Always there | Cheng X Reader | A Karate kid fanfic

Chapter 3: Lunchtime Quarrel

Previously...

As the excitement from the fight dulled down, we all left the courtyard as well.

"Well, if we had any doubt before, it's gone now," I chirped as we all made our way back to Liang's house.

"Yeah, she definitely hates us," Xiang said. We all turned and stared at Cheng, who was staring moodily ahead.

When he noticed our stares, he blinked. "Why are you all staring at me?" The other six exchanged glances before I finally spoke up for them.

"Don't worry about today, Cheng," I said reassuringly, slinging my arm over my best friend's shoulders. "I'm sure Meiying will get over it eventually. I mean, all you gave that kid was a black eye, right?" The others joined in, throwing in their own two cents. Cheng smiled at our attempts at cheering him up.

"Thanks, guys"

~First Person P.O.V~

Dre Parker had been in China for less than a whole day, and he already hated the country. First, he was beaten up within hours of his arrival in the foreign nation; then his mother failed to receive the notice that students only wore their uniforms on uniform day—and to top it all off, Beijing High School was huge.

Schedule in hand, Dre wandered silently through the halls, eyes flashing from door to door in search of his first-class. Noticing from the clock on the wall that he only had a few minutes to get to his class, he slapped a hand to his forehead in frustration, muttering, "Argh! I hate new schools!"

"Don't you know we only wear our uniforms on uniform day?" A giggle suddenly echoed from behind him and a slim wrist popped over his shoulder, snatching his schedule out of his hand deftly. Whirling around, Dre came face to face with me who was wearing cozy sweatpants and a t-shirt. My eyes glittered playfully as I looked over his schedule with a sly smirk on my lips

Dre tensed, a snappy remark frozen on his tongue. He recognized me and my impish looks

I glanced up at him, amused with his silence. "Lost, Parker?"

"My name's Dre!" Dre snapped, balling up his fists defensively. "Why're you even talking to me? You're friends with that guy who gave me this!" Angrily, he gestured to his eye, which was badly covered up with his mother's concealer

I chuckled and handed his schedule back. "Yeah, Cheng has a mean hook" I held out a hand and smiled innocently—almost too innocently. "I am Y/n. Nice to meet you"

Cautiously, Dre took my hand and shook it.

I didn't flip him over my shoulder or suddenly put him in a headlock or anything, and as soon as I released his hand, he snatched it back, still eyeing me suspiciously.

"I saw you have Miss Li's class," I said cheerfully, my eyes crinkling into crescents when I grinned. "Go down this hall, turn right, and three doors down"

Dre narrowed his eyes. "Why are you helping me?"

"Cheng was mean yesterday. I be nice to make up," I replied innocently. My eyes flickered to the clock in the hall. "Better go if you don't want to be late. See you later, Parker" Without another word, I turned and flitted down the hall and through a door on the left

Deciding he didn't really have any other choices, Dre tightened his fist on his paper and dashed down the hall in the direction I had told him to go

Meanwhile, Cheng looked up when I slipped into my seat beside him just as the late bell rang in the hall. There was a proud, smug smirk on my face, and my eyes danced with laughter