Girl Talk
A Fangirl's Dream*Brianna’s POV*
“Okay, spill.” I sat down on Rebecca’s bed; laying out all the midnight snacks I had stolen from the kitchen.
“Nutella and pretzel rods!” Rebecca shouted as she grabbed the jar and opened the container of pretzels.
I waited until she had one pretzel stick smothered in the rich, creamy hazel spread before urging her again. “What did you need to tell me?”
She bit off a piece of the sweet and salty treat, then looked down at her criss-crossed legs.
“I-I think I’m in love.”
“WHAT?!”
“Shhhh!” she put her hand over my mouth.
“What do you mean you’re in love,” I asked, ripping her hand away from my mouth. “You know that Minho has to be with Nicole now-,”
“It’s not Minho.”
Okay, now I was really confused.
“Well then who the heck is it?”
She looked up at me, too scared to say his name.
“Come on, Rebecca! Have I ever let you down?”
“No…”
“Then tell me!”
“I-i-it’s… Onew…”
“The chicken guy?!”
“Briannaaaaa,” she complained, hiding her face in her pillow.
“Oh my gosh, you really like him don’t you?”
She peaked over the pillow and nodded.
I’d only seen her like this once before. It was three years ago when she was in 7thgrade. She had a secret crush on this 9thgrader for the longest time. One day, the boy asked her to go to their semi-formal dance with him. It kind of came out of nowhere, but she wasn’t about to decline. He told her he’d meet her at the main entrance to the school at 7:00. I remember getting a call at 9:30 to hear her sobbing voice tell me through the line that he hadn’t come. She’d waited two and a half hours for the jerk, and he never came. I later found out that the boy had discovered Rebecca’s secret crush and thought it would be funny to stand her up like that. People were so cruel.
“Rebecca, just be careful. I don’t want you getting hurt like last time.”
“Last time was different! I was little and stupid. Now I’m fifteen! I’m not going to let some boy play me again. I am going to do this the right way and not be too eager. I will wait for him.”
“Aw, you always seem so much older than you really are,” I said, hugging my little sachon. (I know they’re American but we actually do call each other sachon! *Cough* these characters are real people besides Nicole who has my middle name *cough*.)
“But, do you know how old he is?” I asked, pulling out of our hug.
“I didn’t think of that, but he can’t be too old! By his behavior I’d say he’s maybe 18 or 19.”
“Hmmm, I don’t know. You should probably find out before you get too…attached.”
“Well I can’t imagine he’s too much older, or SME wouldn’t have paired me up with him.”
“True… true…” I was still worried. I had seen my dongsaeng’s heart get broken too many times. “What about Minho?”
“Well, I mean, he’s a great guy, but I’d rather just be…”
“Friends?”
“Yeah…” She looked down in sadness. “Is that bad?”
“Well, you can’t really help your feelings. You and Minho weren’t official or anything either. It’s not like you kissed… right?!”
“Haha, no we didn’t kiss.”
“Good!” I said in relief.
The problem with my little sachon was that she fell in love too easily. She was such a loving, giving person that she had a hard time controlling her emotions. When she’d fall in love, she’d love the person with all her heart, just as she would want to be loved. It worried me sometimes. It was almost as if she cared more about other people than herself.
“So what’s the scoop on you and Key?” Rebecca asked, perking up as she changed the subject.
“Ugh; please!” I didn’t even want to hear his name. Just the thought of him disgusted me. “He’s a pain in the .”
“Is it really that bad?”
“Oh, you have no idea. I don’t even want to talk about it,” I said as I opened the bag of Doritos lying on the bed in front of me.
As I crunched down on the cheesy chip, I pretended that the crunch was the sound of me twisting Key’s arm back to the breaking point. I crunched down as hard as I could.
“Ow!” I exclaimed. I reached up and rubbed my throbbing cheek.
Sorry for going a little Jinki crazy here...
....I just love him so<3
He makes me all:
Forever Jinki!
+chicken<3
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