Jennie

I rush out of the house, munching on my breakfast bar with half my books still in my arms instead of in my bag. I know that damn devil is going to leave me behind if I don't hurry. She's done it to Rosé before, and I don't doubt that she'll do it to me too if I give her the chance. Ever since she got her license and her car last year she's become even more insufferable. I know she's going to want payback for the cockroach prank too. I'd be a fool to give her an excuse.

Lisa is leaning against her car, arms crossed and eyes on her watch. She's wearing dark jeans with a black tee that looks far too good on her. My eyes roam over her body and linger on her crotch. I feel myself blush, my mind flashing back to the way I sat in her lap yesterday. What was I even thinking? I can't believe I behaved that way. I just can't think straight when it comes to Lisa.

Ever since we were suspended together, I've turned into a nympho of sorts. I can't stop thinking about her and the way she touched herself. I can't help but wonder what she'll feel like against me and what she might feel like in my hands. I keep peeking into her bedroom like the pervert I've become. In the weeks since our suspension, I haven't seen her touch herself the way she did then, but she keeps forgetting to close her curtains and walks around half naked all the time. It's a sight I enjoy far too much. Would she be embarrassed if she found out I've been watching her? Would she think I'm weird? I can't look at her without my thoughts turning indecent.

Lisa glances up from her watch and I snap out of it. I jump into the car and glare at Rosé, who's occupying the back seat.

"I don't understand why we can't both sit in the back," I snap, reviving our daily argument. Lisa leans over and her cologne washes over me. Whatever she's wearing smells delicious on her. My heart starts racing and I blush when she grabs my seatbelt and buckles me in.

"For the last time, Minx. I'm not your damn driver. One of you is sitting in the front or neither one of you is coming with me."

I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest. Rosé puts her hand on my seat and leans in as far as her seatbelt allows her to. "So, are you excited for your date?" she asks.

My head whips towards her, and I look at her with wide eyes. I shake my head frantically to indicate that she needs to shut up, but she glances at me and then at Lisa with a wide smile on her face.

"What date?" Lisa asks, her tone sharp.

I shake my head and sit up straight. I look out the window and try to hide my crimson cheeks. "She's kidding," I tell her. I see her hands tighten on her steering wheel from my peripheral vision and I bite down on my lip. She can't find out. If Lisa finds out, she'll find a way to ruin the first date I've ever been asked on. I can't let that happen. Most of the girls in my class have done far more than date, and I've never even been kissed yet. If it's up to Lisa, I never will be.

Besides, it's both her and Rosé's fault I agreed to the date in the first place. Rosé is hanging out with Jisoo later, and I can't seem to get Lisa off my mind these days. I don't like it at all. Every time I get lost in thought, I wind up thinking about her.

"What date?" she repeats, her voice low and dangerous. I know that voice. she only ever sounds that way when I'm really, really close to snapping her patience. I bite down on my lip and stare out the window. If I just refuse to answer, she'll eventually let it go. She knows from experience that I'll only talk if I want to.

"Oh, Tony asked her out. I can't believe it took him this long to finally ask. He's been crazy about Nini for years now, but she barely realized he even existed. I'm so excited!" Rosé says. She bounces in her seat, ignoring the death stare I'm giving her from the mirror. She leans back into her seat, looking pleased. I shake my head, shocked by her betrayal. How could she do this to me? She knows Lisa is going to fuck this up for me now.

"Tony who? Tony fucking Andrews?" Lisa says. She looks at me, her eyes blazing.

I shrug. "None of your damn business," I reply, fuming. Lisa clenches her jaw and stares straight ahead. It's silent for a couple of minutes.

"No," Lisa says eventually. I frown and look at her in question. "You can't go. I forbid it," she says angrily.

I burst out laughing. "You forbid it?" I repeat, my hackles raised. This asshole. "Who do you think you are, Lisa? You're not my dad. I'm going, whether you like it or not."

"No, you're fucking not, Jennie," she yells. She looks furious, which is really unlike her. Lisa has her dad's patience. She never gets mad and she never really snaps at me, but it looks like she can't help it today. The idea of me going out with Tony really pisses her off.

"When?" she asks. Rosé looks from me to her with wide eyes, as though even she didn't expect her anger. "Roseann, when?"

She hesitates and then answers her truthfully. "Uh, today, after school." I cross my arms over my chest and ignore both of them the rest of the way. Lisa sighs as she parks the car and leans over me to undo my seatbelt, but I slap her hand away.

"I'm not a fucking child, Lisa. I can do it myself."

I storm out of the car and then walk back petulantly a minute later. Lisa holds up my bag with an infuriating smile on her face and I snatch it from her. I glare at her and then turn, storming off all over again.

Rosé runs after me, but I ignore her. "Come on, Nini, don't be mad. I'm sorry."

I stop and turn around to face her. "How could you do that to me, Rosé? You're supposed to be my friend. My best friend. You know she's going to ruin my date now, you know she will."

Rosé sighs and pushes my hair behind my ear. "I wasn't thinking... I just figured she'd find out one way or another. I just thought it'd be good for her to know that you're into Tony," she says.

I look at her, confused. "What?" I'm not even that into Tony, and she knows it. I only said yes because I've never been asked out before and I thought it might be fun to catch up with Tony. I guess part of me wanted to see how Lisa would respond though. Rosé shakes her head and smiles, but her smile doesn't reach her eyes.

"It's nothing, Nini. I'm sorry. Come on, we're going to be late for class."

I nod, and she takes my hand as we rush to our classroom. I sit down in my usual seat, feeling totally out of it. I'm not even sure why I'm feeling so disgruntled.

Mr. Fields goes down his attendance list and eventually asks for our homework. I jump and grab my bag. I spent all night finishing it because I it totally slipped my mind. If not for Rosé, I would've definitely come in empty-handed today.

I frown when I can't find it. I know I put it in my bag, I'm a hundred percent sure. I even double checked this morning.

My mind automatically replays this morning's events and I grit my teeth just as my phone buzzes. I take it out of my bag and check the text message.

Devil: Looking for your essay?

"Fucking Lisa," I mumble under my breath. Rosé looks at me with raised brows. "She stole my damn essay."

Rosé bites down on her lips but totally fails to hide her amusement.

"Funny for you. She never does this shit to you," I snap.

"Jennie," my teacher says, pausing in front of me.

I look up at him apologetically. "I forgot it at home, Mr. Fields. I swear I did the essay. I just don't have it on me."

He looks at me and sighs. I was sure he'd let it go — I'm top of my class and I've never forgotten to hand in an assessment, but she shakes his head. "You know the rules, Jennie. Detention."

I groan and drop my head to my desk. That asshole. She's trying to make me late for my date, and she's succeeding. Tony and I were meant to leave school together today.