Secrets

"Are you sure you don't want to come over?" Megan ask as we walk out of our history class. It was our last class of the day and I really couldn't wait to go home and lay down.
"Yeah, I'm tired. Plus, I have to help my grandmother tonight." Megan had a pity look our her face.
"How's her hip? Is it still troubling her?" I sigh and shrugged my shoulders.
"Whenever I ask, she says she's fine but, I can tell she's in pain." Megan swing her arm on my shoulder and gave me a comforting smile but, it didn't help.
My grandma fell down the stairs a couple of months ago and messed up her hip. The doctor said it'll most likely cause her pain the rest of her life. I try to help as much as I can but, she won't let me. She is such a stubborn person.
"You should go ahead and head home, Meg. I need to go to my locker before heading home." Megan walk ahead and look at me. "You know, I'm here for you, right?" I let out a laugh and nodded my head.
I watch my over energetic friend run down the hall.
I quickly walk to my locker that was in another hall. I need to get my homework, jacket, an- I was cut off by someone knocking in to me.
I glanced up at the boy to see that it was Jeon Jungkook. I could feel my cheeks turn red as he look down at me. While the other boys in his group of friends were a grade higher, we were in the same grade. However, we sadly didn't have many classes together.
"Ah, sorry." He says with a smile before walking away.
I scratched my head in confusion. Lately, I've been randomly running in to all of Kim Taehyung's friends. Why was that? I shrugged my shoulder before going to my locker.
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I could feel my eyes getting heavier as I watch my grandpa change the channels. I have been home for almost an hour and instead of going to my room, I decided to watch television with my Grandpa.
"Dinner's ready!" I jerk away to the sound of my grandma's voice. "Christian, why don't you go get change before we eat." I nodded my head and went to my room.
I let out a yawn before I started taking my hoodie off. As I took it off, something fell. I stared at it in confusion for a minute. I slowly pick it up.
It was a folded up piece of paper. It had my name written on it in cursive. I set my jacket on my bed and started to unfold it gently.
The handwriting was neat, and clear to read. It made me envy the person who wrote this.
"Meet me in the woods behind the school at Midnight."
-V

I felt like I needed to throw up. A few minutes ago, I was so tired that I could of fainted but, now I was wide away. I stared at the words on the paper.
"Who is V?" I murmured. Then, it hit me. One of the guys from the other night mention him! I felt sweaty and nervous. What if I don't show up? He can't do anything, right?

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