~Jaejoong's POV~

Changmin placed ___________ on a couch near the door.

"Is _________ ok?" the boss exclaimed and didn't even bother to ask about what happenned.

I was surprised at her concern.

She half-walked, half-ran to where _________ lay.

"Send her to the hospital!" she ordered.

We quickly rushed to obey and arrived in the hospital in record time.

"Where's her office?" Changmin wondered.

That's... strange.

It's not like he hasn't been to her office before.

"This way," I told him and pointed in the direction.

We threw open the door and put her on the sofa.

Changmin grabbed the first-aid kit.

I watched as he clumsily fumbled with the band-aids and bottles of medicine.

"What's wrong? You're always really good with the first-aid kit," I asked.

Something was definitely suspicious.

"W-What? Oh, nothing," he replied dismissively.

Before I could ask further questions, a nurse came in.

"What happenned?" she gasped.

"Oh...um..." Changmin began uncertainly.

I flashed a puzzled look at him.

He was always the one coming up with excuses to back us up.

"She fell and knocked over vase and it hurt her badly," I lied, hoping the nurse believed it.

The nurse smiled at us, "I'll get some more help," and winked at me seductively.

I forced myself to smile back at her.

She left the room.

I looked over to Changmin.

"_______ is going to die" he said, shaking his head.

I narrowed my eyes. Changmin would never believe that or say that.

"You aren't Changmin," I hissed.

His mouth popped open into a startled frown.

"Who are you?" I snarled, "and what do you want with us?"

The door swung open and the nurse was back with two doctors.

"Excuse us, gentlemen, but we're going to move her to the surgical room," one of them said.

"Will she be ok?" I asked worriedly.

The doctor's determined eyes locked into mine.

"We'll try our best to make sure she is," he reassured.

I nodded and watched as they carefully wheeled her out of the room.

As soon as they were gone, I whipped around to face "Changmin".

I looked at him expectantly.

"You're right," he responded with a hint of evil, "I'm not Changmin."

At that moment, I wondered where the real Changmin was.

 

~Eun hee's POV~

I hopped over a tree trunk.

"Changmin! This way!" I yelled.

He appeared in a few seconds.

"That's what you said last time, and we ended up where we started," he grumbled.

I giggled.

"Don't be mad," I pouted.

Changmin's frown instantly softened into a smile.

"Fine. But let's not go that way," he suggested.

"Whyyyyyy?" I whined.

"Because," he said.

I waited.

"Don't those trees look..."

"Look..?" I prompted.

"Um...Don't they look scarier?" he concluded.

I rolled my eyes.

"What?" he shrugged and sat down.

I took a seat next to him and elbowed him in the ribs.

"Yah! What was that for?!" he shouted.

"Mehrong," I teased and skipped away.

I heard his frustrated sigh as he skampered after me.

Looking around, I spotted something.

Oh, he's never going to expect this.

I kicked off my heels and hid them.

 

Quickly, I set up my trap.

I heard his footsteps coming.

Then, when I could see him, I bombarded him with twigs and small pebbles.

"YAH!!!!" he complained and pryed open bushes, trying to find me.

"Up here," I told him and he gazed up at me, astonished.

"How'd you get up there so fast?" he marveled.

"I always liked to climb trees," I shrugged, as I hopped down banch by branch.

I looked at his blank expression.

"Did you forget already?" I asked and pouted.

"Ani. But I thought you chan-" he cut himself off, "nevermind," he said.

"I did change," I told him light-heartedly, "but you would actually think I lost my interests in pranking you?" I laughed and so did he.

"I guess not," he answered and aimed a twig at my arm.

I flashed him an evil smile.

"TWIG WARS!!!!" I declared and threw a handful of twigs at him.

He responded by chucking some pebbles at me.

"Hey! Only twigs," I protested.

He laughed, "says who?"

"Me!" I announced and bawled him over.

I sat on his stomach triumphantly.

"You win," he grunted.

I winked at him, "don't I always?" I replied and pointed towards the distant buildings of the city.

"...How did you...?" he stammered.

 

~Jaejoong's POV~

I looked back at him, intrigued by the different possibilities.

"Then who are you?" I asked. (not in the friendly way)

"Changmin" peeled off a mask.

i wrinkled my nose at the disgusting sound it made when it came off.

Half-reluctantly, I peered at him.

"Stop asking yourself because you won't know me," he snickered.

I glared at him.

I swear I knew that face.

"But I've inserted poison in your precious __________. Good luck!" he sneered and hopped out the window.

My eyes widened.

I ran to the window where he escaped.

I could see him, blended in the crowd.

"Well, you're about to experience some karma," I smirked.

Pulling a poisoned dart out of my jacket, I aimed at his shoulder.

Hoping he wasn't moving too fast, I threw the dart down expertly and squinted to see where if it hit him.

My phone shook violently in my pocket.

Want to know what that poison was?

The sender was unknown but I knew it was "Changmin."

Think you're so cool? Well lemme tell you something that'll make you feel otherwise. Actually, you should be feeling it... about now.

I poked my head out the window and to my delight, I saw him bent over.

"!" he screamed.

I chuckled giddily.

Serves you right.

 

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I don't know about the rest of you guys but I had a week off for Thanksgiving and school is going to start again on Monday. It's not school I hate, but the homework. It's so frustrating!!!!! Why do you complete questions on useless sheets of paper and do useless projects?!?!?! Then the teachers don't even take a second glance at your work ): And they expect you to do your "very best" when they aren't even trying their hardest. AND SAME THING WITH PARENTS! They expect so much out of you. "Oh you need to get an A+" "No B's are allowed." "WHAT?! You got a 98%? Only 100% is allowed in this household!" And then they make you do chores and work you to death while they sit there watching TV and eating cake. Then, when I ask why I can't do that, they tell me "you need to study". BLAH BLAH BLAH 

Ok, that feels much better. And sorry guys ^^ You really didn't have to see that.