♬ | SNSD “My Best Friend” | ♬

It was fourth period and Eunmi had lunch. She managed to find all of her classes with ease and seemed to even have some teachers from her previous years. She was heading downstairs towards her locker when a pair of heavy arms hugged her from behind, almost knocking her over.

“Before you thinking its L.Joe, it’s not.” Eunmi heard Kwanmi say behind her. Eunmi only managed to roll her eyes at her best friend and gently pried her arms off of her. They both walked together to Eunmi’s locker, both telling one another random things that have already happened to them throughout the day.

Just as Eunmi dialed in her locker combination, she asked Kwanmi,

“So what’s up? I mean, why’d you come and find me?” Eunmi opened her metal door and placed in a textbook. It was as if a light bulb went off in Kwanmi’s head as she remembered why she tackled Eunmi in the first place. Eunmi didn’t really bother to look into it seeing as her mind was too focused on her lunch that she just pulled out of her locker. It was simple leftovers from last night but nonetheless, she would never reject food. Her stomach growled eagerly and she could practically smell the aroma coming in from her bag.

“You have lunch right now?” Kwanmi asked. Eunmi held up her lunch bag in response to her question and Kwanmi’s eyes sparkled as she pulled on Eunmi’s hand saying,

“Perfect, come with me.” Without any chance to argue, Eunmi was dragged around the school until the two of them reached the rooftop. Eunmi wanted to desperately eat her leftovers but found it quite hard with Kwanmi yanking her here and there as they sharply turned nearly every corner.

When the two arrived at the rooftop, Kwanmi quickly shut the door behind them and had an excited grin on her face. Eunmi figured that this was their stop and she sat down on the cool concrete floor, happily opening her lunch bag.

“Alright spill, what’s got you so jumpy.” Kwanmi plopped down next to Eunmi and just as Eunmi was about to take a spoonful of her leftovers, Kwanmi stole the spoon from her and ate it herself.

Eunmi practically cried at the sight, seeing her food being stolen from her very own hands and by her best friend nonetheless.

“Come to America with me.” Eunmi’s eyes shot open in utter shock and disbelief. The school year has just begun and she had to already juggle her AP classes along with her valedictorian speech. How on Earth does Kwanmi expect her to just leave to America?!

“Let me explain. First of all, judging by your face you’re thinking I’m planning on running away or something. Relax; I’m just going for a visit. You see, there are some last minute wedding details that I have to take care of that are only available in the states. Remember when you came over my house and we were flipping through bridal magazines?” Kwanmi asked, taking yet another spoonful of Eunmi’s lunch. Eunmi nodded remembering how the two continued to ogle at the gorgeous gowns and models.

“Well I researched the one that we chose together and turns out the designer lives in the U.S. I made a phone call last night and he said he’d be more than willing to make me the dress and I should stop by for a fitting.” Seeing as half of her lunch was gone, Eunmi simply passed on her bowl to Kwanmi who happily took it and finished the rest without any hesitation. (A/N: Who else has a best friend like this? LOL)

“And your parents are ok with this?” Eunmi asked Kwanmi, knowing what she’ll probably say. Kwanmi waved her hand at the air as if it was a frivolous question and replied,

“They don’t care. They’re just happy that I finally agreed to be wed to someone.” Kwanmi the lunch with utter glee and Eunmi handed her a napkin so she could wipe at the corners of . You could tell the two were the best of friends seeing as neither one held back on the other. A true friend would already feel like family and be comfortable around the other … kinda like Kwanmi was with taking Eunmi’s lunch without her permission

“So what do you say, you up for it? We can go shopping later and ogle at the hot American boys.” Kwanmi teased, wiggling her eyebrows. Eunmi giggled at the girl as she nudged her shoulder with her own.

“I have a boyfriend thank-you-very-much.” Kwanmi cocked her head to the side and said,

“And I have a fiancé thank-you-very-much.” The two giggled at one another, truly enjoying one another’s company. Eunmi stared down at her hands and sighed before replying,

“Kwanmi I can’t. I’m already up to my neck in school work and I have yet to start my graduation speech. Besides, in case you haven’t noticed I’m not someone who could freely buy an overseas airplane ticket whenever I want to and-”

“Which is why I’ve already got you covered.” Kwanmi interrupted, holding out an envelope. Eunmi’s eyes turned into that of saucers when she had a strong gut feeling as to what it was.

“Kwanmi, you didn’t.” Eunmi said with much guilt as she opened the envelope and saw a pair of tickets staring back at her. And to add to the guilt; she got business class.

Kwanmi shrugged her shoulders as she dug through Eunmi’s bag, taking out a carton of strawberry milk. She punctured the straw through the foil covering and sipped at it eagerly, finishing the carton in less than a minute. She sighed in content and rubbed her now protruding belly, grateful that Eunmi’s mom was a great cook and her leftovers didn’t seem to spoil overnight.

“Kwanmi…”Eunmi began, not sure herself how to continue that sentence. She loved the girl to death and was grateful for so many things she’s done. But this was simply too much for Eunmi to take. Guilt was clearly evident on her face as she stared at the tickets in her hands, knowing full well that she couldn’t pay her back.

Kwanmi sighed and said,

“Eunmi I’m doing this more for myself. You’re my maid of honor; I have to have you next to me when it comes to something like this. I can’t go and try on my wedding dress without having my best friend by my side telling me honestly whether I look utterly atrocious or fat in it.” Eunmi giggled since the two always told one another the truth whether an outfit looked good or bad on the other.

“So please, just tell me you’ll go with me?” Kwanmi asked, pulling out her puppy dog eyes. Eunmi cracked at the sight, truly softening at the aegyo. Kwanmi knew she was already half-way there and eagerly waved the tickets in front of Eunmi’s nose as if she could smell the paper.

“You know you want to.” Kwanmi teased in English and Eunmi finally sighed and said,

“Arasso, I’ll go.” Kwanmi threw her hands in the air and shouted in utter glee. Eunmi tried to shush her friend, worried that someone would hear the two and they’d get detention seeing as no student should even be on the rooftop during classes.

“Thank you Eunmi. Saranghae~” Kwanmi cooed into her best friend’s ear, her breath hitting Eunmi’s nose letting her smell the food she never got to eat. TT^TT

Just as Kwanmi pulled Eunmi in for a tight hug, the bell rang. Eunmi balled up her paper bag and tossed it in a nearby trashcan. Kwanmi got up from the floor and asked,

“What do you have now?” Eunmi tried to remember her roster and answered,

“Phys. Ed. What about you?” Kwanmi smirked and just as she opened the door to the inside, she said,

“Lunch.” She patted her tummy and ran off as Eunmi yelled behind her,

“Yah Lee Kwanmi, you promised me you’d stop skipping classes!” Kwanmi only pulled out a merong sign just as she hit the last stair and ran off before Eunmi could chase her down.

Aish. What am I going to do with her?

Eunmi couldn’t help but think at her rebellious friend. Speaking of rebellious, Eunmi looked down at the plane ticket and couldn’t help but sigh thinking,

How am I going to explain this to Byunghun?