Sorry that it took so long between chapter 1 and 2. I had them all written up in my school text book lol but didn't transfer them. I hope you guys are enjoying it a little bit. Next week I should have chapter 4 and 5. It's going to get really interesting soon.

- Alyssa

As the alien was staring at me when I pulled out my assault rifle, he whispered at me, "Marissa. Marissa. Wake up beautiful." Confused I cocked the gun and fired. "Die alien scum!" I screamed. Even as he lay dead, he kept whispering. What was a dead alien invader whispering at me. I felt the dream fading as the whispers became clearer. "Beautiful. I have sweet cakes for you. Can't you smell the coffee?" Confused I opened my eyes slowly. Then I closed them. I counted to 10 and cracked them open again. "Yoseob. Please tell me this is a bad dream and you're not lounging next to me in my bed. It's a nightmare right?" Yoseob just grinned at me. "How could it be a nightmare when I'm here."  

Groaning I pulled the blanket over my head. "How did you get into my apartment?" I whined. Yoseob started playing with my curls as usual. "Well you're usually so grumpy when you open the door, so I thought you might like breakfast in bed. So I asked the land lady ooooh so nicely for a key!" Peeking out of the blanket I saw him grinning mischievously. "Yah I'm pretty sure that's illegal. "Yoseob smiled and pet my head. "Shush. I brought coffee just the way you like it." Grumbling I sat up and pulled my oversize shirt down. Muttering I grabbed the coffee. "Stupid boy invading my privacy. There better be a cinnamon bun." Laughing at me, he held up a bag. "Extra icing too." I scowled at him. He hopped out of bed and pulled out a picnic blanket and laid it on the bed. :looking at him bewildered his face dimpled. "It's a breakfast bed picnic" A laugh was shocked out of me. "You really planned this out didn't you?" He smiled one of his genuine smiles and I couldn't help but grin back. "Let's get this picnic started!"

"Yah Minah. Unless you're making a fashion statement with men's button downs, you're shopping in the wrong section. Wait is that a pair of boxers?!" Distracted I mumbled, "They're for Yoseob." Hyeri just looked at me dumbfounded . I was thinking that this dark indigo with a slight shine to it would look great on him. Hm maybe a pair of some dark wash jeans and some nice dress sneakers would make a great outfit. Casual but put together. And it would help to show his more masculine side.

Hyeri plopped her numerous bags down and sat in the sofa. "Ok this is serious. You're styling him now. Soon it'll be his hair." Walking to the register I avoided her eyes. She ran her hands through her purple and magenta bob. "Oh no. You already have haven't you?!" Scowling I sat next to her with my bag. "What are you talking about midget. She just glared. "1. I am 4'11". That is not a midget. 2. This is what you do when you get to close to people. Your inner stylist comes out."  Scoffing I replied. "1. you're a midget. 2 you're just jealous I'm no styling you." She smiled as she yanked me to the women's section. "Damn straight. There's a cute guy that works across from eh salon and I need so new outfits. But don't think this conversation is over Minah. There is something going on there." I pushed her towards the dressing room with some dark blue slacks and a printed strapless top with a magenta belt to cinch her waist. As she closed the door I couldn't help but think. Was there something going on? I was starting to look forward to our breakfast bed picnics. Shaking my head I tried tot shake free the thoughts. It was nothing. I was just enjoying being neighborly.

Biting my lip I looked at myself fin the full length mirror. I stood at 5'5" flat which was my dad's height coming through. I didn't know many girls my height which made me stand out even more. My chest also didn't help. That was definitely not from umma. And on top of that, literally, my long mess of hair. Unclipping it I let the curls fall to my lower back. Secretly I loved it. It reminded me so much of my dad. I rememberer him playing with them while saying I was his sweet little girl with her sweet little curls. He would have to loved to see it long and free. Maybe I'd give into Hyeri and let her dye some curls purple. Sighing I looked at myself again. I wasn't unattractive. It was quite a nice blend. I had my umma's eyes and nose, slightly plump lips from my dad. A generous chest with a small nipped waist. Long toned legs that attributed to my height. Sighing I pulled on my robe and tied up my hair. My looks were so different from others. I'd only had one boyfriend who felt insecure about my differences. He never wanted to go out in public with me. Sighing yet again I flopped in my bed. My pity party was interrupted by a "bboing bboing" coming from my phone. What in the hell was that? Turning on to my stomach I reached for my phone. I had a text from "<3 Seobie <3". I was going to kill Hyeri

Y- I can hear you sighing from here. Shall I come over and cheer you up?

M - Ha! I'm ok. I'm guessing Hyeri gave you my number

Y - And I didn't even have to use my puppy eyes on her

M - You could scowl at her and she'd do whatever you wanted

Y - How true. I'm just so charming.

M - Don't make me choke

Y - So I hear that you have something for me. Are there pigs flapping outside our windows?

M - Hyeri's mouth is bigger than the country

Y - True but it's nowhere as beautiful as yours

M - Fine fine. Don't make me gag. Yes I bought you something nice

Y - Aww aren't you sweet. Well I have something for you as well

M - Lol you always bring food over anyway

Y - This is something special for someone special

M - *gag*

Y - Night Marissa. Sweet dreams

M - Night Yoseob. They won't be about you.

I fell asleep with a smile on my lips