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The Challenge by The Lucky Kind of fanfiction.net

Chapter 6

Normally I would've been mad and extremely offended. I would've stormed out and I wouldn't have cared if she slammed her head on the armrest and gotten a concussion. This never happens to me because no girl in the entire planet is quite as messed up and bizarre as she is. Normally I would've walked away and not taken a second glance behind me, but nothing about her is normal. Besides, it's pretty much impossible to be angry when she looks so peaceful when she sleeps.

The movie was almost over and the final scene was playing on the screen. Dara had drifted off somewhere between the part when the swamp guy ate the bridesmaids to when he axed the best man. Her head fell onto my shoulder and she snuggled into my neck with a content expression on her face. I spent a good portion of the movie watching her sleep and tracing the indents of her face with my finger. Her eyes fluttered a couple times but she never woke up. My finger traced her cheekbones and trailed down to the curve of her upper lip. Her skin was this angelic shade of white and it practically stood out in a dark theater.

I was continuing my ministrations on the edges of her alluring lips when she shifted slightly in her seat. I pulled my finger back onto my lap quickly and watched as she sat upright and examined her surroundings. She looked throughout the theater and at the screen that were beginning to play the credits when she finally turned to look at me. She looked at me, instantly remembering where she was as she sent me an apologetic smile.

"Sorry. I fell asleep," she said as she rubbed the crusts from her eyes. It is a true mystery as to how she can have bed head and crusty eyes and I still find her very attractive.

I chuckled, "Yeah I noticed."

"You're not mad?" she said cautiously as if she was expecting me to blow up.

I shook my head genuinely surprised to find that I wasn't mad before standing up and dusting the stray popcorn from my lap. I reached out my hand for her which she gladly took. "Let's go get some food," I suggested as I led her out of the theater.

"Where?" she said lagging behind me.

"Melody Diner." She scrunched up her nose as if she just smelled something extremely pungent. "What?" I asked her after noticing her disgusted look.

"Nothing," she unconvincingly shrugged. I gave her a pointed look letting her know that I didn't believe that pathetic performance. She sighed before continuing, "Melody Diner is so expected. Everyone goes there for their first date and it just gets so tiring."

"That's not true!"

She raised her eyebrows at me. "Really? So you're telling me that you don't take every girl you've ever asked out to the Melody Diner for your first date?"

I grimaced and she smiled in victory both of us knowing my answer before I even had to say it. "First you fall asleep during the movie and now you’re criticizing my dinner plans. You're really hurting my mojo here," I frowned.

She chuckled, "Mojo? Really? How do you ever get girls to go out with you talking like that?"

"Did you come on this date just to insult me?" I deadpanned.

"That was one of the reasons," she smirked at the horrified look on my face.

I rolled my eyes before dragging her into the diner. "Let's just go eat something. Maybe you'll think of some new insults over a full stomach."

She scoffed. "Oh Jiyong. Please don't doubt me. I have a whole inventory of insults right up here," she said motioning to her brain. We slid into a booth with her opposite me. I handed her a menu that was stacked on the side of the table. I didn't take one for myself already knowing what I wanted to order. She read the menu and chewed on her bottom lip as she studied it. I smiled as her lip turned white as her teeth held onto it. She peered at me from over the menu and cocked her head to the side.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" she asked self-consciously reaching up to flatten down the nonexistent hairs that were out of place.

I shook my head reaching over to pull down her hand. "I was just-"

"Jiyong!" a voice shouted from behind me. I groaned instantly recognizing that shrill voice.

"Jihyun..." I said in a stony tone through gritted teeth. She ran up to our booth smacking her hand on the table and leaning closer to me with her back facing Dara. I forced a pleasant smile on my face and turned to face Jihyun. She had leaned so far over the table that her face was inches from mine. "What are you doing here? You never work on Fridays," I asked trying my best to sound polite but I'm pretty sure my glaring and clipped tone gave it away.

Jihyun was the only girl I ever dated who was so oblivious and thick-headed that she didn't understand that I wanted nothing to do with her. I had only dated her for two days and she had already said I love you. The next day at school we had revealed the whole thing and everyone understood that I had only used her. Everyone but Jihyun. She was mad at me for a day, then she came over to my house at midnight telling me that she had forgiven me. I told her I didn't want her forgiveness and ever since that day, she has it locked in her skull that I am secretly in love with her. She says that I'm afraid of commitment but she will wait for me until I'm ready. It has taken all of my willpower not to scream at her to get the hell away from me.

"I know!" she said in that same cheery voice not even blinking at my obvious displeasure.

"But for some reason you never come in when I am working, so I decided to work every day of the week. Now I get to see you! Isn't that great?" She tilted her chest in my direction, giving me a clear view of her s and the button on her uniform she 'accidently' left open.

I inwardly groaned mentally reminding myself to find a new place to take girls. I glanced at Dara who was giggling quietly behind her menu. She obviously wasn't as dense as Jihyun and caught on to my discomfort. Her shoulders moved up and down as covered with her hand stifling her laughter. I shot her a glare but all she did was purse her lips together trying harder to contain her giggles. I smirked as I glanced between Dara and Jihyun a lightbulb going off in my head. Dara took deep breaths calming her down enough to take notice of the look on my face. Her eyes widened and she shook her head frantically, putting her hands together in a pleading motion as she mouthed the word no over and over again to me. All I did was smirk and turn to Ji Hyun who was still leaning over the table staring dreamily at me not even noticing that it had been five minutes and I haven't answered her.

"Well it was nice to see you Jihyun," I smirked ignoring Dara's pleas and frenzied begging from the corner of my eye. "But I would like to spend some time alone with my date, if that's alright?" I said motioning to a very distraught Dara.

Jihyun froze slowly turning her head behind her with an antagonistic expression on her face. She glowered at Dara as if noticing her for the first time who looked visibly uncomfortable.

"You guys are on a date?!" she spat venomously.

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