Chapter 4: Revenge of the Fallen --- Park Ji Sun   Monday   Last day of school, I’m dragging myself walking down this road going to school. Since Saturday, I cannot help myself but to think why Taemin did that. Did I do something that makes him mad, and the payment is to get embarrassed and making me feel like a ghost?   ***    Suzy called that day and knew the whole story and couldn’t stop saying, “what a jerk!” and “are you sure he did saw you?” alternately.   “Yes! I’m sure he saw me, Suzy. I’m sure he did.”
Taemin met my eye. We stare at each other for like 2 seconds? Then he looked and started to walk away. I was so embarrass that I want to hide inside Kevin’s clothes and drag him home. But I just stood there, watching his back like an idiot, with the back ground music of a bouncing ball.   Kevin rested his cheeks on my head and I said, “There’s Taemin” and started walking away. I cancelled the latte date, Kevin just walked me home.   When I got home, I immediately went to my room and stared at the ceiling counting sheep’s. I don’t have much experience with guys. So this is like—unforgettable! He’s my leading man in the first scene, yet he already turned me down!   In the middle of sheep 112 and 113, I decided to take revenge. Since I was embarrassed big time, I want something that will make him plead endlessly as a return. Kevin proposed to kidnap him—As if I can do that! He’s way too tall for me!   * Sunday *   I ask Kevin to come over to my house and unveiled my evil plan 001. We called, Suzy (thought it was international call, I don’t mind. I’m so mad right now. We set it in loud speaker, so that we could talk—the three of us.)
He’s wearing a short polo sleeves, with black neck tie, with suspender across his shorts. He has a thick black eye liner on his eyes, and black nail polish. While me, I’m wearing plaid blouses and long bohemian skirt with thick, blue eye liner and green chipping off nail polish—I realized Taemin wasn’t like us. Err, maybe yes, or no. I don’t know, I haven’t met him personally we only just talk for about 30 minutes to one hour? That’s the reason why people are laughing at us, or the reason why they find us weird. We don’t mind, I mean come on, do you really have to go with the flow and follow everybody with the latest fashion trend? When you can make a fashion out of yourself and just being a plain YOU?   “The plan is, I’m going to spray paint his beloved scooter with pink” I paused to chuckle loud and devilishly. “Well