Chapter 20: The Plan
Motivation
After that incident, Taeng and I realized that we had class shortly, so we grabbed a quick lunch from one of those food stands that were scattered across the campus and headed to our respective classes.
On the way to class, not really looking where I was going, I almost bumped into a girl with dark brown hair, staring at the wall. "Sorry," I mumbled before rushing past, speed walking to my Intro to Bio class. I really didn't want to take this class, but Tiff was also taking the class, so I figured might as well, since it was a requirement to take two "Intro to ___" science classes. Being Caltech, I guess that wasn't a really surprising requirement. Still, I disliked it.
When I walked in, I immediately looked up at the clock, noticing that I had about five seconds. I breathed a sigh of relief before heading to a seat. "Barely made it, huh Ms. Jung?"
I looked around and gave him a small smile. "Sorry, lost track of time," I apologized to him. Just as I spoke, the bell rang. I rushed to a seat in the third row. I would have taken a seat in further back, but with a professor like him, I wanted to get to my seat as quickly as possible.
He was one of those very professional looking, strict professors. I mean, I guess I couldn't blame him since his classes were usually huge, but still, that doesn't give him a reason to randomly crack jokes at things but fail miserably because they really don't work at all. For example, a few minutes into the class, a girl with dark brown hair cautiously walked in, head bowed down in hopes of not being caught I guess, but of course he noticed and didn't miss an oppurtunity to try to make his students laugh. "Living the college life already, aren't you?"
I have no idea why he thought that would be funny, but judging from his expectant, almost-about-to-laugh face, I could tell he was trying to be funny. Which of course, didn't work. All he got in response was a small apology from her; he cleared his throat before continuing. "Anyway..."
I zoned out for a second to look at the girl. She looked familiar ... wasn't she the girl I bumped into in the hall earlier? Who was staring at an ad?
When I got a good look at her shirt, I almost jumped. Since I was sitting close to the edge, as she walked by, I tapped her arm. "Here," I whispered, scooting over a seat. Unfortunately, our professor noticed again.
"Oh, we got a trouble-making duo over here," he said, looking at us again with the same expression. Silence. He once again cleared his throat before continuing.
"Oh, hey Jessi," Tiff said as she took a seat after smiling in apology to the professor. I had just given him a small shrug before pulling out my notebook.
I tried not to let my thoughts on her 'being my competition' and all affect our friendship. I mean, we have been friends ever since we were five. Something like a girl--the most beautiful, smart, talented, adorable, kind--I mean, something like love over a girl, no matter who she is, should get in the way of a friendship. Still, even with these thoughts, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious while sitting next to her. She had a sort of distant but focused look in her eyes, like she was formulating a way to cure cancer or something, which sort of unnerved me.
I occasionally tried to talk to her via writing, but she just looked at me and then pointed to the professor, telling me to pay attention. Then, she would space off again.
So I was left to my own devices in trying to amuse myself. I already took the AP Bio exam and got a 5, but Caltech still forced me to take two science classes. Which I actually was OK with since it was basically a blow off class for me. So my not paying attention wasn't that misplaced, right?
Anyway, I tried to amuse myself with various number games. Writing down numbers that spiral counter-clockwise outwards and circling the prime numbers for the sake of finding patterns, copying down the Fibonacci sequence and trying to find patterns in that, et cetra. Being the sneaky ninja I am, I would look up occasionally to pretend I was actually listening, which either worked or didn't phase our professor anymore. And my occasional glances at Tiffany told me she was still spacing out, which was pretty ironic. Plus, it was usually me who was spacing out, and Tiffany being forced to retell the lesson. I guess with Biology, that's a different story, but now I'll have to actually have to use potential sleep time to teach her the lesson. Well, she was quite bad at Biology, so maybe I would have had to teach her anyways. Still, I didn't like the prospect.
So after the class was finally over, I sat up only to notice that Tiffany was still seated, blanking out. "Yah, Tiff," I said, nudging her. She blink, startled for a brief second. "Did aliens brainwash you or something? You just spaced out for that whole class," I told her, grinning.
Her eyes widened in shock. "Oh my god, really!? Oh god oh god I need to apologize to--"
"Shh, its ok Tiff," I told her, holding her arm just as we started descending the steps towards the door. The classroom, being a lecture hall, was set up so that each row of desks were slightly lower than the row behind, eliminating any short-people-sitting-behind-tall-people problems, I guess. "I can reteach you the lesson later on, ok? He doesn't have to know," I said, trying to soothe her. She just absent-mindedly nodded. "Yah, you've been out of it for over an hour now. What are you thinking about?"
She sighed. "You know."
I did. But inside, I hoped that it wasn't what I thought it was; I didn't want some competition ruining our friendship. Maybe I didn't have as much of a never-give-up attitude as Tiff did, but that didn't give her an excuse to completely zone out her best friend. "Well, there's nothing we can do--"
"No," she replied. Her tone was cold and harsh, something that I have never heard from her before. "Just because you give up easily doesn't mean that I will. You're still my competition, Jessi," she told me, giving me a glare before marching off. I stood there, a little startled. Was that really Tiffany? The happy-go-lucky, always optimistic Tiffany that I thought I knew? And what happened to our friendship? I mean, she had only gotten mad at me one other time, and that was before I had known of her bug-phobia, and snuck an ant inside her lunchbox in elementary school.
"Yah, Tiff!" I shouted, walking towards her. She ignored me and continued marching on. I didn't know what about her suddenly made her all cold towards me, but I wasn't about to let her get away with it without an explanation. "Tiff!" I called to her again, grabbing her arm. "Wh--" I whirled her around to see tears streaming down her face. My expression immediately softened. "What's wrong?"
"I-I...I don't kn-know what to d-do..." she said brokenly, shaking slightly from crying. Thankfully we were in a secluded spot, so there weren't a bunch of people spectating us and starting some ridiculous rumors or something stupid.
I let her cry on my shoulder as I her hair. "Sshhh, it'll be ok Tiff," I said in a soothing voice.
"N-No it's not," she said. "H-How am I just sup-supposed to give up the person I l-...love?" she said, voice ragged from her tears.
I felt my eyes start to well up too. "Y-Yah, you know that I love her too, and I'm not cr-crying like you are," I said, hiccupping on the word 'crying'.
She laughed a little. "Oh sure, you aren't cr-crying," she replied, imitating me. I let go of her and stepped out of her embrace, frowning. "No no no, I'm sorry Jessi," she quickly said, reaching out her arms. "Forgive me?"
I childishly shook my head, still frowning.
Her grin became wider, which instantly put me in a defensive position. "Come here," she cooed, walking towards me. I backed up, but after taking a few steps, my back hit the wall. Seeing this, Tiffany grinned. She was just crying a moment ago, and now she's trying to me?
Just as she lunged forward, I slipped sideways. "Yah, get back here and let me hug you!"
"No!" I shouted back, running for the first time in my life. Ok, not the very time in my life, but as I said before, running is never something you want to do. Unless you're being chased by a Tiffany.
Since she was more athletic than I was, she easily caught up and grabbed my arm, spun me around, and pulled me into her embrace. "Sorry for making you cry and pushing my troubles onto you," she murmured, the playful mood dying in an instant.
So that's what was going on. Well, being the person she was, I guess it was just like her to wipe off her tears a millisecond after showing them for the sake of not putting stress onto other people. "No no, its ok," I replied, accepting the hug and patting her back. "We can go through this together."
"Th-Then ... will you be my girlfriend?"
It took me a while to focus on the words that just came out of Tiffany's mouth. Will you ... what? Be my girl--oh.Then I jumped a little. "W-wait. I--"
"I know its a bit rash of me. But, can we at least try? We can fall out of love with Taeyeon together," she said softly, her voice sounding glass-thin, like the wrong word would shatter her.
My head was still spinning. I was still trying to wrap my head around Tiffany's proposition. Be her girlfriend? Like, JeTi getting together? Officially? "U-Um..."
"I-Its ok if you don't want--"
"No! That's not--it's just..." I cut her off. I understood her, but the idea seemed to out of the blue, so random, that I couldn't--that I wouldn't believe it.
"It's random, right?" Tiffany said, laughing softly, but still hugging me tightly like I was her lifeline on this world. "Well, that's what I've been thinking of all day. Ways to forget about Taeyeon. And this was ... the best solution I could come up with."
"Well, if getting together with me is the best you could come up with, you must be really desperate."
"Yea--Yah!" Tiffany jumped out of my embrace, hitting my arm. However, she was grinning, just as I was. "I--"
I put my finger on her lips. "I will be your girlfriend," I told her, heart racing. I don't even know why, but I suddenly felt extremely anxious.
"Then why is it your finger silencing me?" Tiffany asked, taking my finger off her lips.
"Uh..."
She laughed and stepped forward, and time seemed to slow down. I was frozen on the spot as I saw her face close in on mine, her eyes fluttering shut. And then, like that, I felt a warm pair of lips touch mine.
The contact was shocking. I mean literally, I think I felt a few strands of electricity course through my body as her lips touched mine. After a second of standing there, shocked both (almost) literally and metaphorically. After coming back to my senses, I started to respond to her kiss. It felt good. It felt really good. Her lips were almost massaging mine as I tried to move along with her, but realizing I was being dominated, so I just let her. Usually, in my past relationships, despite being a girl, I was usually the dominant one. This time around, I guess not.
When we broke apart, I looked at her dazed. She looked back at me with a small smile. "Well, let's get back," she said, grabbing my hand and turning around, leading me back. And now that I was more aware, Tiffany's was pretty good. Her shorts hugged the round frame tightly and--
Oh god, what has Taeyeon done to me?
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"TaeTae, we're home!" Tiffany told the apartment as we stepped in.
No reply. Instead, a muted laughing sound was heard. "TaeTae?"
The laughing stopped. After a brief second, a few footsteps, and an open door, Tae popped out of her room. "Oh, hey Fany, Sica!" she greeted us brightly, smiling. My heart tugged at such a beautiful sight.
No. You have Tiffany now. I tried to tell myself, but I can tell by Tiffany's sudden grip on my hand that she was doing the same thing. "What were you doing?"
She turned red. "Um--"
"You were watching--"
"Yah! I d-don't watch ..." she said, turning even redder as the last word she muttered was so soft that I couldn't hear it.
"Then...?"
"U-Um ... well I met Leeteuk oppa in my class and told him he should come over," she said, and my heart gave out. I tried to fight back visual signs of anger as my heart thudded angrily against my chest. "He said he wasn't able to come, but he gave me his Skype number and I was Skype calling him."
Tiffany nodded. "Oh, so you--"
"That's enough Tiff," I said, back hugging her and putting one hand on her cheek.
"Aw...why?" She whined, tilting her head back and pouting to me. I smiled at how adorable she was being.
"I have to reteach you today's lesson, remember?" I said, giving her a smile.
She frowned. "Okaay," she said, sighing and lowering her head.
"W-Wait. You two ... Sica, you are never that intimate. Not even with your previous boyfriends. What...?" Taeng said, standing here with a confused expression on her face. My brain was trying not to burst from how cute she was right then.
"Well, I can hug my best friend if I want to, right?"
"But st--oh," she said, eyes refocusing as if she just found out something. "Oh. Are you two ... this sounds weird, but are you two ...?" she said, shying away from the last word. Which was absolutely adorable.
"A couple? Yeah, we are," I said, finishing for her.
She stood there looking confused, completely silent. Oh god ... was she disgusted? Did she not like the idea of two girls getting together? The thought never occured to me, so now that she was standing there, looking at us like that, the thought basically scared the--
"Oh my god I'm so happy for you guys!" she said, eyes shining and mouth smiling widely. "How long?"
"For me, ever since middle school. For Jessi ..." Tiffany trailed off, looking at me.
"Just now," I finished for her, smiling and hugging her more.
"Aww, that's so cute," she cooed to us. "Aish, I'm so jealous," she sighed. I felt my heartbeat accelerate. Even though I knew she didn't mean it, my brain couldn't help but interpret that as she was jealous that she wasn't my girlfriend. Or at least, the still desperate part of me couldn't help it.
"One thing, Taengoo," I said in an attempt to disguise my pain. "No more looking at my Fany's , ok?"
She turned red quickly. "I-I..." she stuttered, unable to provide a responce.
I laughed. "I'm kidding, Taengoo-yah."
She breathed a sigh of relief. "So does that mean that I still can--?"
"Yah!"
She lowered her head. "Okaay..."
TIffany laughed awkwardly. "Well, I'll just..." she pointed to our room. "Jessi has to reteach our Biology lesson today, so..."
"Ok, don't do anything naughty--!"
"Yah, Taengoo!" I was about to chase her, but was held back by Tiffany. "Let go of me Tiff, I need to teach this kid a lesson!"
Taeyeon was just backing away slowly, laughing while rubbing her neck. "Well, I'll just get back to..." she finished by pointing to her room.
I sighed and nodded, walking towards our room. How was this going to turn out, I wonder?
Here you go :D
surprising, right? :o Jeti getting together? That's so random o.o
Don't worry though, I got this
Anyways, sorry for not updating in a long time D: the past month, I've been working on a one-shot for a contest so I've been working really hard for that ^^ if you want to see it, it will be viewable (eventually) here.
And as always, hope you enjoyed!
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