Nine Lives Chapter 5
A/N: MUWAHAHAHA TAKE THAT DEADLINE! ..Actually I went a little over since I wanted to release this in honor of the 4th Album coming out, but I had 8 projects due today, all of which I started, but never finished. Though I can cheat and say I changed my icon in honor of the album >.>
Title: Nine Lives
Pairing: Reader and Heechul,
Side pairing: Almost ReaderxSungmin, onesided!Kyumin
Rating:Pg-13
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Animal death, swearing
Summary: It’s your first day at a new school, in a country you’ve only heard about in History class. Can you really fit in this place when you’re only an “American”?
A/N: I'm a bad person, I've been working on this instead of my several projects and homework assignments for school. >_<" I'm sorry to all my teachers, this is too addicting to write and your projects are mean!
It's almost the weekend! This is your fourth day at your new school, and you were filled with a mix of dread and anticipation. Anticipation for hopes of hooking Sungmin with Kyuhun, and dread for facing another day with Heechul. What was his problem anyways? He's obnoxious, stuck-up, orders people around like they were his slaves, and he just HAD to make the people in the hall(with gossip, soon to be the entire school) assume you're "With him". You scoffed a bit as you prepared to leave at the memory of him, you, and Heebum. Maybe you were asleep when that all happened. Maybe you were hallucinating, no way someone so conceited could have been that charming for a single moment. Just was not possible. Not wanting to or bothering to think about it anymore, you rolled your eyes for no one in particular, grabbed your bag, slung Heechul's jacket over your shoulder, and stuffed a piece of toast with peach jam into your mouth. It's not like you were going to be late, normally you've either been early, but this time, you felt a bit more sluggish, and didn't trust you would make it on time, therefore threw in the extra(un-needed) into getting to school.
Once there, you could swear that there's never been a large group of guys hanging outside of the school doors before. Curious(and with a nibble of your toast left) you walked over to the group, eyeing Shingdong.
"Hey Shingdong, what's going on??" Surprised, Shingdong quickly turned and his mouth formed a perfect "o". Looking back once to the crowd and then over to you he spoke nonchalantly.
"Eunhyuk challenged Hangeng to a dance competition, or really, he challenged Heechul. But Heechul just shoved Hangeng forward and said 'You do it', gotta say, that guy probably has Siwon and Hangeng under his thumb really badly. He says 'jump' and they'll probably ask 'how high?'", his tone of voice changed rapidly to a sour note, with his mouth sloping into a frown. You felt a pang of something unpleasant when he emphasized the 'relationship' the Sihanchul pairing had. Suddenly, something directed everyone's attention.
"What the hell is your problem anyway? You made up with Donghae already, didn't you? Why the heck are you challenging me to a dance competition?" Heechul's voice rang. You weaved your way through the various people there and stumbled into front row seats of the attraction. Heechul glanced in your direction and back at Eunhyuk before he hesitated and whipped his head back over at you. He grinned deviantly at you and quietly mumbled something you couldn't hear, nor anyone else for that matter. Then, without warning, Heechul yanked Eunhyuk by his collar and pulled him close to his face.
"Where, and when? 'Cause I'm in." The whole crowd stopped talking amongst each other, Hangeng's mouth slightly open in disbelief when he was asked not-so-long-ago to take Heechul's place. Eunhyuk flapped his mouth a bit, and stuttered.
"Dancing Studio, right now, only bring a few spectators." He finally answered firmly. Heechul let go of Eunhyuk's shirt, motioned with his fingers to Siwon and Hangeng to follow and left the crowd as if he was parting the Red Sea like Moses. Before he passed you, you could have sworn he gave you a wink. Right after which, the bell for class to start began, and everyone rushed to the school building as fast as their feet could go.
This is the first time you were late, and you didn't like the punishment Mr.Lee(Boom) gave you all for being late. What was the point in kneeling with your hands up in the air and balled into fists? Your arms were screaming in pain as the blood left them and you lost felling in your fingers. Shingdong was kneeling right next to you, he looked worse than you probably felt. His arms kept drooping, when he'd realize the were, he'd muster himself to put them upright again, each time the corners of his mouth seemed to be pulled further to his chin. Once everyone was able to return to their seats Heechul waltzed in the classroom with an injury on his face. Mr.Lee immediately pounced Heechul with frustrated questions, but you weren't listening to know what he asked specifically. After he stopped talking, Heechul just shrugged, and sat down in his desk, hands neatly folded and face deadpanned at the board. The teacher gawked at Heechul for a moment then carried on with the lesson.
The lesson was on Photosynthesis this time, fun. Something you learned when you were in elementary school, every now and then you pulled your attention away from the board and your notes to glance at the clock. Suddenly, you feel something being lightly pushed underneath your arm. Lazily, you shifted your sitting position and examined a note on your desk, in the direction where it came from was Siwon looking at you to make sure you knew who it was for. Vigilant to not make any noise, you unfolded the paper:
A Lost Sheep: Heechul-hyung’s been acting abnormal recently, it’s not like him to accept a fight. What do you think is going on with him?
You frowned a bit at the question and hastily scribbled down a reply
____: How should I know? You’re his best friend, and I’m just a new student. Please tell me you don’t truly use “A Lost Sheep” as your nickname for notes and instant messages….
You fold the note back up into a football and flick it at the right amount to plop onto Siwon’s desk without even catching Mr. Lee’s attention. Siwon jolted in surprise and stared at the note then to you in amazement. Finally, making sure Mr. Lee didn’t notice, he promptly answered and handed the note to you
One of God’s Childern: There, is that a better name? Just because I’m his best friend doesn’t mean he tells me everything, and to bring into light, haven’t we seen you two together quite often nowadays? And….HOW DID YOU DO THAT?! THAT WAS REALLY COOL! IT WAS LIKE A MINI-FOOTBALL OR SOMETHING OF THE LIKE!
You let out a small laugh, and quickly covered your mouth, but it was too late. Mr. Lee whipped his head toward you and put you in the spotlight.
“Well, ___-sshi, since you find something so amusing about this subject, why don’t you answer the question written up on the board?” he smiled sincerely, but his eyes showed slight child-ness and joy from apprehending a disruptor to his ‘exciting’ lesson.
…Drat.
Title: Nine Lives
Pairing: Reader and Heechul,
Side pairing: Almost ReaderxSungmin, onesided!Kyumin
Rating:Pg-13
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Animal death, swearing
Summary: It’s your first day at a new school, in a country you’ve only heard about in History class. Can you really fit in this place when you’re only an “American”?
A/N: I'm a bad person, I've been working on this instead of my several projects and homework assignments for school. >_<" I'm sorry to all my teachers, this is too addicting to write and your projects are mean!
It's almost the weekend! This is your fourth day at your new school, and you were filled with a mix of dread and anticipation. Anticipation for hopes of hooking Sungmin with Kyuhun, and dread for facing another day with Heechul. What was his problem anyways? He's obnoxious, stuck-up, orders people around like they were his slaves, and he just HAD to make the people in the hall(with gossip, soon to be the entire school) assume you're "With him". You scoffed a bit as you prepared to leave at the memory of him, you, and Heebum. Maybe you were asleep when that all happened. Maybe you were hallucinating, no way someone so conceited could have been that charming for a single moment. Just was not possible. Not wanting to or bothering to think about it anymore, you rolled your eyes for no one in particular, grabbed your bag, slung Heechul's jacket over your shoulder, and stuffed a piece of toast with peach jam into your mouth. It's not like you were going to be late, normally you've either been early, but this time, you felt a bit more sluggish, and didn't trust you would make it on time, therefore threw in the extra(un-needed) into getting to school.
Once there, you could swear that there's never been a large group of guys hanging outside of the school doors before. Curious(and with a nibble of your toast left) you walked over to the group, eyeing Shingdong.
"Hey Shingdong, what's going on??" Surprised, Shingdong quickly turned and his mouth formed a perfect "o". Looking back once to the crowd and then over to you he spoke nonchalantly.
"Eunhyuk challenged Hangeng to a dance competition, or really, he challenged Heechul. But Heechul just shoved Hangeng forward and said 'You do it', gotta say, that guy probably has Siwon and Hangeng under his thumb really badly. He says 'jump' and they'll probably ask 'how high?'", his tone of voice changed rapidly to a sour note, with his mouth sloping into a frown. You felt a pang of something unpleasant when he emphasized the 'relationship' the Sihanchul pairing had. Suddenly, something directed everyone's attention.
"What the hell is your problem anyway? You made up with Donghae already, didn't you? Why the heck are you challenging me to a dance competition?" Heechul's voice rang. You weaved your way through the various people there and stumbled into front row seats of the attraction. Heechul glanced in your direction and back at Eunhyuk before he hesitated and whipped his head back over at you. He grinned deviantly at you and quietly mumbled something you couldn't hear, nor anyone else for that matter. Then, without warning, Heechul yanked Eunhyuk by his collar and pulled him close to his face.
"Where, and when? 'Cause I'm in." The whole crowd stopped talking amongst each other, Hangeng's mouth slightly open in disbelief when he was asked not-so-long-ago to take Heechul's place. Eunhyuk flapped his mouth a bit, and stuttered.
"Dancing Studio, right now, only bring a few spectators." He finally answered firmly. Heechul let go of Eunhyuk's shirt, motioned with his fingers to Siwon and Hangeng to follow and left the crowd as if he was parting the Red Sea like Moses. Before he passed you, you could have sworn he gave you a wink. Right after which, the bell for class to start began, and everyone rushed to the school building as fast as their feet could go.
This is the first time you were late, and you didn't like the punishment Mr.Lee(Boom) gave you all for being late. What was the point in kneeling with your hands up in the air and balled into fists? Your arms were screaming in pain as the blood left them and you lost felling in your fingers. Shingdong was kneeling right next to you, he looked worse than you probably felt. His arms kept drooping, when he'd realize the were, he'd muster himself to put them upright again, each time the corners of his mouth seemed to be pulled further to his chin. Once everyone was able to return to their seats Heechul waltzed in the classroom with an injury on his face. Mr.Lee immediately pounced Heechul with frustrated questions, but you weren't listening to know what he asked specifically. After he stopped talking, Heechul just shrugged, and sat down in his desk, hands neatly folded and face deadpanned at the board. The teacher gawked at Heechul for a moment then carried on with the lesson.
The lesson was on Photosynthesis this time, fun. Something you learned when you were in elementary school, every now and then you pulled your attention away from the board and your notes to glance at the clock. Suddenly, you feel something being lightly pushed underneath your arm. Lazily, you shifted your sitting position and examined a note on your desk, in the direction where it came from was Siwon looking at you to make sure you knew who it was for. Vigilant to not make any noise, you unfolded the paper:
A Lost Sheep: Heechul-hyung’s been acting abnormal recently, it’s not like him to accept a fight. What do you think is going on with him?
You frowned a bit at the question and hastily scribbled down a reply
____: How should I know? You’re his best friend, and I’m just a new student. Please tell me you don’t truly use “A Lost Sheep” as your nickname for notes and instant messages….
You fold the note back up into a football and flick it at the right amount to plop onto Siwon’s desk without even catching Mr. Lee’s attention. Siwon jolted in surprise and stared at the note then to you in amazement. Finally, making sure Mr. Lee didn’t notice, he promptly answered and handed the note to you
One of God’s Childern: There, is that a better name? Just because I’m his best friend doesn’t mean he tells me everything, and to bring into light, haven’t we seen you two together quite often nowadays? And….HOW DID YOU DO THAT?! THAT WAS REALLY COOL! IT WAS LIKE A MINI-FOOTBALL OR SOMETHING OF THE LIKE!
You let out a small laugh, and quickly covered your mouth, but it was too late. Mr. Lee whipped his head toward you and put you in the spotlight.
“Well, ___-sshi, since you find something so amusing about this subject, why don’t you answer the question written up on the board?” he smiled sincerely, but his eyes showed slight child-ness and joy from apprehending a disruptor to his ‘exciting’ lesson.
…Drat.