I’ll never forget the day that Kris arrived in Korea, I was on cloud nine I even made a fool of myself for her. I didn’t ever think I’d ever regret bringing her here. But right now as I race down the highway. My mind is blank my heart pounding with all the emotions I shoved out of my mine…..just like the beginning Kris ….just like always Kris was leaving me. God must ing hate me.

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The doors to the terminal opened and a crowd flowed out, my eyes scanned the crowd excitement bubbled in my chest. Finally a head of bunching curls came out, her mocha skin, full pink lips set her apart from everyone else causing a few other heads to turn in her direction.

Holding up my glitter encrusted sign up I began to scream like a fan girl, those big brown eyes of hers turned toward me and she looked at me in utter disbelief and horror.

“Kris! Krisssss SHHHHHIIII, OH MY GOD I LOOOOVVVEE YOU”! I shouted bouncing in place. Kris, looked around her and for a split second looked like she had some regrets as more eyes her as I flashed pictures of her as she tried to move out into the airport and away from me.

She looked at begging me to abort the plan but I quickly shot one back that clearly got my point across that we were doing this. I watch her sigh then slip on a pair of shades and throw her head back tossing those chocolate curls.

“No pictures please”. She said covering her face, as smiles creeping across it. I went ape , screaming for an autograph, hand shake, my admiration, everything I’d seen the fan girls and guys do to my parents.

As Kris tried to make it to the exit with me (her avid fan girl) in hot pursuit our plan was working, other people joined in taking pictures and following her asking for autographs. At that point I turned into her manger keeping them at bay and clearing the way to my car.

We had a good sized crowd by the time we got inside and drove off.  My smile of satisfaction was mirrored on Kris’s face when I looked over at her as we pulled off.

“That was crazy, I can’t believe we just did that, Lina you are CRAZY”! She said looking at me her eyes dancing I looked back at the road.

“Whose idea was this, huh, and why did you look like you wanted to flake”. I said poking her in the arm “You were just going to let me look like some crazy foreigner huh”! I jokingly assured her.

“Hey, hey I wasn’t really serious when I said all that stuff’. She retorted leaning her head against my shoulder “You’re not mad at me right”?

Laughing I bumping her off “No not really, you would have been guilty by association”.

“What do you mean”? She sat back in her seat and closed her eyes, sighing.

“We’re both black, so everyone would have thought we were together anyway”. I laughed pulling onto the expressway heading for Gangnam.

“First of all, your BLASIAN, your just a little tan but we don’t look that much alike”.

“Well whatever, we did it, you loved it, and now we're together forever”. I cooed patting her head. She had a point I was 5’5 and most of my height was in my torso, where as Kris was 5’6 and all legs, my hair was straight, her’s was . Her body would forever be something I envied toned with soft muscle definition while mines was always toneless and she had a and a just enough s and I didn’t.

“When did a year turn into forever, huh Lina”? Yawning she reclined the seat

“Yah, don’t rain on my parade, just go with it”. I snipped back pouting, I didn’t want to think about her leaving, especially since we are back together after being separated for 5 years and growing up together like sister.    

“Whatever I missed you Lina, I’m glad I’m here”.

I smiled “me too”