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What Have We Become Part 2

Jungkook' s POV:

Class was boring, just as I was expecting. Throughout the duration of class some of the students continued to stare at us. Even the teacher stared at us for a few moments. This whole thing is weird. I looked at the clock, only five minutes left until the end of class. I looked over at Emmy and V-hyung. Emmy was still taking notes and V was just daydreaming I'm guessing. I turned my gaze back to the window. It's a beautiful day outside, we should go somewhere.

The sound of the bell interrupted my thoughts. I stood up and packed my stuff and stood next to V and Emmy as they packed their stuff. When they finished we went to meet with the others so we can walk together to gym class. It was really easy since we all had the same idea so we met somewhere in the middle.

The walk to gym class was filled with laughter and talking about our classes. Apparently the rest of the guys were having the same problem we had, with everyone else in the class just staring at us. This whole thing is weird.

We got to the gym and walked into the locker rooms. Emmy went with us, she's a bit gender confused with herself. She been being raised by her brother and hung out with me and the guys. She's only comfortable with guys around, she's awkward with girls. Emmy even wraps up her chest, she's weird but I still like her.

The boys stared at her awe, guess she's the only girl to do this. They seemed really shocked but didn't mind she they think they get to see her undress. She pick a corner to undress and me and the others surrounded her with our faces towards the eager boys.

However this didn't stop their excitement. They just must be excited just by the fact that she's a girl. When she finished she sat on the bench and waited for us to change. When we were all done we walked out to the gym and sat on the floor and talked until class started.

"Alright class you all know the drill", he said looking at his clipboard.

He face lit up with surprise. "Hold the phone, it seems we have new students", he said,"eight of them in fact". As if on que all eight of us stood up and introduced ourselves one by one. Our teacher looked amused at our introduction.

"Ok class 20 laps around the field, go!" Everyone stood up and went to the track. The boys and I are pretty fast we could probably finish this in less than 25 minutes. However, Emmy was fast to but she suffers from a health condition shell push herself past her limits.

"Ok boys you all ready?" Emmy said with a smile on her face. We all looked at her with concern. "Don't worry I have my inhaler and I took my medication this morning, thanks to someone", she said all while glaring at Jin. He coughed and looked away from her glare. "Ok let's go!" V yelled and we all started running.

It was so much fun running. It like we were all free from the stress of life. It was amazing. Just like expected we finished early, but Emmy was still struggling to catch her breath. She was trying not to use the inhaler, but failed when it became too much for her to handle. She dug her hand into her pockets feeling for the object. Sadly, it wasn't there. Panic came across her face as she signaled us over and we gathered around her quickly. She struggled to speak,"My...in.....haler...*heavy sigh*". I started patting her back to her calm her as the boys went to go search for her inhaler.

They all came back without finding anything. I quickly picked Emmy up, bridal style and ran to the nurse's office. The boys tailed behind, worry etched onto their faces.

~Timeskip~

It was time for us all to go home. We met by the school gates like every other group of friends. We all lived in the same neighborhood, of course we would. We talked about whatever came across our minds as we walked. Laughter and small arguments of stupid stuff kept us entertained. We all decided to go to Emmy's house for snacks and video games. Our parents were cool with it. When we got inside Emmy's mom welcomed us from the kitchen as she made snacks for us. We set our stuff down in the living room neatly and went up to Emmy's room.

As usual her room was well organized but that never lasted for long once we've arrived. She sat on her bed with me and V beside her RapMon in her desk chair and the on the floor.

"So...", she said,"what do you guys want to play?"

We all shrugged our shoulders knowing that we didn't really care. We just wanted to not be bored. She sighed a picked out the games. She had two of each game. Since there was eight of us and it often gets boring just watching others play she bought a whole other gaming system for the living room. So we could all play together just from two different rooms.

She handed Jin the game as usual as he decided who played where.

"This time I'm taking...", he said," I'm taking Jhope, Jimin and Namjoon."

They all stood up and left the room. They took a walkie talkie off of her desk. During times like thus we used walkie talkies to a communicate.

Eventually we got the games started and decide that the teams should be simply whosever in a room together. We decided to play Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3. We chose that one because it had some better multiplayer options and better weapons than the first two games.

We all take games very seriously especially Emmy since she not that good at games. So every win or loss effects her mood. She very annoying when she wins and a mood killer when she's depressed over losing.

Her mom walked into the room with some snacks that she had prepared. We paused the game and took the snacks while thanking her. She smiled and shook her head.

"It was no problem." She said.

She scurried out of the room quickly and closed the door. We continued to play as if she had never came in, but once that round was over we turned off the game grabbed our snacks and went to see the others.

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I'll end it here for now. I swear the direction that this story is going you won't see it coming unless you're good at the guessing game.

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