"I can't do anything this weekend," I mutter at Nayoung who had a pout formed on her face.

Yesterday after I got home from being Jungkook's slave, my parents grounded me from going anywhere this weekend.

Lucky for me, Nayoung invited me to go to a party this exact weekend when I'm forced to play dungeon.

Best part? It's Taehyung's party.

Hip hip hooray!

"Did you tell your parents that this was Jungkook's doing?" She says, grabbing my arms and shaking them.

I sighed sadly and nodded my head. "Of course I did. They're just mad because I forgot to text them about coming home late, which I get. But why did it have to be this weekend out of all weekends?"

This weekend was going to be my weekend. I was finally going to gather all my courage and ask Taehyung to dance with me at his party.

That's so middle school.

You can't blame me, Taehyung's always intimidated me when it came to my feelings for him.

I mean, have you seen the guy? There's no way he's real.

"What if you ask your parents for an exchange week? Like, instead of this weekend being grounded, why not next weekend?" Nayoung suggests, her eyes sparking at the idea.

"Oh honey, don't you think I've tried?" I groan, freeing my arms from her grip and stuffing my face into my hands.

It's cool. I'll just admire Taehyung from afar.

It's what I do best anyways.

There was no way I was going to be able to talk to him at his party anyways, let alone ask him to dance with me. Every time I converse with him, I end up blushing like a tomato or I fumble with my words. I become a wreck.

Well, aren't I wreck anyways?

Sure, Taehyung and I were friends, but it was more one-sided. He usually does all the talking while I gawk at him and pretend I'm listening.

It's a great friendship.

I hear Nayoung sigh as I lift my head to face her. "Jungkook makes your life impossible. You know what, why not make his life impossible too?"

"Pretty sure this is how our rivalry works. He makes me life hell while I barely put a dent in his." I mutter angrily.

Out of all the years I've been head-to-head with him, I've never once seen him affected by something I've done to him.

Oh right, that's because he always wins.

I would have thought that some of the things I've said to him would at least make him angry, but I never get a reaction. Instead, he always replies with that same stupid amused smirk.

"Hey guys!" I hear a voice chime from behind me. I turn around to come face to face with the one and only god himself.

Taehyung.

Wait, what was Taehyung doing here?

"Hey Taehyung!" Nayoung cheers from behind me. He waves at her and smiles at me. "Hi."

I smile at him awkwardly before turning my head away as quickly as I could so he wouldn't see my red face.

"Hello, I exist as well!" A not so pleasant voice says from behind.

I clench my teeth. The devil.

I refuse to turn around as I open my lunchbox and take out my burrito, not-so elegantly stuffing it in my face to avoid any conversation.

I love human interaction!

"That's because no one gives a flying shit about you Jungkook." Nayoung spits, glaring behind me.

Damn, this girl got some rage.

I feel a presence sit beside me, then another one on the opposite side of me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Taehyung and Jungkook on both sides.

Really? Right as my face is full of sour cream? What a time to be alive.

"So, are you guys coming to my party this weekend?" I hear Taehyung say beside me.

I let my eyes wander over to him to see he was looking at me with a small smile.

I hurriedly look back at my burrito and shove it into my mouth, looking at Nayoung with pleading eyes. I was desperate for help.

"Actually," Nayoung responds for me, disgust clouds her eyes as she watches me give her puppy eyes while eating my burrito, "I am, but Miyoung can't make it. She has, uh, plans."

I mentally give Nayoung a hug as I feel myself relax a little. She knows I would be totally embarrassed if she said I was grounded.

"Plans, huh?" Jungkook comments from beside me.

I nod while munching my burrito.

Damn, whoever made this burrito should get an award. This was crafted and sculpted by the burrito gods, no doubt.

I finish eating my burrito and look over at Jungkook who had an eyebrow raised. "Yeah Jungkook, I got plans. Is that shocking?"

"What plans do you have?" Taehyung says next to me, making me flinch ever so slightly. I look at Nayoung who has a small smirk formed on her face.

"Miss Miyoung here got scored herself a date!"

My mouth hangs open ever so slightly as I gape at Nayoung who had a triumphant expression written all over her face. As if they would believe that, especially Jungkook!

"Oh. . . really? That- That's awesome, Miyoung! Who's the lucky guy?" Taehyung asks, his voice wavering ever so slightly.

"He doesn't go here," I mutter, glancing at him for a quick second before glaring at Nayoung.

What kind of tough spot did she just put me in here?

Jungkook clears his throat, "A date, huh? Are you sure it isn't because of what happened yesterday?"

I freeze. That boy gone and did it.

I grind my teeth together and shoot a glare at him, "No, as a matter of fact, the reason why I can't go is not because of yesterday. Not everything in my life is about you, amigo. Get your head out of your ass."

Before Jungkook could retort back, Taehyung jumps into the conversation. "Yesterday? What happened yesterday?"

"Nothing!" I chirp quickly, my face feeling hotter by the second.

The table is quiet for a good moment before Taehyung speaks up again. "Why don't you bring your date to my party? You don't have to stay for long, but I would really like if you came, even if it was just for a few minutes."

My heart skipped a beat as I turned my head to face Taehyung. Oh dear.

"W-Well, the thing is," I clear my throat awkwardly, glancing at Nayoung who was watching the whole thing unfold and not do anything to help. Fake friend. "I was kind of hoping it would just be an evening with him and I. I don't think a party would do much justice for that."

Taehyung's face fell, but he regained it by plastering a small smile on his face. What was that? "Please? Just for a few minutes?"

I gulped, "I-I don't know. . . Plus I don't think he's into parties anyways."

I'm digging myself into a hole.

"Don't be a party pooper, Miyoung. Come to the party and bring your lousy date in with you." Jungkook remarks. "Plus, it seems that Taehyung clearly wants you there."

"And so do I!" Nayoung finally speaks up.

My mouth hangs open again. I'm definitely dropping her as a friend.

I looked back to Taehyung, who was still looking at me.

Okay, what kind of parallel universe did I just slip into?

"Please? For a friend?" He pleads ever so slightly, his eyes practically begging.

I felt myself melt right then and there. Before I could stop myself, I found my mouth uttering a small okay.

Taehyung breaks out into a grin and grabs my arm, squeezing it gently. "Thank you! I'll be looking forward to it then! See you two later!"

He stands up from his chair and lets go of my arm, waving at us before turning around and walking away, leaving Jungkook with Nayoung and I.

What the actual hell? Am I on drugs or something?

What was that all about?

"Can't wait to meet this date of yours. See you Saturday." Jungkook says, an evil glint in his eye as he stands up and follows Taehyung out of the lunchroom.

It's silent between Nayoung and I before I burst out in a cry and glare at her.

"What have I gotten myself into? Nayoung, I'm grounded. I can't go anywhere this weekend. Even more so, I don't have a date! That's the end of Park Miyoung as we know it!" I groan, feeling my face getting hot.

Goodbye, cruel world. You weren't good to me.

"Listen, I have a plan. Your parents are going to let you go to that party and you are going to score yourself a date. In fact, I have the perfect boy in mind." Nayoung says, a small chuckle escaping her lips.

I bang my head against the table.

I'm doomed.