When you least expect it (Jensoo convert G!P)

Chapter 18

Me: You really don't live up to the rumours.

I reply, setting my phone on the table before typing another sentence of the essay, only to check my phone again.

Good Kisser: What rumours would those be?

I take a minute, deciding if I should tell her or just keep her guessing.

Me: Well, you are renowned for giving girls compliments, yet here you are telling me that I look like I've had a rough morning.

I keep my phone in my hand, waiting for her reply.

Good Kisser: Renowned? Really? Well, I don't remember these compliments.

I am about to type a reply when she sends a second message.

Good Kisser: If you wanted a complement, all you had to do was ask.

I resist the urge to glance up at her and glare.

Me: I wasn't asking for a compliment.

I reply curtly, kind of offended that she thought that I was implying that I wanted her to give me a compliment.

I set my phone down again, bringing my attention back to my essay. I spend the next ten minutes, refusing to lift the phone again. I hear the bell go, indicating that the class was over. It was only after I had put my laptop back into its case, and slipped it into my bag that I check my phone while waiting on the rest of the girls to tidy up their stuff.

I realise that she had sent three messages.

Good Kisser: I know, maybe I just wanted an excuse to give you one.

I feel a blush creeping up my face. I keep my face down, refusing to let anyone, especially her, see that I was blushing.

Good Kisser: Are you seriously not going to check your phone?

I move past the second message to read the last one, the one that sends a flutter of excitement through me.

Good Kisser: Tonight? Meet me outside Mr Davidson's house. 8pm.

I notice that she made sure the first part of the message was a question, knowing that I hated it when she was demanding.

Me: Maybe I didn't check my phone because you annoy me. See you then.

I take my phone off 'do not disturb' as the girls and I walk out of the room and towards our next class.

The rest of the day went by like most Fridays, everyone getting excited for the weekend. Rosé was no exception to this. Any time that we were along, she was talking about what she should wear to the game on Saturday, or what she should say to Lisa if she came and talked to her.

"Do you think I'm over-reacting to this?" She asks me for the fourth time that day, as we were walking to the car park after school.

"Look, just see how the game goes tomorrow. You will know more when you see her reaction to seeing you tomorrow." I reply.

"You're right. So you are collecting me still, yeah?" She clarifies.

"Of course." I smile at her, lifting my hand in a wave as she heads towards her car and I head towards mine.

By the time Mino comes home from practice that night, Irene was finishing getting ready for her date with Seulgi. When she asked what to wear, I tried to indicate for her to wear something fancier than normal. The only way I could do this without her getting suspicious was to suggest changing her converse to ankle books and a cute top that was from my wardrobe. Fancier than usual yet not too fancy.