Out of the Blue [ᴊ.ᴊᴋ]

[3] The Mix-Up

By the time I had gotten home, 30 minutes had passed, and it was around 2:30. 4 and a half hours were left until Jungkook picked me up, so I decided I may as well do some homework. Only issue was that I didn't have my notebook, I had Jungkook's. Even worse? I forgot to save his number, so whilst I had given him mine, there was no way for me to contact him. Sighing in defeat, I decided to go back to campus. The research I had done at the library earlier that day would be for nothing if I couldn't even access it. Begrudgingly, I put back on my second jacket and grabbed my backpack, locking the door behind me as I headed towards university for the second time.

It was only when I had just got to the gate when I realised several things. One, I didn't know any of Jungkook's classes for the rest of the day. Two, most of the boys had already gone home, so unless one just turned up, then I couldn't ask them for help and three; if Jungkook was in a class, how would I even talk to him without interrupting it? Nevertheless, I needed that notebook, so I did what any person in my situation would do. Walk around campus aimlessly until I found him.

As I approached the library, I saw the girl that I had earlier assumed was Bong-Cha walking into it, her short, black hair bouncing against her shoulders as she walked up the steps. She was wearing a pink, skin-tight crop top and a small black skirt, and her bag was strung over her shoulder. I paused for a moment as I saw her talk to one of the librarians, who had greeted her as she entered. Should I ask her where he is? I'm sure she knows his schedule like the back of her hand. Surely, she would help right? Deciding that I would, I quickly began walking to the door, entering it just as she ended her conversation.

"Um, Bong-Cha?" I said, clearing my throat after. The nerves had started creeping in and the overthinking had begun what if this wasn't her? What if she isn't as crazy as he makes her out to be and has no idea of his schedule and I've just made a fool of myself assuming she did?

She turned to me, confused. "Yes? Do I know you?"

"I n-need to ask you something," I said, stuttering like an idiot.

She stared at me for a moment, and my nerves began to rise once more. Looking her up and down, I realised I had never got a good look at her before. She was definitely pretty – long eyelashes, honey-colored eyes and a curvy body – it made me why Jungkook didn't like her.

She cleared her throat, making me jump in surprise.

"Don't you know it's rude to stare? Now, what do you want?"

I bowed, apologising profusely. "Sorry! I'm new here, I was wondering if you knew where I could find Jungkook? I heard you know him."

"Oh, you're the girl who was with him earlier." She drawled, glancing at me rudely. "What do you want with him?"

I suddenly realised that getting an answer out of her would be harder than I thought.

"Well, Jungkook and I are partners for a class project, and we accidentally swapped notebooks and so I've been trying to find him. Do you know where he is by any chance?"

She ignored me for a moment, instead just staring at her phone as she texted someone. "Just give me his notebook and I'll give it to him when I see him next."

"No, I don't think you realise, you see I need my notebook back from him." I said nervously, trying to get my point across. "So, I need to see him in person so we can swap."

She looked up from her phone, glaring at me. "Can't you just give me his and you can get yours tomorrow?"

I sighed in exasperation. "No, because I need it now." I said, trying to be nice.

"Sorry, can't help you." she scoffed, once again giving me a rude look. "Good luck."

"Thanks for the help." I said sweetly, smiling at her. As I turned away, the smile dropped off my face and I rolled my eyes. No wonder he doesn't like her.