Chapter 2 – The Deal

 

I was about to leave when I saw the great Student Council President...

 

dropped on his knees.

 

WHAT.

 

And started crying...

 

 

 

Okay... I should really leave. This is not my thing---

 

 

 

 

 

*BLAG BLAG* 

 

ASDFGHJKL~!!

 

 

 

 

OTTOKEEEEEEE???

 

 

“Ah... Hehehehe...” I laughed awkwardly as I immediately pick up the things I dropped in the floor.

 

OTTOOOOOKEEEE??? HOW CAN I BE THIS CLUMSY?!!!

 

 

When a pair of hands suddenly help me to pick up my stuff...

 

It's Kwon Ji Yong...

 

“You got 65 in your Calculus quiz? Tsk tsk.” He said in disbelief while looking at my recent Calculus quiz results.

 

STOP TSK TSK ME.

 

I should thank the heavens because I still got 65.

 

THIS IS THE HIGHEST GRADE I GOT IN CALCULUS YOUUUU .

 

“Tch.” I hissed as I grabbed the paper and place it inside my Calculus book. “Don’t touch my things.” I said as I hatily threw them inside my locker.

“Then don’t eavesdrop on other’s business.” He glared.

 

Uhm. Oops.

 

“Uh... I didn’t mean to! I’m just planning to place this--” Then I stopped midway as I remember the devastated look on his face a while ago.

 

 

I couldn’t help but to feel guilty about it.

 

Aish. I pity this guy---

 

“I don’t care.” He snapped – but obviously he’s still look very affected.

 

Boys. -.-

 

“But I won’t tell it to anyone! I swear. Cross my heart hope you die!”

“What? Hope I die??” he exclaimed which earned a nod from me.

 

But of course...

 

THIS IS FRONT PAGE BABY! THE ALMIGHTY KWON JIYONG IS FRIENDZONED!

 

BWAHAHAHA.

 

Okaaay.. Sorry. I’m such a meanie *Roll eyes*

 

“Right. I’m not expecting you to say it to anyone else anyway.” He scowled.

 

CHINCHA.

I therefore conclude. He’s an .

 

“Tch. No wonder. You’re friendzoned--” I mumble.

“You don’t know anything, so shut up.” He said in a very low scary voice.

 

I don’t know why but when he said that...

 

It scares the hell out of me.

 

“Mianhe... B--but--”

“But what?” He asked looking very irritated and raised a brow.

 

 

Psh. I need to get out of here. This is really awkward.

 

So without thinking twice, I immediately search for a handkerchief inside my pocket...

 

Wait. Do I even have one?

 

 

 

Oh right here!

 

Wait...

 

This is my handkerchief the other day eh... Oh well~~ Whatever. I still hand it to him.

 

“Here. Take this.”

“Erm? What is this?” He said while eyeing the handky as if it got deadly germs.

“It’s a handkerchief.” I muttered nonchalantly.

“I know.” He hissed while rolling his eyes then points at the red stain on my hanky.

 

Oops. :P

 

“Sorry.” I grabbed it again and fold it on a different side. “I ate hotdog the other day eh..” I explained and handed it back to him. “With ketchup.”

“Seriously??? The other day?” He exclaimed like I have AH1N1.

“Tss. Just get it okay.” I insist, as I grabbed his right hand  "Or might as well sneeze on it. I don't care" and place it on top of his hand---

 

 

 

ASDFGHJKL!!!

 

 

 

*Electro-magnetic sound effects* (LOL. Srsly. I’m pathetic with sound effects HAHAHA.)

 

 

 

 

What

 

The

 

 

 

 

Was that???

 

 

 

 

Aish. His hands are soft ha~~

 

“Err... Gotta go. Bye!” I said awkwardly and ran away.

 

 

 

Srsly. Whatthewasthat?

 

 

 

~*~

 

Dismissal

 

 

 

“Faster Daraaaa! You little turtle frog. There might be no application forms left in the lobby by this time! We might end up cleaning the hallways of the school or worse become a janitor for a month!” Bom shouted as she grabs me downstairs.

“Stop over-reacting Bominator.” I teased.

 

Well, she really hates it whenever I call her Bominator.

 

She told me It sounds like a fat lady working in Burger King. -.-“

 

“STOP IT.” She glared.

 

See? PMS-ing. HAHAHA.

 

 

 

 

When we reached the lobby...

 

 

 

WHOAAAA.

 

TENENEN! That’s a lot of people ha.

What is this? VIP STANDING FOR ALIVE TOUR????

 

The bulletin board might end up a total wreck because of the volume of students crowding around it - just for the sake of the application forms.

 

“There’s no way I’ll go there Bom. I could already smell the stinking sweat of the football players from here.” I seriously said.

 

FACT 101: I hate crowded places. It’s like Claustrophobia-ish. What I hate the most is the mixed of human smell. LOL.

Sweat plus perfume plus cologne plus smoke. Hello? Can they give me some respect?

 

I took a bath early this morning oh!

 

AN: CHINCHA?!

 

 

 

 

After 10 minutes...

 

The noise and students in the bulletin board has already died down.

 

So Bom and I immediately went to the board to get ourselves our form.<