Since Leeteuk had a date, me and Heechul were spending the day together.

"Princess, why do you have so much hair?" questioned Heechul, while he was curling my hair.

"Oppa, why are you so girly?" I teased.

He frowned, "Excuse me, but that's why the girls come after me."

"Sureee, and it works how?"

"It works." he retorted.

"Really? Because the last time I remembered you had a girlfriend was --- wait, never." I teased.

His eyebrows furrowed, "That's because I have an annoying sister that always tags along."

"Yah!" I scowled in the mirorr.

He just chuckled and set down the curler, "Done."

I glanced at my self in the mirorr.

"Just look at this masterpiece." he boasted.

"Shut up." I slapped his arm.

We both laughed.

"You need to get yourself a boyfriend." he said, "Maybe you should try again with that Kim Jonghyun."

"Oppa! You're making it sound like we had but we didn't get a baby or something."

"Oh gosh, oh gosh,... erted thoughts, erted thoughts  !!! I blame Jonghyun for this. Never go out with him." he started flapping his hands around, jumping.

"But Oppa, you're the one who said ---- Plus, you're the one who ---," I thought for a moment, "Eh, nevermind." 

"Go wash out your brain!" he pointed to the sink.

"Oppa -----"

"No no no, I'll go outside and wash MY brain." he ran out.

"Oppa! You can't wash brains!!!" O yelled after him.

I sighed, "Aish, this boy..."

"THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T GET DATES!!!" I screamed out the door.

I fiddled though my closet and found a pretty dusty book. I remember this. It was the scrapbook Jonghyun made for me when we were still dating. I missed him so much, I admit it. I wonder if he misses me... Or maybe, he already moved on..