Chapter 9

[ I didn't mean to hit you that hard... oh wait ]

Lisa had no chance in hell of avoiding Jungkook's surprise attack. One second, she was in the most hottest kiss of her life and the next, a fist was flying towards her face and colliding with her jaw, sending her stumbling down to the ground.

"LISA!" Jennie yelled in shock.

The blonde spat out a decent amount of blood before looking through her curtain of hair at the jock's very angry form. She should have known it was him.

This was going to be fun.

The badass teasingly grinned, even if her cheek was throbbing painfully. "So I take it you read my note?" She asked.

Jungkook scowled and threw the note harshly along with some tampons at her place on the ground. Then Jungkook kicked her in the stomach hard making Lisa screamed out in pain. The crowd that had formed around them gasped.

"Stay the fuck away from MY girl," he sneered.

Lalisa Manoban was not the one to just lie pathetically and take a beating, no matter how much pain she was in. Gritting her teeth she moved with surprising agility, slamming her body into Jungkook's midsection with a tackle that any of the linebackers on the football team would be envious of. Straddling him quickly, she returned the favor and delivered a swift right hook to his jaw-- then another one to his left.

"She's not your girl," the Thai girl growled before spitting in his face again.

By now the crowd was chanting, as most high schoolers do when there is a fight going on. Jennie wanted to stop what was happening but she was stunned speechless.

Jungkook used his strength and tried rolling Lisa over but the blonde was more experienced at street fighting, and used this momentum to roll on top of him again. He might have been stronger and bigger but Lisa was more skilled and quick, they were pretty evenly matched.

"STOP IT GUYS!" Jennie screamed, seething mad. She was ignored though as they continued to wrestle on the ground. They both got a few jabs in as they rolled, trying to get the upper hand.

"Holy一 Jennie!" Rosé's voice broke through the other Korean girl's hard stare. The brunette haven't even notice that she was there.

Jungkook and Lisa were at their feet now, Jungkook sending hard lumbering punches at the blonde whereas she relied on placement and precision.

"Do something!" Desperately exclaimed by the red headed girl. Jennie looked at her before tempting a step forward, ready to go on their asses.

Then the athlete player swung wide, which Lisa was quick to dodge. Unfortunately, his fist was now heading straight for the head cheerleader's face. Closing her eyes, the small brunette anticipated the pain of an 18 year old quarterback's punch onto her fragile form, holding her breath.

But... it never came.

Rosé pulled her back just in time and Jennie 一 as much as everyone else 一 watch the color drained from Jungkook's face.

"Jen, I'm so sorr一" he didn't get a chance to finish the apology because the badass had punched him square in the gut.

"Don't you fucking touch her!" She threatened before driving her knee into his crotch and sending her elbow flying into his nose.

He stumbled back, trying to distance himself from the blonde so he could recover a little before he straight up rammed into her. As he lunged though, something caught him restrained.

And a whistle pierced the air causing everyone to cover their ears.

"Alright break it up bottom-feeders!" Coach Hyoyeon yelled grabbing a hold of Lisa, "Bamboo legs, I swear if you keep thrashing I will be FORCE to inject you with the 100cc's of anesthetic I have on my person at all times."

"Anyone who is here in the next two seconds will spend the next two months hand-washing jock straps!" Coach Minho said from where he was restraining Jungkook with ease.

Immediately, the crowd dissipated. Jennie looked back at Lisa and Jungkook's retreating figures.

However, amongst all the commotion. Nobody noticed when a hot nerd student picked up a seemingly meaningless piece of paper.

[•••]

"What the hell were you two thinking?" Minho demanded.

The two of them were dragged off to get their wounds bandaged up and make sure they didn't need to be hospitalized一 well, immediately anyway. Afterwards, they were brought to the principal's office where the school's 'Disciplinary Committee Against Teen Violence' team awaited for them.

一consisting of cheerios coach Kim Hyoyeon, Choi Minho, nice guy Lee Taemin and the guidance counselor Tiffany Hwang.

"It was nothing coach, we just had small argument." Lisa shrugged.

"Shut up skinny stick! Or better yet, tell that to your blue cheek and severely bruised ribs, and HIS fractured nose and possibly infertile reproductive organs."

"Possibly? Let's hope一 the world doesn't need anymore Jeon Jungkook's running around being douche bags," the blonde smirked.

"You think it's funny Blondie? MY head cheerleader was almost severely injured! Do you know what that would have done to my team?" Hyoyeon asked, outraged.

"Hyo, this isn't about your cheer. This is about two students who caused a lot of damaged to each other and themselves," Taemin countered.

"You're right一 their punishment should be expulsion. Active immediately."

"WHAT?" The two teens exclaimed in protests.

"I don't think that's the correct solution, Hyo." Tiffany spoke up, "We need to help them, expelling them won't fix their obvious problems."

"And what would you know about fixing problems, Monk? You can't even fix your own problems!"

"Hey guys enough! Stop arguing!" Taemin yelled.

"ORDER ORDER!" Principal Heechul demanded, causing them all to be quiet. "Before we decide anything, we should go back to square one."

Jungkook and Lisa looked at each other confused.

"You heard him! What caused the fight? Manoban, you state first."

"Well, I was just minding my own business and kissing MY girlfriend." She emphasized, glaring at Jungkook. "When he just came out of nowhere 一 threw YOUR head cheerleader carelessly to the side and punched me randomly. I was just trying to defend myself," Lisa explained.

"Well... is this true, Mister Jeon?" Minho asked, eyeing him sternly.

"Well... yeah bu一"

"Did you or did you not throw the first punch, coco boy?" Hyoyeon just added a fuel to the fire.

"I did but that's一"

"No buts, you started the fight. You should be expelled."

"BUT SHE TRASHED MY LOCKER AND STOLE MY FUC一MY GIRLFRIEND!"

"Language, Mister Jeon."

"You think I give a damn about your high school drama? I don't. So suck it up and face the consequences."

"HYOYEON!"

Lisa didn't even try to hold back her grin from venturing up her smug yet ruined face.

"What are you smiling at Bamboo legs? You think you're off the hook? I have surveillance cameras all over the school, I know you vandalized Coco boy's locker. And it's not like you just stood there like a scared little girl. You caused physical damaged as well; frankly you two should be in the same delinquent boat."

"Hyoyeon please, that isn't our best option!" Tiffany countered.

"Oh quiet you, twitchy eyes."

"Coach Kim 一 let Miss Hwang speak." Principal Heechul advised.

"Well... I just propose that these two should see me twice a week for some one on one counseling."

"I thought you wanted to help them?"

"Quiet!" Minho hushed.

"I also think that Jungkook should be suspended from the football team, I'm sure coach Minho would understands."

"What? But coach! The team needs me!"

"No, what the team needs is a leader that is well put together."

"And finally..." the eye-smiled girl said slowly, "...I think that they should both join Glee Club." The room immediately erupted with many 'WHAT'S?' and protests both from Lisa and Jungkook.

"Uh-huh NO way!" Lisa shrieked.

"I don't know if that's a good idea Miss Hwang..." Taemin trailed off.

"Why not? From my experiences, Glee is great at building character and rehabilitating people. Plus, you need more members for this weekend!" The nice Glee coach was still looked unsure whilst coach Hyoyeon, Lisa and Jungkook looked utterly disgusted. Coach Minho agree with her though.

"Look, sure Glee does help but I don't think the Glee kids would take too well to the school's meanest kids joining their ranks. And even if I did take them there is no way they could learn all the choreography to the dance routine in a day," Taemin tried to protest against the idea, knowing too well that it wasn't a good one.

Of course, Lisa didn't need to learn it because she was the one who choreographed most of it and she was an amazing dancer. But she wasn't going to go fucking broadcasts it.

"Look, I know it's risky but at least TRY it. Isn't Glee about accepting yourself and accepting others?" Tiffany asked.

Taemin looked around at the anticipating eyes before finally landing his gaze off on the pleading ones of an eye-smiled woman, then he heaved a sigh.

"Fine, we'll try it."

[•••]

Jennie was waiting impatiently outside the principal's office, waiting for the meeting to be over. Rosé insisted that she'd go to class but she needed to see if the blonde girl was okay.

...just because she was a concerned friend of course. And because she felt a little guilty about the fight. It's not like she actually 'needed' her...

Finally, the door opened and... freaking Jeon Jungkook stepped out. Immediately, he came rushing over to her, limping.

"Jen, I'm so sorry. I didn't mea一"

"Save it, Jungkook. And listen up," the brunette scowled, ready to give him a fucking smack down.

While Lisa preferred fists, she preferred vicious words and authority to make people cower and Ruthless Jennie Kim was so READY to play.

"What 一 The 一 Actual 一 Fuck 一 Were 一 You 一 THINKING? No, don't answer that. I already know the answer一 you WEREN'T thinking because if you were, you would see that beating up a girl一 or attempting to in your case一 isn't hot or sexy and it certainly won't get your ex-girlfriend to come crawling back. It's pathetic. You look like an absolute shit and you better hope that Lisa doesn't look as bad as you or I WILL make your life a drag of living hell. You of all people knows who I'm connected to so you better watch your fucking back. Nod if you understand."

He nodded dumbly and she continued, "If I hear that you've been harrassing Lisa, there's will be hell to pay and I swear to send you thousands of devils to come fucking cuts you. If I ever saw you lay even a single minuscule of your existence or catch you looking at her funny一 wait, you know what? Just don't even look. You've been officially put on my grave shitlist, Jeon. You are fucking welcome, now get out of my sight."

The poor boy looked at her dumbfounded before he opened his mouth to say something. Another half-assed apology probably, but just a one look from her and he quickly shuts it. Sighing, he walked away一 head down and shoulders slumped, defeated. Jennie continued to glare at him.

"Wow, that oddly turns me on." A familiar cocky voice said behind her. She turned around, a witty comeback at the tip of her tongue before she saw Lisa and gasped.

The badass looked pretty damn much worser. Her right jaw was swollen to a nasty color and there were band aids all over her face. Without her jacket on she could see that her entire waist was bandaged and so was her left knee. Small bruises were starting to form all over her body.

"Oh my God," Jennie gasped. On impulse, she went over to Lisa and hugged her gingerly. Lisa winced, "I'm SO sorry, Lili." She said pulling away. The blonde attempted a smile.

"It's no big deal一 it was actually a little fun."

"I just, uhm... I think一 thank you. For... you know? Defending me一 yes that. And I'm sorry. It was my fault like... you got hurt." PATHETIC. That was the shittiest display of gratitude EVER.

"I told you it's okay, Nini-ah. Besides, your plan worked. Jungkook got really jealous."

The Korean girl blushed at the thought of their kiss. It was actually the hottest thing that had ever happened to her.

"Yeah... but I'm done toying with him, he's an asshole."

Lisa smiled.

"Good, you deserved better." They stared at each other for a moment, thinking about the events that transpired in the day.

The head cheerleader looked so guilty, and Lisa just wanted to reassure her that she was alright and that she has seen worse days but of course一 she got distracted and lost in those gleaming brown eyes. The Thai girl also couldn't help but wonder what the brunette thought of their kiss一 and what would have happened if Jungkook never interrupted. It was hands down the sexiest kiss of her life, and she kissed a LOT of people. There was NO way a kiss that hot could have just been a show to put on to make Jeon jealous.

"I should probably take you home," Jennie said. Lisa looked at her with a shocked espression.

"I mean一 not like that! Uhm... because you need rest and, yeah..."

Awkward. And oh, now Lisa was thinking about the other girl 'taking her' home... she really needed to get her mind out of the gutter.

"You don't have to do that, you've already missed enough class."

"Well, I drove you here. And I feel responsible for the fight so you're coming with me. Besides, I'm sure Ms. Choi will understand."

"Well... if you insist."

[•••]

The car ride was silent, the tension was so thick you couldn't cut it with a butcher knife. The Korean girl still felt bad which was honestly, a new experience for her. Usually she doesn't give a damn about other people's emotions or feelings, (Exception: Chaeyoung Park) but she still felt guilty that Lisa got hurt.

She already apologized though and there was no way she was choking it out again, no matter how bad she felt.

"I can... take a look at your injuries for you, if you want. Ms. Chungha is a shit nurse."

The badass laughed at the truth of that statement, she was a one crazy bitch.

"And you're a better one?"

"Well, my dad's a doctor so I'm first aid certified一 and CPR too."

"Are you just looking for an excuse to kiss me again?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Lisa looked away, leaving Jennie to freely blush. The blonde berated herself internally for bringing it up. Neither of them wanted to talk about it.

Jennie pulled up to her house and went around helping Lisa out of the car. They both pretended like nothing happened and Lisa was back to her nonchalant self.

"Geez, you'd think I broke my legs with the way you're treating me." She teased as the head cheerleader helped her out of the car before abruptly letting go, causing Lisa to gasped in pain as she had to steady herself.

"Okay fine, you obviously don't need my help." Jennie huffed walking to her front door.

"Nini, please!" The doe eyed girl whined, "I was just kidding!"

Jennie rolled her eyes and held her up once again, being a little more rough this time.

"Only because you said please."

After a lot of effort on both their parts一 Lisa wasn't that light despite being thin一 they finally got to the couch.

"Stay here," Jennie panted as she disappeard down the hallway.

Lisa nodded. Once the other girl was gone, she lifted her shirt slightly and unwrapped her waist bandage. Curious to see how it looked.

She whimpered when she began to take it off because it really fucking hurt.

"Oh fuckk!" She hissed when it was already off.

It looked as bad as it felt. A palm sized, nasty blue and violet bruise rimmed with red adorned her breathtaking toned abs. The badass gasped as she experimentally touched around it and groaned in pain at the feeling.

"What the hell are you doing?" Irritated, Jennie asked. Reappearing with a red bag.

"Just looking at the battle scars," Lisa winced.

"You're insane! Will you STOP poking at it?"

But the Thai girl just grin.

"Well, why don't you come over here and take care of me nurse?" Lisa asked seductively. Her words shot straight through the Korean girl and stop at the juncture of her legs.

'Okay stop. Stop it, Jennie. You can't like her.'

"Shut up, Manoban." She said sitting next to her on the couch, taking out a cotton swab and some clensing alcohol. Lisa watched as she pulled her so that they were facing each other, then she scooted closer so that their knees were touching.

The blonde girl whimpered when Jennie removed a band aid from her forehead.

"God, that Chungha thinks that covering a wound with a band aid is just going to fix it all up. Look at this cut, it's not even cleaned!" The smaller girl scowled. She should really complained to principal Heechul about the nurse. And to think of it that 'she' would do a much better job一 plus, she'd definitely look super sexy in a nurse outfit.

Applying clensing alcohol to the cotton, she then pressed it to the blonde's forehead.

"Ohhfuckk!" The taller girl hissed in pain.

"You can take a hit from Jungkook but you can't handle this?"

"It's different..." Lisa mumbled which makes Jennie snorts.

"I can't believe you..." she shook her head, "Why didn't you just walk away?"

"Gotta protect my pride and my girl, Kim." Jennie's heart clenched and doubled its size at her words.

In a good way.

"I'm not your girl, Lisa..." the feline eyed girl stated. Lisa couldn't help but think she sounded a little... disappointed?

"Now chin up so I can look at your other cuts."

The blonde watched as Jennie examined her face with such careful precision. How her pretty brown eyes had an almost... caring quality to them一 she barely noticed the stinging on her cheeks as she studied the other girl. Her doe eyes dropped down to her pink lips, the bottom one trapped in between her teeth as she concentrated.

Lisa couldn't help but remember the feeling of those lips on hers and the way her body felt when it was too close to Jennie's.

"Would you stop looking at me like that..." Jennie demanded, somewhat shyly. Lisa thought it was cute of how she always tried to be intimidating.

"Yeah? Like what?"

"I don't know. Like 'that'." Their eyes hadn't met yet as the brunette was seemingly trying to avoid it.

So Lisa took a chance. Slowly, she leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to the other girl's mouth.

No tongue.

No jealousy.

No Jungkook.

It was sweet and tender and only lasted about three seconds before Lisa pulled away, her doe eyes twinkling. Jennie looked at her, bewildered and trying not to look so flustered.

"Why一 why did you DO that?" She asked, incredulously touching her lips. That kiss was just so amazing and full of lo一 l一 what? She couldn't even say the damn word.

"Come on, Nini-ah... you know you like it. You can't tell me you felt nothing when we first kissed."

She did. She really REALLY did. But she was too scared to admit it一 out loud or even just in her head.

"I... didn't," she answered. Lisa then backed away and studied her expression, "I didn't." She repeated more confidently.

"Bullshit."

"I was just trying to make Jungkook jealous, what the fuck are you talking about?"

"Bullshit again, come on Jennie... tell me you don't want this," Lisa whispered, placing her hands on the Korean girl's waist, her injuries forgotten.

"Just thinking about how you were in the hallway makes me so fucking hot. There's no way you didn't feel it too..." she pressed a delicate kisses up her neck. Lisa thought her salty skin tasted absolutely delicious.

"I know you want this too..." Lisa nipped at her pulse point causing Jennie to let out an involuntary moan.

And that one action seemed to snap her back to her senses. 'You can't like her...' she repeated in her head, 'Don't let anyone in.'

"Fucking stop it, Lisa!" She yelled. The blonde pulled back shocked at the Korean girl's sudden livid form.

"Is that seriously all you could think about? Having sex and fucking people?" Jennie bursted out, "Not everyone wants to sleep with you, Manoban. In fact, some people don't even want to be around you period!"

The badass looked at her with a pained expression marring her face and Jennie once again felt guilty. Oh no shit, she had to get rid of that. "Seriously, that's all your tiny brain could fucking think about. Sex sex sex, it's fucking annoying!"

Lisa narrowed her eyes at the girl's words. She didn't know where all this shit was coming from but she wasn't going to cower and just take it.

"Well, all YOU think about is your fucking popularity and status and reputation! News flash your highness; none of that is going to matter once we get out of high school! You think people will give two fucks about whether or not you dated the quarterback in the real world? Because they're not! Life isn't like that, Kim!"

Jennie knew she was right一 deep down. But at the surface, she was just as stubborn as Lisa. She didn't want to be so mean to the blonde but she knew she had to. Ruthless Jennie Kim was ready to take over for the second time today. Her defense mechanism was already ready to lash out and she couldn't stop herself.

"At least I'll graduate from high school! And what are you going to do? Smoke cigars under the bleachers for the rest of your life? Hit on girls and fuck anyone willing? That's all what's important to you anyway. Face it, Manoban. You'll be a fucking sour loser forever." She spat.

Lisa blanched, her fists clenching in frustration. Here she was thinking that Jennie wasn't the bitch she had originally thought she was and that maybe there was something more to her but of course, her instincts were always right. Jennie was cold, heartless and cruel and一 and she desperately wanted to prove her wrong about her.

"You know what's important to me? You fucking wanna know? It's keeping my family intact! That's important to me! Making sure there's food they can eat because my mom is working three jobs to keep our house and she doesn't get home till fucking midnight! Making sure my brother has a safe place to live because his dad's a fucking alcoholic who could hurt him at any moment like he did to me! That's what so goddamn important to me! So no, screwing people and GETTING OFF isn't the only thing I think about but I guess it doesn't matter to you does it? Because no matter what I do or say, your opinion of me will never change. In your eyes, I'll always be that stupid fucking whore who's destined to be a loser!" Lisa screamed, she looked so angry and hurt. So frustrated... her eyes were glistening with unshed tears of frustration.

Jennie was shocked; she didn't know any of that about the blonde. Was her family life really THAT bad? She knew that something was up but... she had no idea. Lisa looked so broken right now.

Jennie felt even guiltier and all she wanted to do right now was to take everything back.

"Lisa I一" she started but was cut off.

"Just shut the fuck up already, Kim. I don't want to deal with you anymore, just forget everything we did here." Lisa sighed heavily before getting off the couch, "Congratulations, we can finally break up now. Sorry if it's a couple days early."

Jennie swore she saw a tear fall before the blonde exited her house.

[•••]

During the last period, Rosé sat alone in Drama Arts, counting the seconds till class would finish so she could check on Lisa. Jennie had sent her a text that she had brought the doe eyed girl home and Rosé was super getting antsy.

The fight was insane, she couldn't believe either of them could keep going after all those hard blows. And then when the teachers took them away一

Suddenly, she remembered something..

She bent over and started digging through her bag, searching for the note that was thrown carelessly to the ground earlier. Finally she found it and took a hold of the said note.

This was what put Jungkook over the top and made him want to immediately beat the crap out of Lisa.

Curious, she opened it:

'Sorry you had to go through a downgrade in the women department. Thanks for pushing Jennie towards me, she made me happier than I ever thought. I understand why you miss her so much, that fucking sucks.'

一 Manoban.

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