any pain. "She's my new friend. Cute, huh?" He smirked as we left, his arm still slung on my shoulders. "Junhong-ah~!" she screamed, stamping her little foot onto the pavement, her heel clicking on the cement. "Bye noona," he whispered, waving, but not looking back. I heard her squeal in frustration and I felt like I had won, but lost. He was using me, but at the same time I was glad to see her stupid face upset. "Zelo, you can let go now, she's gone," I told him after I looked back and saw that she wasn't there anymore."Huh?" He looked down at me and then cleared his throat and jumped back, making about a foot of distance between us. "Sorry," he mumbled under his breath. I saw a few people coming into the parking lot now and I ran away from him. "LaeJoon-ah!" he shouted, but I continued to run away, my heart beating faster than normal and I knew it wasn't from the run. I couldn't believe he was making me feel like this again. I finally found an empty classroom and suddenly the door slammed shut and I heard the tiny lock click as hairs on my arms began to raise. "Hello, LaeJoon-ssi," said a cold, eerie voice. I looked back and turned around slwoly, seeing HaNi with three girls behind her. Her friends?"H-hi," I said uncomfortably. "You know why we're here right?" HaNi asked, narrowing her eyes and her voice dripping with amusement. Her friends grinned evily to each other."N-no, I don't--""CUT THE CRAP!" HaNi shouted, kicking a chair down with her foot. HaNi had always been pretty, with wide eyes and pale skin and full, red lips. She never wore too much make-up, but it was just enough to flatter her no matter what angle you looked at and she didn't have any break outs on her face. But now . . . when she was angry, she was scary and it distorted her face in a way that made me want to look away. It just didn't look . . . right. . . ."What crap--?"They cut me off again. "Stop flirting with Zelo," one of them demanded. Her black hair was in thick, long pigtails on the side of her face and she had wide eyes, too, surrounded by a thick eyeliner. Her lips were not as full as HaNi's but still full enough. She had a petite frame and her skirt was hiked up two inches above the required length. Her legs were short, but slim and she licked a lollipop, making me think she just jumped straight out of an anime series. "Stop flirting . . . ? When was I flirting--?""Stop acting like a little child," the one next to the anime character said. She was taller than the anime character, the other girl, HaNi, and me, so she scared me a bit more. She was very pretty, too with dyed light brown hair and thick eyelashes. She looked plastic and it made me want to hide my face under a paper bag, although she still wasn't as pretty as HaNi, especially her figure. It was more like a 1 than an hour glass. . . ."Yeah, just leave everyone alone and go back to the place you came from," the third one said. She couldn't compare to the anime girl, the tall girl, and HaNi. She looked like she belonged in elementary school. Her figure wasn't even as full as a 1 and she looked like a line. A straight, tiny up and down line. Her eyes were smaller and she had tiny eyelashes. She had more of a tan and she looked even shorter than me. I wasn't afraid of her at all, really. . . ."You heard everyone's opinion. Go back!" Another chair was pushed over. "Go back? I'm from Seoul," I said quietly. "Don't act smart!" This time the chair was pushed over by the tall girl and the tiny one even fliched back a little. "You guys are being ridiculous, I don't know what you are trying to do, but it's stupid. Let me out, come on." I began to walk towards the door, but they blocked my way and put a chair under the door handle and covered the little window in the door, allowing no one to see in the room. "Just sit down and let it happen, LaeJoon-ssi." HaNi cackled, making her look so unattractive. Whatever.I sat down in a chair. "Go ahead. Do what you want." I leaned forward and pointed to HaNi, then the ainme girl, the the tall girl, then the tiny one. "Just. Try. It."They lunged at me.    Oh MY GOSH!!!!Anyway, thank you for subscribing and commenting! Please keep commenting, NO SILENT READERS. Thank you.I hope to update soon, but my algebra homework is piling up and I don't know if I can take it -.-Bye~:)