Chapter 1

[ We're not friends ]

Jennie Kim had it all. She was head cheerleader, dating the quarterback of the football team, practically OWNED the whole damn school and to top it all off, she was sexy as hell and smart as a whip.

Everyone feared yet envied her in a way no one could describe.

She had the whole world wrapped around her little pinky.

...Well, almost the whole world.

"What the fuck are you doing in my seat, Manoban?" She sneered at the blonde currently occupying her chair. She was leaning back with her combat boots propped up on the table in front of her.

Lalisa fucking Manoban.

Jennie hated her. Lisa was too carefree, too stubborn, too dumb and too fucking annoying to waste any of her time and energy. Of course those weren't the only reasons why she disliked her so much. The primary reason was that she was so god damn defiant. Everyone, EVERYONE else bent to her will except Lisa and it pissed Jennie off to no end.

The blonde sighed lazily and chewed her gum for a moment more-- that's another thing Jennie didn't like about her. The girl chewed gum nonstop, all fucking day! She probably brushed her teeth with that shit still in her mouth!

Before Jennie got the chance to yank the sticky substance out of the girl's mouth herself, Lisa sat up and removed her sunglasses.

WHO THE FUCK WEARS SUNGLASSES INSIDE?

"What?" Lisa asked.

"Your ass. Out of my chair. Fucking NOW."

Lisa looked the raging girl up and down before smiling devilishly. "Oh, this is your seat? I'm sorry, I had NO foggiest idea," she said, flashing her perfect white teeth but not making any attempt to move. Of course she knows it was Jennie's seat.

"Move," Jennie said assertively, not wanting to show how angry she actually was. Lisa rolled her eyes playfully before standing up. To add to Jennie's hate list; of how much taller Lisa was than her. Lisa had a good three inches on her meaning that the blonde looked down at Jennie. No one looks down on Jennie.

Suddenly, Lisa brought her hand up to stroke the back of Jennie's cheek gently. "As you wish, your majesty," she breathed out in a low voice, the gag inducing smell of cigars and spearmint washing over Jennie. Her eyes grew colder and sharp as she slapped Lisa's hand away.

"Don't you fucking touch me, SLUT," Jennie growled before shoving past Lisa and plopping down into her seat.

The blonde just shook her head and made her way to the back of the room. To her regular spot in European Geography, next to none other than Rosè Park.

"Hey nerd," Lisa greeted.

"Lizzie," Rosé nodded back, not looking up from her AP Government homework.

"Ew."

"Your fault."

The two girls met each other's gazes before laughing. Despite Lisa being one of the resident badasses, she got on well with the cool nerd Rosé Park. Probably because she hasn't slept with her. Yet.

While Rosé was yes, currently second in their class, she was less loser nerd with a pocket protector and more hot librarian without the glasses and better dressed. Their friendship began last year when Rosé started tutoring Lisa. Every lesson the other girl would make a pass at her. It was the first time someone had blatantly ignored her.

Usually people either fell at her feet or gave her cheek a firm open handed slap on the face. Can you guess which gender did which more often? Rosé just kept right on going with the lesson, saying something really intelligent to confuse the other girl. Lisa finally stopped trying and they began to have genuinely friendly conversations. Rosé was only one of two people that Lisa considered REAL friends.

"Lis, why do you keep on doing that?" Rosé asked finally putting away her homework.

"Doing what?"

"Pissing Jennie off."

"Because it's fucking hilarious!" The blonde laughed, "Seriously, did you see her face? I thought she was going to explode with anger!"

Rosé just shook her head at her friend's antics. Suddenly, Rosé's phone vibrated and she laughed as she read it.

"What's got you all giggly, nerd?" Lisa asked.

"Jennie wants to know, and I quote, 'Why I would ever want to be friends with someone who was so fucking insufferable.' "

"Ugh, I could ask you the same question," Lisa retorted glancing at Jennie who was giving her a death glare. Lisa just smiled and waved, and that got the Queenbee to turn around.

That's the thing about Rosé. Not only had she made it past Lisa's slutty advances but she also managed to break through Jennie's bitchy exterior. Rosé was one of Jennie's only close friends.

It was probably the only thing Jennie and Lisa had in common, to have a nerd friend and it was yet another reason of why she didn't get bullied when Rosé walked down the halls.

This is why she was at a crossroads. As much as she thought what Lisa did was pretty funny, she also felt bad for Jennie.

"But really. She's just too fun to mess with, I can't help myself."

"Whatever, Manoban. Hey, are you going to that back to school party tonight at Jackson's?"

"Why the hell would there be a back to school party now? School's been going on for two months."

"Because... it's Jackson." Lisa sighed dramatically.

"And people say I'm an idiot."

"Yeah I know. So are you going?" Lisa sighed again.

"Uhh... since when are parties your scene?" Rosé looked away, pretending to focus on the teacher.

"Since... Jennie begged me to come..." What the fuck is beg?

"Uh-huh okay, so what makes you think that I would go to a party with you when you're just going to ditch me for the Ice Queen? Just because I like to push her buttons doesn't mean that I like to be around her."

"Because! She's probably going to ditch me to go out with Jungkook," the red headed girl pouted, but Lisa wasn't falling for it. "Aaand... there will be a lot of drunk hot people there. You haven't gotten any in what? Two hours?"

"Shut up, Chaeng!" Lisa whined. Rosé waited patiently, ready for the blonde to cave. Lisa sighed once again.

"Fine. But only because she was a bitch."

[•••]

"So babe, at Jackson's tonight?" Jungkook said to his girlfriend who was sitting arms crossed, eyes narrowed looking like she had been on her period for a whole month.

Sometimes boys are just so oblivious.

"It's been a while since we last... you know," he said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Did I say sometimes? I meant all the damn time.

Jennie gave him a longside glare that could make flowers wilt, ominous rain-filled clouds appear from nowhere and Zeus peed lightning himself.

"I'm not in the mood," she grumbled.

"You're never in the mood anymore..." Jungkook sighed, looking sad and mad at the same time.

"Sorry." But Jungkook just turn on his chair fast.

"Do you want to break up or something?" He asked rather loudly, the whole class turn to look at them... as if they weren't already. What? They were hot.

"Mr. Jeon, could you please leave your teenage affairs for outside the classroom?" Mrs. Wu said.

Jungkook scoffed but stayed silent.

"What the hell was that?" Jennie whispered.

"Look, it's not that I don't think you're not hot anymore. Because I do and don't get me wrong, I love the chase but a guy has needs!"

"Just been a tough week is all. I have papers due in AP Biology and Health Careers, Hyoyeon's been down my throat. Plus, bitchy badass over there pissed me off earlier."

"Oww, a cat fight? Why didn't you tell me?" Jungkook cooed as Jennie rolled her eyes.

"Jeon!"

"Sorry Mrs. Jessica!" He hissed then waited a second before resuming their conversation. "I understand you're busy but I just want to feel like I'm part of this relationship."

"Relationship? Please, you're just in it for the sex." Jungkook looked at her stunned but she continued to look straight ahead. He was about to say something unreversible before she opened her mouth again.

"Look, I'm sorry. I'm just... I'll go with you tonight. And we'll see what happens, okay?" She said, a ghost of a smile forming on her lips.

It was enough for Jungkook to fall for it though.

"Okay."

[•••]

Lisa got off of her sleek black 2018 iron 883 Harley-Davidson. It was her baby. Her baby. She had a picture of it in her wallet.

She took off her matching helmet as she dismounted the bike. She was an hour late because party isn't a party unless everyone is already drunk. Besides, what kind of a badass would she be if she showed up to parties on time? A bad one.

Sort of like Jungkook.

As expected, the music could be heard outside and people were already stumbling out of the house drunk, the door was wide open for her to see all the sweaty gyranting bodies inside. Locking her baby, she pulled out her phone and sent Rosé a text.

To Rosé: You betta have a drink waiting 4 me!

She smiled when the reply came before she even stepped into the house.

From Rosé: Kitchen;)

As soon as she stepped through the door, someone was all up in her business.

"What the hell, Lisa! I go down on you in the bathroom DURING SCHOOL and you just got up and leave?" Some random girl screamed at her. Is it bad that she didn't remember her name and they just had sex barely seven hours ago?

...

NAAAHH.

"I had spanish class with Jiyo-- I mean Mr. Kwon," the blonde shrugged. "Now excuse me but I need to find my friend," she started to push past her but the girl grabbed her wrist.

"My friends were right, you're just a selfish whore," with that came the sharp sting of another slap on her face.

Lisa mentally congratulated herself, it was Thursday and she had only gotten three slaps that whole week! Personal record right there.

Eventually she made her way to the kitchen where Rosé was indeed waiting for her. Plucking the red solo cup from her hand, she took a generous swig.

"You either forgot to put blush on half your face or you just got slapped. Funny, they both are totally realistic," Rosé quipped.

"Uh-huh, the latter. Girl from between first and second period. Good thing she's as skilled at slapping as she is at eating pussy. Which is bad." Rosé scrunched her nose up in disgust at the vulgar word before chugging the jack and coke in her hand. Honestly, the girl was just full of contradictions.

"So what's your plan for tonight? You gonna find her royal highness?"

"Actually I already found her, she's upstairs with Jungkook right now." Rosé said sticking out her tongue causing the both of them to laugh.

"What about you? What's your plan?"

"Well, I'm horny because I haven't had a good lay in over a week and I think I'm just gonna do what I do best and see what comes up."

"What? Strip?" The nerd asked playfully... or maybe not.

"Nerdy, NO. Dance."

"Ohh... like a lapdance?"

"Fuck you," Lisa cussed before turning away.

"No wait c'mon, you know I didn't mean that."

"I know you didn't," Lisa winked before shrugging off her leather jacket revealing the tight white tank top underneath. "Now hold my jacket."

Lisa made her way to the make shift dance floor and just let loose. She felt the beat of the music floor through every part of her body, pulling it in different directions as she danced by herself. Sweat already dripping down her chest and between her breast. The alcohol only fueling her energy. She soon tuned everything else out as she lost herself to the music.

Until she felt a hand on her hips that is. She was facing a cute blonde boy with dirty blonde locks and perfect set of teeth.

"Hey babe, mind if I join you?" He asked.

Let's see when was the last time she had dick... oh yeah, about a week. She looked at the guy who was doing his best at giving flirtatious smile. Oh why not? He was cute enough.

"Yeah sure, if you can keep up."

He couldn't.

He couldn't. Not that many people could keep up with Lisa but it was really bad to be blunt. It seemed he really had no absolute idea of what he was doing and didn't even know where to put his hands.

Lisa cringed when he attempted to grind on her, it was sad and a total turn off. You know what else is a turn off? When a guy spills his beer all over you, which he just did.

"O--oh my god, I'm so sorry." He apologized.

"Ugh... it's fine," Lisa grumbled as she rid herself of her shirt and try to wipe her now beer drenched hands with it. The guy's jaw fell out of his ass as he stared at Lisa with only her bra on. Did he honestly think he was still getting any from her?

"On the bright side, I did get you wet really fast..." He smirked, eyeing her breasts.

Rolling her eyes, she turned and left him there in search of a bathroom. Damn clumsy ass guys. This is why she liked girls more.

Finally locating an empty bathroom at the end of the upstairs hallway, she began to try to get the beer stains off her shirt. Riding with a leather jacket and nothing underneath was extremely uncomfortable.

[•••]

"God, you're so fucking hot..." Jungkook said as he grinded upwards towards Jennie who was trying to enjoy this. It felt good at first when he held on like he needed her, but now the alcohol was catching up to her and she felt a little nauseous.

As much as she didn't want to have sex with Jungkook, (Where of course he would always finish first and leave her hanging) she just couldn't let him go. They had gotten too comfortable with each other, not to mention how useful he was-- well, how useful his 'status' was. As a badass quarterback and bitchy cheerleader power couple of Seoul high, her reputation was impenetrable. And people expect them to date anyways so she wanted to keep it that way.

"I want you so bad right now," he groaned, his hard cock already poking at her bare thigh through his boxers.

Jennie continued to kiss his neck, trying to ignore the way her stomach was doing flips-- the bad kind.

But it was no use. Abruptly, she stopped rocking against him.

"Why'd you stop baby?" He asked, panting hard.

"I-I think I'm gonna hurl," Jennie said bringing her hand up.

"I'm not THAT bad!"

"No, i-it's the alcohol--" The next thing Jungkook knew, he was laying alone mostly naked while his girlfriend left him high and dry again.

[•••]

Jennie barged into the first bathroom she saw, not caring who was getting it on in there. As soon as she opened the door though she ran straight into... fucking Lalisa Manoban. Just her luck.

"Move!" Jennie demanded, pushing the blonde against the sink harshly.

"Fuck!" Lisa screamed in pain. Jennie couldn't care less though, all she was focusing on was the white porcelain.

Seconds later, she was on her knees and gagging before her stomach threw its content back up her throat.

Lisa didn't know what to do, she kinda felt bad for the Korean girl and her throw up was getting all over her beautiful hair.

Without even realizing it, the blonde was holding her hair back up for her. Don't ask her why she was doing it-- she probably blame it on the alcohol.

Lisa watched as the other girl panted, how her back muscles tightened with each wretch. Watching her all vulnerable was... kind of a turn on.

Ew no Lisa, what are you thinking? She's a cold-hearted bitch and you don't like her and you definitely don't think anyone throwing up could be sexy; the blonde thought.

"What are you doing here?" Jennie asked, trying to be intimidating but came out more breathy.

"It was getting in your hair," is what Lisa answered instead. Jennie groaned before dry heaving once again but nothing would came out.

"Since when do you care?"

"I don't," Jennie was about to tell her to get the hell out but then was gagging on air again. She decided to let it go for now.

Usually she was much better at holding her poison but since she knew the only way she'd be able to take care of Jungkook was to get insanely drunk, so she did. And maybe she went a little overboard.

Lisa stayed with her for the next few minutes and brushed stray locks back when they fell loose from her tender hands.

Finally, Jennie figured she was through and leaned back, placing her head back on the wall as Lisa let go of her.

Jennie didn't like the way she was looking at her. Almost like she was... concerned. Deciding not to make a venomous comment in fear that the blonde would run and tell everyone of her vulnerability, she choked out a barely there 'thank you.'

"No problem," the blonde smiled. In another moment of weakness, Jennie admired Lisa's beauty-- how her long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and...

Oh shit. She was shirtless.

Not even noticing her ogling, she raked her gaze over the black bra and wondered what was just beneath the silky fabric...

"Uhm... Jennie?" Lisa asked, snapping Jennie out of her haze.

"Y--yeah?"

"I'm gonna like... go now."

"Okay," this was the first time Jennie didn't have contempt in her voice... probably because she was so confused.

Lisa looked the girl up and down once more before turning away.

"Manoban?" Jennie called, commanding her once again to stop.

"Yes?"

"This doesn't mean we're friends or anything. I still don't like you." Lisa flashed her one last grin before giving her signature wink.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

[•••]

A/n: I miss blonde Lisa

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