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Jang-Mi sat up in her seat when she felt something hit the back of her head. She spun around, a glare already on her face as she met the innocent smile of one of her friends.
Jimin pointed towards the floor, and Jang-Mi saw a note laid there. She rolled her eyes and grabbed it, unrolling in in her palms.
JJ, eo zou xant uo ho uo uhe qark bfter tchool?
She turned around a shrugged, only to swim back around when the teacher yanked the note out of her hands.
"Should I ready this to the class?" The grumpy woman asked.
Jang-Mi raised an eyebrow. "No offence Miss, but I'd like to see you try."
The teacher narrowed her eyes at the note, tossing it in the bin with a huff. She continued the lesson, and Jang-Mi smirked.
Of course she knew what the note said; JJ, do you want to go to the park after school? The code was simple, and made up by all of them for this exact reason.
By the end of the class, Jang-Mi left without waiting up for Jimin. His locker was right next to hers anyway, it wasn't like she could escape him.
"Yah, JJ! Why're you leaving me?!"
Speak of the devil and he's bound to appear.
"I'm not. It's not like I can go anywhere without one of you knowing." She replied with a shrug, her hands in the blazer pockets.
Jimin rolled his eyes, easily falling into step beside her until they got to their lockers.
Like every time she opened it, Jang-Mi smiled a little at her lockers inside. Many pictures of her friends were printed and stuck up, most of which she took.
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Jimin saw her staring at them and grinned, nudging her.
"Awe, JJ loves us." He teased.
She rolled her eyes, quickly sorting out her books and closing the door. "You know I do. But I also hate you."
He pouted, only for the conversation to be interrupted.
"Your Hope has arrived!"
JJ raised her eyebrow at Hoseok, only to have him pet her hair with a grin. She sighed, understanding that it was simply the way he was, and in all honesty, she wouldn't change him.
Taehyung suddenly popped up, grinning. His blazer sagged off his shoulders pathetically- he hadn't filled out yet.
"I hate chemmmmiiiisttrrrrrryyyy!" A loud voice yelled, adding to the commotion.
Jin was swinging his arms around, his blazer buttons coming undone from their neat hold. Yoongi contrasting greatly as he was wearing his uniform in an extremely messy fashion.
Namjoon jogged up behind them, his uniform in a state that was a mixture of the two. He was towering over the others, as he'd recently got a huge growth spurt.
After Namjoon got there, they started walking outside. Jungkook joined them soon enough, walking beside Jimin. The taller boy grinned down at him.
"Yah, hyung. Stop. We all know one day I'll be taller than you." Jungkook complained, swatting away his hyungs hands.
"You keep dreaming Kookie." Jimin shrugged, and they continued.
They made it to the old park, the one they'd been going to since they were children.
"Okay, how's everyone's day been?" Namjoon asked as they all sat under a tree.
"Shiiiiit." Jin spat. He had the mouth of a sailor, that teen. "I hate chemistry."
"We know that." Jang-Mi grinned. "What made you especially hate it today?"
"The teacher is so horrible to me." Jin said, huffing.
"That teacher can suck my dick." Yoongi rolled his eyes, agreeing with the horrible bit.
"Hyung..." Namjoon started, but decided not to say anything in the end. It wasn't worth the oxygen.
"Anywayyyyy," Jang-Mi drawled. "I've got a solo in the next dance performance."
She was so nonchalant about it, but all seven spun their heads to her.
"You're fucking joking!" Jin screeched, kneeling beside her. She grinned as the others let out similar exclamations.
"Nope. I got offered it today."
The boys started yelling, Jimin racing about with Taehyung running after him.
"Our baby's gonna be a star!" Hoseok screamed to the empty park, laughing like a maniac afterwards.
"I'm so proud." Yoongi deadpanned, koala-ing to her back. She giggled as Namjoon started doing his weird, awkward-teen, noodle dance.
"Oh my god, guys. What would I do without you?"
"Be a boring, grumpy, teenager!" Jungkook cackled, and Jang-Mi rolled her eyes.
