"So What's The Plan?" Tzuyu Asked Me As We Headed To Our Next Class.

"Well, I Have A Lot In Mind, Actually. So I'm Going To Ask You To Choose." I Grinned Evilly.

She Returned My Evil Grin And Asked, "So The Choices Are?"

"A.) We'll Give Her A Warning To Stay Away From Jungkook.

B.) We'll Give Her The Slow Torture.

C.) We'll Kill Her. So What Do You Think?" I Asked Her.

"Warn Her? Really, What Is This, Middle School?" She Scoffed.

"Who Said Anything About The Normal Warning? One Thing You Have To Learn About Me Is That I Maybe A Bitch But I'm A Bitch With Class. I Do My Revenge In Style." I Smirked.

"And By Style, You Mean?"

"I Have My Originality. When I Said That We'll Warn Her, That Means We'll Give Her Some Reason To Stay Away From Jungkook. We'll Use Something Against Her."

"Could You Explain This Plan To Me?" Tzuyu Asked, Looking Interested As We Sat On Our Seats.

But When I Was About To Open My Mouth, The Teacher Walked In. Tzuyu Looked At Me Expectantly, Waiting For Me To Explain Further.

"Why Don't You Go Over My House Tonight And I'll Tell You About The Plan?" I Suggested.

"Sounds Good To Me. I'll Be There At 7." She Smiled.

'Oh Yes, I Think I Just Got Myself A Good Friend.' I Thought As I Stared At Tzuyu While She Listened To The Teacher. If You're Wondering Where Jungkook Was, I Didn't Know Either. I Maybe A Stalker But I Had A Gut Feeling That I Really Shouldn't Know Where He Was Or I Was Going To Throw A Fit. Yes, I Think He's With The Whore Who Thought What She Wore Were Called Clothes When In Reality, They Were Rags That Showed Off Her Sagging Body.

The Day Was Uneventful. I Didn't Get To See Jungkook Anymore After The Incident At Lunch. I Went Straight Home With Dark Aura Clouding Me. I Wasn't Sulking, I Was Just In A Very Bad Mood And I Snapped At Everyone Who Talked To Me. Well, Everyone Except Dahyun. Dahyun's A Sister To Me. I Couldn't Be Mean To Her Without A Reason And Honestly, I Highly Respect Dahyun. I Admire Her A Lot.

I Walked Into My Bedroom And Lied Down My Bed. I Crossed My Arms Over My Chest As I Focused My Eyes On The Chandelier Hanging In The Ceiling. I Sighed Dejectedly. I Wasn't Usually A Mean Person, Some Even Say I Was Nice But Jungkook Made Me Feel Strange Things. Maybe That's What Love Does To People. I Seemed To Be Out Of Mind. He Made Me Do Things I Thought I Would Never Do, Things That I Hated. For One, I Didn't Like Public Schools, I Thought People There Are Low-Class And Social Climbers . But I Got Myself Enrolled In One For Jungkook. Well, I Was A Little Thankful Because I Wouldn't Have Met Tzuyu And Taehyung If I Didn't Get Enrolled In Jungkook's School.

A Knock In The Door Startled Me. "Come In!" I Yelled.

It Was Dahyun. She Looked Like She Was Deep In Thought.

"What's Wrong?" I Asked Her.

"It's Jungkook, Isn't It?"

"How Did You Know?" I Asked Curiously And Sat Up. I Gestured For Her To Seat On The Couch. She Sat On It And Stared At Me.

"I Told You I Know You And I Know Jungkook. I Know How He Would React When He Finds Out That You're In The Same School As Him."

I Sighed. "I Don't Want To Talk About It Right Now, Dahyun, Please?"

She Nodded. "I'm Always Here For You, Chaeyoung, Okay?"

I Smiled Gratefully At Her. Another Knock Was Heard And I Told The Person To Come In. It Was One Of My Servants, Telling Me That A Girl My Age Was Looking For Me. I Assumed It Was Tzuyu So I Told My Servant To Let Her In. Dahyun Told Me That She'll Leave Me With My Friend And Left.

After A Moment, Tzuyu Walked In, Looking Around With Awe In Her Eyes. I Let Her Look Around Then She Turned Her Attention To Me.

"Wow, Just Wow. You're Filthy Rich."

"No Need To Inform Me. Sit Here." I Smiled And Patted On My Bed.

She Sat Beside Me And Asked What The Plan Is.

"Well, First, We Need To Do Some Kind Of Prank On Her Then Find Something To Use As A Threat Against Her. We Would Tell Her To Back Off From Jungkook And If She Didn't, I Personally Make Sure That I'd Make Her Life A Living Hell. So Are You In?" I Smirked.

"Game On." She Grinned.

After Three Days, The Slut Who Was Trying To Steal Jungkook From Me Walked In My Room, Looking Hysterical And In Rage. She Was Dead Furious. I Chuckled When I Saw Her; She Was Holding An Envelope In Her One Hand While Her Other Hand's On Her Hip.

Dahyun Was Behind Her. "Sorry Chaeyoung, But We Couldn't Stop This Girl From Barging Inside The Mansion. She Kicked The Guards' Groins And Pushed The Other Maids That Dared To Stand In Her Way." Dahyun Apologized.

I Could Tell She Was Wondering What's Up With The Girl And Me. I Just Grinned At Dahyun.

"It's Okay, Dahyun. Tell The Guards That They Could Go To The Hospital If They Need To, I'll Pay For Their Hospitalization Fee. Anyway, You Can Leave Us Now, Dahyun."

Dahyun Looked Doubtful. "Are You Sure, Chaeyoung?"

I Nodded And Smiled.

As Soon As The Sound Of Dahyun's Footsteps Faded Away, The Slut Attacked Me By Pushing Me And Pulling My Hair. "You Bitch!" She Screamed And Slapped Me. But I Fought Back. I Slapped Her Hard On Her Left Cheek And Kicked Her Ribs. She Was About To Slap Me Back But I Punched Her Nose. She Stumbled Back And Fell On The Floor. I Stood Beside Her And Stared As Blood Came Running Out From Her Nose. I Chuckled.

"Don't Try Me, Slut."

She Glared At Me, Her Hand Covered Her Nose.

"I Assume You Received The Video?" I Asked, Smiling Angelically.

The Day After Tzuyu And I Formulated The Plan, We Put The Plan On Action. First, We Got Her Hair Dyed In Green. We Found Out What Salon She Goes To And I Paid All The Employees And The Manager To Put A Different Hair Color On Her. Apparently, Blondie's Real Hair Color Was Brown But She Gets Her Hair Dyed Blonde. She Was Furious When She Saw Her Hair Color. She Threatened To Get The Employees Arrested. But She Never Did. After That, I Asked Someone To Search For Something That We Could Use Against Her. That Someone Talked To A Couple Of Her Ex-Sex Partners And One Of Them Has A Sex Video With Her On His Phone. Well, I Paid The Guy A Large Amount For The Video. I Got The Video Copied Into A CD And Sent It To The Slut With The Message, 'Stay Away From Jungkook.'

"What Do You Want From Me?!" She Yelled.

"I Told You, Stay Away From Jungkook. He's Mine And If You Don't Back Off, I'll Make Your Life Hell. Believe Me, Unlike Most People, I Enjoy Doing It." I Paused "I Did A Little Research And Found Out How Mean You Were To Some People In School. So I'm Warning You. Stay Away From Them And Jungkook Or I'll Expose Your Video. You Can Break The CD Or What, But I Still Have A Lot Of Copies."

She Looked Horrified.

"Yeah, That's Right, Walking STD, Don't Ever Get In My Way. You Can Leave Now."

I Opened The Door And Let Her Walked Out Of My Room But Before She Went Out, She Threw Me A Hateful Glare. 'Like I Care' I Thought.

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Two Days Passed And The Slut Stayed Away From Jungkook. Jungkook And I Didn't Have Much Interaction. But On The 3rd Day, I Was Feeling Giddy Again. Jungkook And I Would Spend Some Time In Detention. So Imagine My Excitement As I Walked In The Detention Room And Found Jungkook, Seating Motionless, Looking At The Board. We Were The Only People In The Room.

"Hey." I Greeted Happily.

He Just Glared At Me. "What?" I Asked.

"Nothing. Did You Have Fun With Felix?"

I Was Shock With His Question Because I Didn't Even Have Time For Felix Anymore. I Hardly See Him. And Honestly, I Didn't Expect Him To Care About My Friendship With Felix.

"What Do You Mean? I Hardly See Him. I Was Too Busy." I Sat Beside Him."

"Oh." Was All He Said But He Looked Relieved For Some Reason.

The Teacher Walked In And Ordered Us To Be Quiet. The Teacher Brought Out A Book And Began Reading It.

I Tear Out A Paper From My Notebook And Wrote On It.

'What Are You Thinking?' I Wrote And Passed It To Jungkook.

He Stared At It Then Rolled His Eyes. But He Brought Out A Pen From His Pocket And Began Writing. After A Moment, He Passed The Paper Back To Me.

'Why Should I Tell You?'

'Because I Want To.'

'And Why Should I Do What You Want, Rich Girl?'

'Because I'm Son Chaeyoung. I Get What I Want.'

'Well Sorry To Inform You. But You Won't Get It.'

I Sighed Mentally. I Already Accepted That He Wouldn't Tell Me. Anyway, I Just Wanted To Prolong Our 'Moment'.

'You're Mean!'

'I'm Not Mean. I'm A Badass.'

'I Still Think You're Mean.'

'Whatever.'

'What Do You Do After Class?' I Asked.

'Work.' He Wrote Back.

'Where?' I Asked.

'It's For Me To Know And You To Find Out.'

'Secretive, Mean.'

'Whatever So Say, Rich Girl.'

I Was About To Write Back But I Didn't Notice The Teacher Was Standing In Front Of Me And Snatched The Paper Away From Me. He Looked Mad.

"Because I Caught You Two Passing Notes, Another Detention For You Next Week!" He Scolded Us And Threw The Paper In The Bin. Jungkook Sighed But Didn't Object.

When The Bell Rung, Jungkook Walked Out, Not Even Saying Goodbye. The Teacher Walked Out Too. When They Went Off, I Picked The Paper In The Bin. No Matter How Grossed Out I Was, I Wanted To Keep The Things That Would Remind Me Of Jungkook.

I Put The Paper Inside My Bag And Filled My Hands With Sanitizer. I Walked Out Of The Room. While I Was In The Car, I Stared At The Things That I Passed By In The Window. But One Thing Caught My Attention. Jungkook Was Heading In A Dark Alley. I Ordered Hoseok To Stop The Car And Wait For Me. I Hurriedly Went Out The Car And Followed Jungkook In The Dark Alley. What I Saw Shocked Me To The Core, Along With Jungkook Were A Group Of Guys Who Looked Like Goons. They Were Covered With Tattoos; Some Were In Black Leather Jacket, Like Jungkook. Across Them Were Another Group. The Two Groups Stood Facing Each Other. For The First Time, I Got Scared. I Had A Gut Feeling That They Were Not Good People. Jungkook Took A Step Forward And Handed The Other Group's Leader A Bag. The Leader Handed Jungkook A Briefcase. Jungkook And The Leader Opened The Bag And The Briefcase At The Same Time. I Saw That Inside The Briefcase Was A Lot Of Money. And When I Turned My Attention To The Bag In The Leader's Hand, My Eyes Widened. Inside The Bag, Were Drugs.

The Realization Hit Me.

Jeon Jungkook Sells Drugs.

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