"Chaeyoung! You Have To Get Up Now; You're Going To Be Late For School." Dahyun Softly Said But I Was Tired, Too Tired To Even Form A Response. I Wasn't Even Coherent.

"Chaeyoung, Please."

"Ugh, I'm Sick! I Can't Go To School." I Groaned.

"Chaeyoung, I've Known You Since You Were Little And We Both Know You're Faking It." Dahyun Chuckled.

"NO! My Head Hurts, Ouch." I Held My Head Between My Hands And Groaned.

"Oh, I Guess I Have To Tell Jungkook That You're Not Going To School Today And He Should Just Go Off."

I Jolted And Sat Up.

"Jungkook Called?" I Asked Excitedly.

"Even Better, Princess." She Smiled. "He's Here; I Left Him In The Kitchen."

Oh Gosh! Jungkook Was Picking Me Up! I Jumped Off The Bed And Ran To The Shower. I Was Out After 15 Minutes. Dahyun Handed Me A Towel For My Hair As She Plugged In The Blower. She Blow Dried My Hair As I Put On A Little Make-Up. I Have To Make Sure That I Look Pretty Enough To Jungkook. When My Hair Was Dry Enough, I Turned To Dahyun.

"Dahyun, Will You Pick A Dress And Shoes For Me?" I Asked.

"Of Course, Chaeyoung." She Walked Out My Room To Go To The Other Room Full Of My Clothes And Shoes.

When Dahyun Came Back, She Had A Dress And A Pair Of Shoes In Her Hands. She Helped Me Get Into The Dress As I Checked My Appearance On The Mirror. I Was Satisfied Enough. I Muttered A "Thank You" To Dahyun And Walked Out Of The Room, Running To The Kitchen.

I Saw Jungkook Sitting On A Stool. I Sat On The Stool Behind Him.

"Hey, Bad Boy, Good Morning." I Smiled To Him.

"Do You Always Wake Up This Late, Rich Girl?" He Smirked.

I Shrugged My Shoulders. "Will You Give Me A Ride?"

"No, I Just Came Here To Say Hi." He Muttered, Sarcastically.

I Rolled My Eyes. "It's Too Early For Sarcasm, Don't You Think?"

"Touché." He Smiled.

"You'll Only Eat That For Breakfast?" He Asked, Eyeing Up The Cereal I Was About To Eat.

"Yeah, I'm On A Special Diet."

"I Hate Girls Who Stop Eating Just Because They Think They're Fat."

"Who Said That I Think I'm Fat?" I Countered.

"Why Would You Be On A Diet?" He Raised His Eyebrow.

"Because I Want To Stay In Shape?" I Asked More Than Stated.

Well, Actually, I Was Really Into Food But Jungkook Was There And I Didn't Want To Embarrass Myself By Jumping Into Food So I Settled On Cereal. I Didn't Want Him To Think That I Eat A Lot More Than He Does. Dahyun Walked In At That Moment And Eyed My Cereal. I Swallowed Nervously. She Might Tell Jungkook How Greedy I Am When It Comes To Food.

"You'll Only Eat Cereal, Chaeyoung?" She Questioned. I Nodded.

Jungkook Spoke. "Has She Always Been On A Diet, Dahyun?"

I Choked On The Cereal And Coughed. I Looked At Dahyun, Trying To Tell Her With My Eyes To Play Along With My Lie But She Didn't Seem To Get It.

"Diet?" Dahyun Asked, Confused. "Chaeyoung Has Never Been On A Diet. It's A Surprise That She's Eating Cereal, Actually. Chae Loves Food And She Loves Eating." She Smiled Fondly At Me.

Okay, I Was Caught On My Lie. Jungkook Stared At Me And Smirked.

"So......... Trying To Impress Me, Rich Girl?" He Smiled Smugly.

I Scoffed. "As If! No, I Was Just...... I'm Not Hungry Right Now." I Lied.

Dahyun Must Have Caught On What's Happening And To My Surprise, Took Jungkook's Side.

"Actually, Chaeyoung's Always Hungry. So Why Don't You Just Eat What You Want, Chaeyoung? It's Just Jungkook." She Smiled.

Just Jungkook?!? Was She Kidding, It Was Jungkook! I Couldn't Mess Up His Impression Of Me. What Was Dahyun Thinking, Revealing How Greedy I Am? Dahyun Walked Off.

I Scowled. Jungkook Must Have Seen How Serious And Pissed I Looked. He Sighed.

"Rich Girl, If You Want To Eat Then Eat. Don't Starve Yourself Just Because I'm Here. You Don't Have To Impress Me, I Already Like You. Nothing Will Change That. Besides, I Like Girls Who Eat A Lot."

I Blushed. It Was The First Time He Said Sweet Stuff To Me And Once Again, I, Son Chaeyoung, Was Left Speechless.

I Didn't Know How To Respond So I Just Rolled My Eyes And Got Food For Myself. I Ate As Much As My Stomach Could Take. When I Was Done, Jungkook Gave Me A Ride To School. I Think People Noticed How Close We're Getting. Rumors Where Spreading Around Saying That We're Together. But Jungkook And I Didn't Feel The Need To Clear It Up Or Make An Announcement Because Seriously, How Could We Explain Our Relationship To People When It's Not Even Clear To Us. I Mean, He Wasn't My Boyfriend. We're Not Officially Together; We Didn't Even Have A Relationship Label. We're Just Happy With What We Have. Besides, Why Would We Explain To People? They Didn't Need To Know Anything.

After Class, Jungkook Was Waiting For Me On His Motorbike. I Grinned At Him As He Put On A Helmet On My Head. He Chuckled. We Got On To The Motorbike Wordlessly As We Headed To Work. When We Got Into The Diner, It Was Full As Expected Since It Was Friday. I Sighed. Fridays Used To Be The Most Fun Day Of The Week. I Always Had Parties To Attend Every Friday At My Old School. But Not The Ones Ordinary Teenagers Have, Our Parties Where More....... Classy And Extravagant. I Guess It Was Expected Since My Schoolmates And I Came From Rich Families.

"So, What Are You Doing After This?" I Asked Jungkook.

"Go Straight Home." He Replied

Oh. "Okay." I Replied Lamely.

We Got On To Work. I Went To A Table To List Down An Order. I Looked Up From My Pad Paper And Noticed The Guy Staring At Me. He Was Hot In A Bad Boy Kind Of Way. His Muscles Were Like Begging To Come Out Of His Tight-Fitted White Shirt. He Had This Whole Bad Boy Aura. He Was Obviously Checking Me Out. I Smirked.

"So Are You Going To Check Me Out All Night Or Gave Me Your Order?" I Said Smugly.

"So Full Of Yourself, Huh?" He Smirked.

"Sure. I'm Sexy And I Know It." I Quoted From LMFAO's Song.

"Conceited Much."

"No, Just Being Plain Honest."

"How About You Become Honest With Giving Me Your Number?"

"How About Taking Your Order?"

"Why, Are You Taken?" He Half-Smiled.

"No, I'm Chaeyoung."

He Chuckled. "You Got Fire On You And I'm Yoongi. Call Me Suga."

"Why, Want Me To Be Your Sub?"

"If You Want To." He Smiled.

"Sure, Pretend That I'm Anastasia Steele And I'll Pretend You're The Brooding Christian Grey."

"Are You Into The Book Or Just Into BDSM?"

"Why Don't You Find Out?" I Chuckled.

"Oh, Believe Me, I Will."

I Smiled At That. "So What's Your Order?"

"Tired Of Flirting?" He Asked.

"I Wasn't Aware That We Were Flirting." I Replied Honestly.

"So Can I Get Your Number?" He Asked.

I Was About To Make A Sarcastic Comment When An Arm Wrapped Around My Shoulder. I Was Caught Off Guard And Looked To My Left, Only To See Jungkook.

"Is There A Problem With My Girlfriend, Sir?" Jungkook Asked With A Hard Tone In His Voice.

Suga Chuckled. "Sorry, Man. I Didn't Know She Was Taken.

"Me, Taken?" I Laughed Out Loud, Shrugging His Arm Off My Shoulder.

I Didn't Know What Got Into Me. I Wanted Jungkook To Fight For Me. I Wanted Him To Get Jealous. I Wanted Him To Claim Me. I Wanted To Feel His Love. Gosh, I Didn't Know What I Was Thinking. I Just Had That Sudden Urge To Piss Him Off To See His Reaction.

"So, You're Not?" Suga Asked.

"She Is." Jungkook Replied Through His Gritted Teeth.

"No, I'm Not." I Scowled.

"Yes, You Are." Jungkook Shot Back.

"We're Not Committed." I Stated.

"But We Like Each Other."

"So What?" I Snickered.

"Uh, Sorry. But I Didn't Know She Was Taken--" Suga Started To Say But I Cut Him Off.

"I'm Not." I Depended.

"Yes, You Are!" Jungkook Shot Back.

"Look, I'm Just Here To Have My Dinner. If You Want To Fight, Please Don't Involve Me. I'm Going Now." Suga Said And Stood Up, Leaving Me And Jungkook Glaring At Each Other.

Our Glare-Off Was Interrupted When Suga Spoke, "By The Way, You Guys Are Perfect For Each Other." He Rolled His Eyes And Walked Off. I Had A Feeling It's Not The Last Time I'd See Him.

Jungkook And I Continued To Glare At Each Other. I Stormed Off, Going Out Of The Diner, I Heard Him Follow After Me.

He Grabbed My Arm And Forced Me To Turn Around. When I Did, I Was Caught Off Guard At The Look Of Passion In His Eyes. No Words Needed To Be Said As I Crashed My Lips Into His. I Wrapped My Arms Around His Neck And He Wrapped His Around My Waist. I Pulled Away From Him.

"You're So Dead To Me. Really, Rich Girl, Pulling Off That Little Stunt Of Yours?"

"What Stunt?" I Asked Playing Dumb.

"I Know You Were Trying To Get Me Jealous. But Why?"

"Because I Wanted To."

"Well, You Succeeded." He Chuckled.

"So The Great Jeon Jungkook's Jealous, Huh?"

"What Would You Feel If I Flirted In Front Of You?" He Asked.

"I Hate You So Much." I Muttered.

"I Hate You Too." He Replied With So Much Passion.

"Then Why Are You Kissing Me?" I Countered.

"Because I Hate You."

"I Didn't Know That You Have To Kiss The One You Hate."

"Well, We're A Weird Couple."

"I'm Not Weird, I'm Awesome."

"So Am I."

"But Together, Weird."

"I Know." He Agreed As He Pecked Me On The Lips.

"Do You Think We'd Get Fired If We Just Go Off?" I Asked.

"I Don't Give A Damn." He Replied.

I Pecked Him On The Lips Again.

"I Hate You, Weirdo." I Told Him, Grinning From Ear To Ear.

"I Hate You Too, Weird Rich Girl."

Those Where His Last Words Before We Got Lost Into A Passionate Kiss.