Chapter 2
Mr. Perfect and Me
“Hey, can you pass me the fork?” said a voice behind me.
I smiled and handed the voice a fork, like it had
demanded. The voice belonged
to L, my best friend. And yes, L, the guy I’d
had a crush on for, like, my whole
life. I know this was
totally unfair to him because he thought of me as his
best
friend, someone he could totally trust. And I might have been the one to have
caused
some of his breakups. Not that he ever went out with a lot of girls.
Okay, I lied. He’d had a ton of girlfriends. But he was hot, smart, and he was
adorable. How could anybody not fall in love with him? I had hoped my whole
life that L would be my first
kiss, but now, that damned Kris guy had taken that
possibility away.
Not that there ever was much of a chance that L would ever
kiss me, but still. Anything can happen.
“Taeyeon,” L said, slicing his chicken
. “You alright? You look…dazed.”
“What? Oh. Yeah. I’m just tired.” I glanced at
the meal. “And the hospital meals
.”
He smiled. “You want me to feed you?” he pushed his fork to my face. “Say
aah…”
Okay. So Kris might have been my first kiss. But that was no fault of mine. I
mean, L was totally oblivious. I had been dropping hints of my liking him since
primary school (like giving him
a big box of chocolates on Valentines Day,
except it never
got to him because of all the other girls having given theirs to
him first) but he’d never even considered. It was ironic
that L, who dated
anything that moved, couldn’t see
that the girl in front of him was totally
obsessed with his entire person. Or
maybe he saw it and just wanted to ignore
it.
Either way it didn’t matter, because I was still
Taeyeon, the failure. Euni’s
shadow. Oh, and it
probably didn’t help either that L had, for a while,
gone out
with Euni. Which further proves my point of
L being able to go out with any girl
who is not ME.
Honestly, God should give me a break once in a
while. I mean, dad’s business,
and then the kids, mom,
Euni, a near-murder, and now…this. Of all the people I
know, I work my the hardest and try to make myself
helpful. And, of all the
people I know, I have the worst
life. Talk about being fair.
L cleared his throat. “Hey, I got free tickets
for this movie thing. You up to it?” I
stared at him. Was he asking me out? “Movies? Just the two of us?”
Pause. “Well, I was kind of, um…” He sort of
blushed. Yeah. He blushed. It was
adorable. “I was hoping you’d ask
Euni to come along.”
Great. “Do you still like her or something?”
“Yeah.”
Okay, it’s not easy when the guy you’ve been in
love with for, what, almost
sixteen years, turns out to
have something for your sister. “Oh.”
“So is that a yes?”
“Yeah.” Of course it’s a yes. How could I say
no? “I could just ask her, and you
two could go alone, you
know.”
“No way. You know I wouldn’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Because,” he said, feeding me another piece of
chicken, “you’re my best friend
and you know I won’t
ever leave you out.”
He was so freaking adorable.
“Have you ever considered the possibility of
telling her about your feelings?”
He pretended to think. “Let’s see. Uh, no.”
“Why not?”
“Because,” he said, putting down his fork and
leaning back on my bed. “We had
something. A year ago.
And then, it just sort of…disappeared.”
“What?”
“I don’t know what happened. Euni just
stopped liking me.”
I gasped. “She broke up with you?” Why was this so
hard to believe?
“Of course she did. You think I’d break up with
the girl I’d liked since
kindergarten?”
Great. So he’d liked Euni just as long as
I’d liked him. How ironic. Euni and I
were supposed to be identical
twins, and look at how identical we are. She gets
everything.
“Wow. You know, I think you should tell her.
Say, ‘I’ve had a crush on you since
forever, and I think
you’re the sweetest girl…and you always make me smile.
And even
though you might never like me back, I know you’ll really
be the only
guy I truly, truly like.’”
“Guy?”
. “I mean girl. Girl. Anyways,” I said, desperately trying to change the
subject. “I can’t believe Euni broke up with you,”
“Yeah. Me neither. I thought we had something.”
“If I were in her shoes I’d be glad to have a
boyfriend like you.” Wink. Another
hint, you moron.
“No, honestly, you wouldn’t.” He said. He was probably trying to be
modest.
“Stop talking about me—I want to hear about you.
What’s going on with your
love life?”
Oh, nothing, except for the fact that I just got
my first kiss yesterday by my
would-be assassin, except
that he didn’t really kiss me because it was only for
a cover-
up. My first kiss T_T!!!!! “Nothing, as usual.”
“What happened to, uh, Dongsik? Dokgoo?
Whatever the hell his name was.’
It was Dongju—I know, what a name for a guy?—and
that had been a mixed
futile attempt of Euni and L
to hook me up with a guy.
“He sang me the song from little mermaid,” I said
plainly.
“Yeah. Oh really? I’ve always loved that song—”
“And then he said I looked like Ursula.”
L tried to smile. “You mean the, uh, fat squid-
octopus evil lady. Right?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh.” He fidgeted with his fingers. He did that when he wanted to change the
topic.
“Anyways, that’s not important…”
“Taeyeon.”
It was the tone of his voice that made me
stop talking. For a second, my heart
fluttered. “Yeah?”
“I love you.”
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