youngjae.
i receive a text.
a quiet little ping.
i get annoyed at it,
until i find the name
of my saving grace
sprawled across the five inch
screen. yeah. sure.
right as i ask for a hall pass.
jinyoung texts me.
where were you at the party last night?
i told you to go. i got you in to bambam's party.
do you know how exclusive that is? do you know
who's dick i had to suck to get in?
don't even ask. because you already know
jackson wang was wanting to get a quick piece of ass.
you stupid bitch. don't bother hanging out with me.
i'll see to it that you get fucking flame blasted at every school you go to.
is he really that dumb?
