I entered the school gate cautiously, wondering whether or not I was
receiving strange stares, however, I wasn’t. I calmed down at least a
tiny fraction. Upon remembering that I had chemistry first period, I
groaned inwardly, grumbling as I approached Sana in the hallway.

“So how did it go!?” she asked excitedly.

“How did it go? How did it go?” I growled. “I would rather walk around
upside down!” I exclaimed.

“Something happened, didn’t it?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No. It didn’t,” I lied, epically failing at it too, because I could
feel my cheeks turning crimson.

“Tell me, tell me,” she urged, poking me in the arm. “Tell me!” she whined.

“I kissed her, that’s what,” came her voice from behind me. I spun
around and nearly bumped straight into her. I turned back and Sana was
somewhat completely mesmerised as though gazing at a God of some sort.

“Sana? Sa-na?” I said in a sing-song voice, waving my hand in front of her.

“Oh – yeah – what?” she said in a daze.

“Yesterday, you see, I kissed her,” Momo smirked, leaning down so that
her face was right next to mine. I edged away nervously, only to bump
into the locker. “On – the – cheek” she added, emphasising each and every
word, putting a finger on my cheek in the supposed spot where she’d
‘kissed’ me.

My face reddened yet again and I cursed myself for getting embarrassed
so easily. “Anyway. I’ll see you in chem,” she grinned, saluting me as she
walked off.

As soon as she had disappeared around the corner of the hallway, Sana
immediately began totally spazzing. “You said nothing happen!” she
scowled, yet remained grinning.

“Shut up,” I growled.

“You – she kissed you! Are you for real? Do you know how many girls and boys want
to be in your position right now?”

“Firstly, it was on the cheek, I doubt they’d care, and secondly, all
those girls and boys are crazy.”

“The more I see her up close, the better looking I realise she is…” she
sighed dreamily.

“Snap back to the real world now.” I flicked her in the arm and grabbed
my books from my locker.

We parted ways as Sana headed to Drama and I to Chemistry. Was Momo
really that good looking? I took the moment to bring her face up in my
memory. Blonde-brown hair and hazel eyes. Her smile was kind of cute. Oh
my. Why on earth was I thinking this? Definitely not. No way on earth.
No no no no no.

“Deep in thought?” Momo grinned, leaning against one of the lockers
outside the chem classroom.

Of all cursed faces I had to see this morning, it just had to be her
didn’t it? “Hey, I asked you a question. It’s rude to ignore people
y’know?” She nudged me in the elbow.

“Okay, come in,” Mrs Kim said, opening the door. The students filed in
one after the other and I quickly merged with the others, hoping to get
away from Momo as quickly as possible.

“Are you still avoiding me?” she asked, still behind me. I ignored her
and sat down. “Come on, that’s just childish.” I sat down and opened up
my textbook – the one that was half trashed now, courtesy of Momo and
co. She looked over at the textbook and gave a stifled laugh.

'Shut up. Some of us are trying to pay attention in class. Also, it was
your fault that my textbook is all screwed up.'

“Here,” she said, sliding a brand new textbook across the desk. “They
misunderstood the reason that you were there, okay?”

Should I take it? Or not take it? My pride was conflicted with my normal
self. A free textbook? Or going out and buying my own textbook to retain
my pride? In the end, my normal self won over. I put my ripped up one
into my bag and opened up the new one.

It really was brand new; it smelled like one of those unopened books.
The pages were crisp and smooth. Oh how I loved new textbooks. I risked
a glance out of the corner of my eye, only to catch her smirking with
what looked like self-satisfaction. I regretted taking that textbook,
but returning it now would only make it worse.

I replayed the scene in my mind for the rest of the day, imagining what
could have happened instead, but imagining it wasn't going to change
anything. I continued rhythmically tapping my pencil against the paper,
waiting for the teacher to finish writing up the rest of the notes.

She finally finished and I scrawled them down. The bell rang and we were
all dismissed. "Mina, please wait behind," my teacher - Miss Lee -
said. Everyone looked at me as they left, and even I was curious as to
why I was being held back.

I walked over to her desk, with what probably was a very anxious
expression, because she said, "Don't worry, you're not in trouble," and
laughed. "I need you to run these keys back to Mr Choi," she said,
passing me a set of keys. "He's probably in the gym still; he had a
class last period."

I hadn't entered the gym to do sport since year ten, but nothing much
had changed; the gym was still the gym. Boys pushed and shoved as they
left and I struggled to squeeze in between them.

Mr Choi was nowhere to be seen inside the gym, which meant he was
probably outside, putting equipment in the shed. I went outside, and as
I approached the shed, I could hear the clanking of equipment. Bingo. I
walked into the shed, and just as I caught a glimpse of the person - who
I originally thought was Mr Choi -, a gust of wind blew past and the
shed door slammed shut.

"What the heck!?" I accidentally exclaimed aloud, immediately spinning
around, trying to push the door back open.

"Nerd bird?" Momo asked. I heard her shoes shuffle forward. There was
little to no light in the shed. The little light shone in through the
cracks in the shed.

"Do you know how to get the door open?" I asked.

"I'll try," she sighed. I moved to the side and she too tried rattling the
door. "Well, on the bright side, I'm sure someone will come by quickly."

"What about Mr Choi?" I asked.

"He's not coming. You see...I'm here, because I'm in 'trouble'."

"Right." Despite the lack of light, I was lucky to be able to make out
Momo's figure moving around; if not, this would be even more awkward
than it already was. "Someone! Help!" I exclaimed. "Help!" I yelled again.

I heard the school bell toll loudly outside and then the excited yells
and shouts of students in the school yard. Too bad the shed wasn't in
the school yard. The shed was on the opposite side of the school - it
was behind the school.

"There's no way anyone will hear you. We might as well wait for a
miracle," she sighed. Although I couldn't be certain, from the noise, I
assumed that she sat down, so I too decided to follow. I had to feel my
way around, shuffling rather than taking proper steps. It was getting
dark far too quickly for comfort; it was one of the reasons I didn't
like winter so much.

"Woa-woah-woah!" I exclaimed, stumbling over something rock-like. I
hurled forwards and immediately stuck my arms out.

After what felt like minutes of free falling, two strong hands gripped
my arms and I was standing...but tilted forwards. Hastily, I stood back
up. Those were Momo's legs? Who the hell would leave their legs out
like that!?

"Uh...thanks....and sorry about that," I apologised awkwardly, sitting
down. I ensured there was at least a one metre space between Momo and I.
"That's going to bruise," she mumbled.

Silently apologetic, I remained silent. We didn't talk for the next
however long it was, and eventually, the school yard had become silent.
How was it possible that throughout those hours, no one had walked past?
If someone had, we would have heard their footsteps and jumped up and
yelled.

"What," I began saying, but stopped when I realised my voice was all
hoarse and croaky from not speaking for a long time. I quickly cleared
my throat and started speaking again. "What time do you think it is? Do
you think they'll close up school gates soon?" I was honestly beginning
to panic.

"I'm pretty sure they close the school gates at five thirty; it's
probably five by now," she replied. We were both sitting here hopelessly.
Being trapped in here all night would be torturous. The temperature
dropped significantly at night time; the transition into winter was
always awful.

Was it possible to die from coldness because the temperature dropped too
far below zero?

The wind began blowing through the gaps in the shed, the temperature
seeping out from my skin. I hugged myself for warmth and pulled my legs
closer, nudging slightly over to the left side to avoid a gap in the
shed wall. Now I was only half a metre away from Momo.

"Anyone out there!?" I tried yelling again. "Hello!?" I shouted. The sun
had begun to set as the amount of light in the shed lessened and
lessened. A few minutes later, it was completely dark. And I was cold.
Very cold.

"The caretaker is so deaf, he probably wouldn't hear you if you screamed
like that in his ear," Momo remarked.
"Doesn't this seem a bit nostalgic?" I asked, suddenly recalling a
memory I didn't exactly want to recall. It was dark, and I was in a
closed area...alone...with Momo.

"Good times, good times," she joked.

I hugged myself tighter, trying to preserve body heat for as long as
possible. "Do you have a phone on you?" I asked, suddenly remembering
that technology did exist.

"If I had a phone on me, I would have used it by now," she replied,
sounding slightly annoyed.

"It was worth asking," I answered defensively.

I was shivering and the goosebumps were evident all over my skin. Sure,
I was in a jumper with a blazer on top, but I was wearing a skirt and
stockings. Stockings had little holes in them!

"Here, wear this," Momo said, ditching what felt like a sport jacket
at me.

She must have been wearing the jacket before because it was really warm
when it touched me. If she just threw her jacket to me, then what on
earth was she wearing still?

"I don't need it," I said quickly, throwing it back. A second later, I
had it hurled back at my face again. I pulled it off my head, snarling.

"Don't be so dignified. You're shivering so much, I can tell from here,"
he said.

"I'm fine. I've got a jumper and a blazer on, you're the one who should
be worried."

"Meh,"

An idea struck me, but I paused for what felt like hours to think. It
would be wrong to have her die here, especially with me present. I made
my decision.

"Um...do you want to share then? I can take off my blazer as well so
that we're both warm...." I suggested awkwardly, peeling the blazer off.

"Okay," she agreed rather quickly. The cold must have gotten to her by
now. We both shuffled our bums across the concrete floor and eventually
our shoulders were touching. She was freezing cold.

I put my blazer and her jacket over the both of us and I continued to
hug myself tightly. Although she had been trying to be like a man earlier, I
could tell she was cold, because between my shivers, I could feel her
slight shudders from the cold wind.

If we didn't die here tonight, this would be one very long night.

You see this is a MiMo chapter.. wait for MinaYeon

Just wait for my next updates 'kay?

I'm really sorry if it took so long for me to update..

But thanks for waiting everyone ^~^

Love ya~

~_momoring_