It was lunch break when I found myself roaming around the school cafeteria, again- others are giving me weird looks. I, the great Luhan have never been seen in the school cafeteria since I would be always out eating at some café’s with my friends. And since the friend I could eat with outside could not- again, be found anywhere near our hang out bases, here I am roaming the unusual places I could possibly be.

As I walk on. . .there he is, sitting in one of the most secluded tables in the cafeteria; no wonder other students have their eyes on his direction. Zhang Yixing in that isolated table and. . .fcuk.

There he is sitting in front of Einsteinnette.

My eyebrows immediately furrowed. I know he got some hits on her, but. . .sitting with her on a table just the two of them in cafeteria? He has never done that to any girl he dated in school.

I tapped the nearest shoulder on my reach to ask some students around, “Uh, is Zhang- no. I mean have they been there since when?” I asked a random student who seemed too shocked with my presence as I pointed my head on the couple.

“Oh! Luhan-ssi! Zhang Yixing-ssi? No. He just sat there with her a few minutes ago. Shocking the cafeteria population. Why would he be here in cafeteria, especially seating with Sunjinhan-ssi?” she said still wondering.

I raised my brow. So Yixing isn’t joking of hitting her, seriously.

It concerns my friend, so I must know. What hypnosis or wizardy that Einsteinette might do to my friend.

Without being noticed by the two, but I know the other students have sensed my presence and I just made a quiet gesture towards them, I discreetly sat on a table behind theirs and eavesdropped. My back facing the back of Einstenette.

It was silent until, “He- Hello.” I heard Yixing stuttered, I scoffed my laugh. He’s stuttering, and by this. I know he would smile showing his dazzling dimples to her target.

Einstenette didn’t reply.

“Uh- uhm I just wonder if I could sit here?” Seriously Zhang Yixing, you’ve been sitting there a few minutes ago already, and just asking for a permission now?

“You’ve been sitting there already,” Her very soft voice replied Yixing. Now I wonder how Yixing’s shocked expression would look like to react how her voice sounds.  “. . .for 4 minutes now.”

Wow. She noted that down almost accurately.

I can picture Yixing rubbing the back of his neck feeling so embarrassed. I just can’t help to laugh silently. I forgot, some students can see me.

“Oh, can I eat lunch with you perhaps?” I heard Yixing asked her.

“You don’t eat here.” Very short. Very clear. That’s how she talks.

I can imagine Yixing’s brow rising, “Even you knows that?”

“Who doesn’t know? And with all these looks the entire cafeteria is giving you.” The longest sentence I’ve heard from her. “And aren’t you always with- “ I waited for her to say my name, but was interrupted by Yixing.

“Well I suddenly decided to eat here. . .with you?” Now, Yixing is being straight now eh?

Silence.

“What do you think?”

Silence.

“This would be the last time you’d be talking to me.” She replied very fast, and I thought I wouldn’t hear.

Now what Zhang Yixing.

“Why are you so-“

“I just don’t talk to strangers.”

“I am not. I can introduce myself I am-“

“Zhang Yixing of class 4A in CA.” she ended his sentence. And wow, she knows. Now I don’t know if that fact about Yixing is just widely known or she’s indeed a witch? Stalker?

“How-“

“I know your kind,” She cut him again; “girls shouldn’t be around you.”

I just can’t help to grin; this is why we don’t date einstenettes. They know, and too cautious about their selves.

I hear Yixing heaved a deep sigh. “Okay, I just want to make friends with you.”

“Thank you, but I don’t even know you.”

“You just said you know me!” Yixing is getting frustrated.

“I said ‘I know your kind,’ not ‘I know you.’” She clarified. She sounded so calm, and no matter how you think she sounds too harsh and rude- her voice proves no. It was all too calm an soft.

Silence. I know Yixing, he won’t stop.

“Okay. Just- here. I saw you love eating this. I always see you with this.” And I heard a tap on the table. Yixing gave him something.

“Oh.” She mumbled to soft. “Thank you.” I know this, she would smile. I know.

“Always welcome. I could give you more if you want.” Yixing Dimples again.

“Oh, no. This is enough.” I can really imagine her smiling while saying this to Yixing.

“So, I have to go. Nice meeting you, and look! You’re smiling at me now.”

I knew it. She would smile. And Zhang Yixing just witnessed it.

“If only I gave you the Pocky first, you might want to talk to me more, and be more friendly huh?” he teased.

“You must’ve.” She chuckled, very softly. “But you started it the wrong way.”

Zhang Yixing will be more amused of her now. I know.

“I’ll try next time. Eat that all huh?!”

“Yes boss!” she chuckled again.

Now what happened to the weird atmosphere awhile ago, and in just a snap of a box of Pocky- they talk like they’ve been friends.

Yixing left. Whispers polluted the cafeteria once I’ve sensed he left. Now it’s my turn.

I stood up and swiftly turned around and walked, and sat in front of her.

“Barbie.” She blurted out. I must sharpen my hearing senses when she’s around. I must.

I tilted my head, she was staring at my. . .seat? “What did you just say?” I couldn’t be wrong. She said Barbie. Barbie the oh-so perfect- woman, but is just a doll.

“Barbie.” She said a little louder. “What is a Barbie doing here?” she isn’t looking at me.

She just called me a Barbie, and I don’t know whether to be fcuking annoyed about it or just laughed.

“You just called me a Barbie.” I stared.

“Sorry. But you look like one.” She sounded so shy about it, but- imagine being shy, but being very proud of what she’s saying.

I chuckled. Now I am a Barbie.

She did just like ignored my presence and started opening her Pocky. Watching her opening it seems to be so fascinating to my eyes. She opened it being so excited and started munching them.

“You love Pocky’s.” I stated.

She suddenly lifted her head and looked at me, and immediately looked down.

She. . . can’t look at me?

“Un.” She nodded.

“I see. No wonder the mood changed when Yixing gave that to you.” I teased.

Silence.

“This would be the last time he’ll talk to me.”

“What? Why? You sure?” I raised my brow. How could she be so sure?

“Unless. . .something else happens.”

This woman speaks in riddles that fcuks my mind. I just don’t know how someone could stand talking to her. Every second you’ll be in a awkward situation where-

“What is a Barbie doing here?” she replayed the first question she asked me. With the same tone, same emotion, same- like how she exactly said it awhile ago.

I am here to confront you about awhile ago.

“About awhile ago-“ she stood up and about to rush out when I held her wrist.

She looked down on where I held her.

“Let go of me.” She said. Not requesting. Not commanding, but telling me.

I tightened my hold on her wrist. “Just-“

“It hurts.” I immediately let go of her wrist, I wasn’t even using force when I held her wrist!

The she walked fast away. Fcuk.

I don’t know if I was tricked or she’s telling the truth. Now I know why Pocky's are made, I'm gonna use it in the future.

Damn this Einstenette.

*8*8*

“So, I saw what you did this lunch, huh?” I teased on Yixing while heading out our building.

“What?”

“You hitting on your girl, and end up being dumped over a Pocky?” I laughed.

He just punched my arm, “She’s hard. I don’t know any other way now.”

“I told you to stop hitting on her. She-has-a-boyfriend.”

We are almost near the gates when I told him to lift me off to our house. I don’t have a car. And Yixing loves the fact.

“I will just laugh Luhan.” He laughed.

“You don’t believe me?” I scoffed. I dragged him at the exit gate.

“What are we doing here Luhan? I am going to give you a ride already! You don’t have to hide going here.” He sounded so pissed.

“Just look. Wait, and SEE!” I told him to hide himself, and wait for some love scene to happen.

Just as expected, there she is standing. Waiting patiently for someone.

“Wait, what is she doing here?” Yixing is now aware, and bothered.

“I told you, she meets her boyfriend here.” We were peaking at the wall when a Volvo came, his boyfriend.

“There!” I nudged Yixing. “That’s his boyfriend who always fetch her.” Yixing was just staring.

The tall, handsome, blonde hair guy went down his car wearing his marvelous suit again, “Oppa!” she squealed and immediately hugged him, now with a kiss on the cheeks.

My, I know Yixing would be butthurt about this, I should’ve not shown this to him.

“Bullsh!t.” I heard Zhang Yixing cursing so crisp.

He was looking at the scene with a shock face.

“What? Heartbro-“

“Wu Yifan.”

“Wait, what? Wu Yifan? The rich kiddo? Where?” He was still staring, until I nudged him.

“That guy.”

“What?!”

“That’s Wu Yifan.” He said strucked.

I looked back again at the scene. That guy. . .

“You mean her boyfriend is Wu Yifan?” now I am more confused, and shocked.

Yixing just nodded.

* I just wanted to thank vanillatinks for my awesome poster/banner.