HOW TO SAVE A LIFE - For Dummies

Chapter 4

"Actually he didn't say anything at all. I wonder what his voice is like!" Hoseok day dreams of the boys voice.

Jeongguk's head pops up at this. "I know what his voice sounds like!" Seokjin sticks his hand up, "Me too!"

"It's actually pretty deep." They say simultaneously.

"But he is so small! Shorter than Jimin!" Hoseok says, "and, he has feline eyes and doll lips! Not to mention great hair-"

"We know Hoseok." Namjoon snaps, his jealousy speaking out in volumes. Hoseok, and the rest look at him with a deadpan expression. "And you call yourself straight." They say before bursting out in laughter. "I am!" He denies.

"Sure Namjoon. Anyways," Seokjin moves the conversation away. "Let's get on that train, go home and have dinner! I'm not cooking tonight." He puts out his arm, pointing in front of them and marches off. "Pizza!" Taehyung and Jeongguk yell, seemingly forgetting about their full stomachs, or they just have good digestion systems. Well never know. The rest of the way home is filled with bickering and bantering, with civil conversations in between.

Hoseok opens the front door and slips off his shoes, running to the couch and turning on the television straight away. "Home sweet home!" He yells. The rest pile inside, spreading across the couches and floor as Namjoon calls the pizza place, hopefully getting the order correctly, unlike last time. The rest of the night ends in pizza and movies at almost 11:00 pm.

Yoongi's night was not so relaxing. He had only gotten about an hours rest before his phone rang. Raymond wanted him on another job. The assassins he sent got injured and no one can figure out a way to get in so now he had the task of doing it for them. By strolling through the front entrance and shooting the living daylights out of everyone and everything in anger, the injured were happy and he was crappy. He didn't get home until late, and by late I mean six in the morning.

Yoongi's POV

"Fuck you, fuck your stupid fucking loud noises and fuck your creator." I throw Eddies phone at the wall, creating a hole in it. "Aye ye twat! That was me fuckin' phone right there ye just chucked!" The large leprechaun exclaims in anger. "You're lucky the thing in compacted tightly or ye would've smashed it to bits!" I ignore him as he accepts the call, the annoying ringtone ends. I stand up from the chair in the kitchen and head for the front door. I've already showered and taken care of the wound. Hopefully just wiping the would sterile stuff would help it.

I slip my shoes on and close the door behind me as I walk out. Taking the usual route to school, I see that Seokjin guy again in the store on my way past. Arriving at school was not a problem, although I guess I had aroused some gossip, my attitude was not in check and I wasn't about to correct it. Apparently, most of the student body knew that too. Standing stock still, the students gazes landed on me, no one daring to speak until I was at least twenty feet away from them. Too bad I could still hear their whispers in the quiet hallway.

"Why is he so scary?"

"Isn't he the loner?"

"What crawled up his arse and died?" The last comment made me whip my head around, my icy glare fell onto a smirking bitch. The bitch who thinks the world revolves around her. I did not have enough will power to ignore her and try to stay unnoticeable, not like that would happen anyways today. Her ungodly pink stilettos hit the ground harshly as she strides up to me, don't ask me how she was allowed to wear heels, I don't even know.

"Look what the cat dragged in." Her high pitched voice making my ears hurt. She towers over me, trying to make me feel small. If only I could slice her body into tiny pieces and feed it to the dogs. She better fucking back the fuck up, "Sorry, I don't like the smell of burning plastic, I think you stayed in the sun to long. You're looking a bit orange." I said, hopefully quenching my boiling anger to no avail. She stares down at me in horror as teenagers start to come closer, holding up their phones and taking videos. "How dare you! Do you know who I am?!" She squeals like a pig.

"No and quite frankly I don't care." I say to her as my fist clenches. Who does she think she is! She doesn't own me, she doesn't even fucking know who I am! I'm considering that little plan I had for her. She brings her hand up, ready to smash it down on my face. It was so slow I could have dodged it easily, her skinny arm couldn't have done much damage anyways. A hand grabs her wrist, stopping it from coming down as she turns her head.

She gasps and turns her body around, her persona suddenly changing, "Taehyung!" She squeals. "I didn't see you there! What are doing here." She pushes herself onto said boy, putting her arms around her neck, seemingly not seeing the glare being sent her way. I just walk off, the people surrounding us parting like the Red Sea. My anger still bubbles as I storm off, trying not to punch a wall, maybe even a bitch or two. I make a b line towards the stairs to the roof.

Taehyung rips the girl from around him as his friends come over, his voice dropping dangerously low, "Don't you ever, bring your hand up towards Yoongi ever again." He icily glares at the bitch, making her stumble away. He looks towards where I was, blinking in confusion. "Where did he go?" He asks himself.

"You let him get away!" Jimin says in frustration. "It wasn't my fault! That girl had me captured!" He says in disgust.

"Guys, what put Yoongi in such a bad mood? He got into a fight for like the first time ever, at school." Seokjin says, concerned for the boy.

"He is here somewhere, we just have to find him. We have until the rings. And lunch times, and in between classes. He is in some your classes Jeongguk, so you will talk to him then too." Namjoon assures the group as they start looking.