Minho's P.O.V.

          I still can not believe Misun and I won first place. I still can not believe the conversation I had with her. I still can not believe I told her I wanted to be her friend. It will be my own fault if we're stuck in the friend status forever.

          It was the weekend I was sitting on the bench watching the rest of the Shinee Crew play soccer. I wanted to play with them really bad but I just couldn't risk my knee popping out of place again. The guys asked if we could do something else but I didn't want to take away their fun. I was suppose to be the referee but I was feeling lazy so I was just sitting down the whole game. There was a time out so they came over to get some water.

          "What happen to be a referee?" Onew asked, drinking half the water bottle in one gulp.

          "Do you know how boring it is just standing there and watching you guys play soccer?" I passed a water bottle to Taemin who was taking his sweet time getting over here.

          "Whatever, you're just being lazy, as always," Key smirked.

          "You need to cut the lying crap Key," I said, I tilted his water bottle so it spilled on his face while he was drinking it.

          "No, no this time Key was telling the truth," Jonghyun eyeballed me and smirked also.

          "Hey Minho where were you yesterday? We were suppose to go to Onew's house for tutorials. He had to pick me up instead," I totally forgot I was suppose to go pick up Taemin so we could go to Onew's house.

          "Oh, well, um Sooyoung picked me up yesterday, so I was with out a car the whole day," I was really hoping that they did not not ask more questions.

          "What about after she dropped you off or something?" Onew asked.

          "She never dropped me off; she ditched me," I mumbled the last part but they still heard me.

          Key did a spit take with his water and he couldn't stop laughing. Jonghyun just started smiling and shaking his head at him. "Dude! How the heck did she ditch you?" He asked still laughing.

          "Well she didn't really ditch me. I forgot I had a car and I let her go home by herself with our project and equipment," I said

          "How do you forget you didn't have your car?" Jonghyun asked. That was the third question after I wanted them to ask no more questions. Why are they so curious?

          "Just ask me what all I didn't yesterday!" I said sarcastically. I started to walk off giving the illusion that I was mad.

          "Uh... sorry," Jonghyun said, but it almost sounded like he was asking a question. I turned around and started walking towards them again.

          "It's okay, you guys go ahead and finish your game," I said as I sat back down. They finished drinking their water and ran back to the field. That was close I thought.

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          The rest of my weekend was so boring, I actually wanted school to start again. My alarm clock woke me up at 5:30 on Monday. Usually I press the snooze button another 3 times so I end up actually waking up a 6. But I hop up out of bed and started getting ready for school. I looked at myself in the mirror ,after I took my shower and brushed my teeth, for a good five minutes. I opened the medicine cabinet I grabbed my dad's AXE. I never really wore AXE before except on special occasions and dates. (Yes, I still dated even though I had a crush on her my whole life). Unlike some other guys, I know how not to spray too much. So, I sprayed some on myself and went into the kitchen to make some toast. I'm not a cook. When I was buttering the two pieces of toast, my mom walked in rubbing her eyes like she just woke up.

          "Minho, what are you doing up so early?" she must of gain focus again because she stopped rubbing her eyes and started walking towards me.

          "Getting ready for school like I always do," I said and took a bite out of my toast.

          "This early Minho? Here let me cook you a proper breakfast," she said. She took my toast out of my mouth and started eating herself as she was walking to the refrigerator. 

          "Thanks Umma," I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch, thinking of a way to waste my time. I picked up the phone and dialed her number.

          "Yeoboseyo?" she sounded sleepy and annoyed.

          "Hey Misun!," The power went off. "Umma!"

          "Minho, don't tell me you're afraid of the dark," she said, now starting to walking into the living room.