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Hot and Cold [01] Tuesday, December 29, 2009
CHAPTER ONE.Kim Jaejoong. Taken.
Choi Seunghyun. Taken.
Ok Taekyeon. Single... and me likey.
Those three guys are popular in school because they're hot, they're in the school's football team, they're hot, they're rich, they're hot, they're cool, they're hot. Did I mention that they're hot? Our school has this website called JeongHa High Sizzling Gossips, in other words, a spin-off of Gossip Girl (you can laugh all you want, but it’s apparently one of the most visited sites in the area. I bet our thin-faced teachers had something to do with that), which basically reports every hot gossips going around the lives of the popular kids - mainly focused on the trio.
From what I learned, they have been best friends since their diaper days. Jaejoong is the party boy who loves to waste money. I honestly never get the appeal about him at all, way too feminine-looking for my taste. Seunghyun is such a mystery. He's reportedly the joker in their circle, but the only expression I've seen from him in school is that cold, badass "i'm-so-cool" face, which irritates me so much. But then again, I don't see him that much. Taekyeon, this guy is the epitome of perfection. I've always had my eyes on him the first time I saw him - back in the first year of high school. It made me like him more when he got enrolled to my class this year. He is such a sweetheart. Taekyeon is honestly one of the kindest and nicest boys I've met.
"Ok Taekyeon and Min Sunye."
My heart skipped a beat when I heard what my Geography teacher had to say. Did she seriously just say what I think she did?
"Well, hello there, partner," Taekyeon greeted me, with that oh-so-charming smile of his.
I was honestly still in shock. We were assigned as partners for the assignment - oh my god. It all then came to me when I noticed that almost all the girls staring at me, disbelief with the luck I had.
"He-ey." Even after months of talking to him, I could not get over the random stuttering. He was just too much for me to handle.
"So, what do we do?" he asked, oblivious to the pitch-level nervousness overwhelming my entire system.
I reached for the book and nonchalantly (or, at least, tried to sound nonchalant) said, "Hmm, let's see..."
".. Maybe we should do it at your house? Or mine?" he asked after a while.
I swear my heart just lipped out of my chest when his sexy voice mouthed that very suggestion.
--
I couldn't stop smiling the whole day. I felt like a silly little girl, but I could not help it. I was very happy. The last time I felt this way was when Shiyeon became a bit plump when she somewhat plunged into a slight depression, when her then boyfriend, Jay left her for someone else. She must have gained a good 6 kilograms... but of course, she shed those numbers in no time. Unfair.
I was thinking too much about how our, I'd like to refer as, study date would be, that I was not paying attention to anything else. As a result, I happened to bump into none other than Choi Seunghyun, just outside the locker area.
"OMO. I'm so sorry!" I said, as I reached down to help him pick his files.
Our eyes met and for a second, I thought he was going to kill me with the sudden silence. His eyes were intense and they were piercing into mine like a sharp razor blade, and I could sense the eerie feeling down my spine.
Scared, I immediately walked away from the creepy Seunghyun who was still boring holes into my back. Geez, what was wrong with him? It was as if I had used a bulldozer and flattened his beloved Lamborghini Gallardo. Rumour has it that he’s obsessed about the car that he would get it cleaned six times a day. I also heard that he has a nick name for it: Boogy. I know, it boggles my mind too. How gay could he get?
“Min Sunye.”
I stopped in my tracks when I heard a hot husky voice called out my name. Were my ears playing tricks with me, or did Choi Seunghyun just call my name out? The last time I checked, he never talked to me, let alone, knew my name. OMO! Does Taekyeon talk to him about me? ... Forgive me for my utter optimism; I was still on a Taekyeon-high.
Slowly and gracefully, I turned my head around to face Seunghyun, who was looking straight at me.
“Me?”
He made a face as if I was asking the most obvious question possible. After a good second or two, he eventually made his way towards me and caught up. There I was thinking about the worst possible outcome, I could so imagine him strangling my neck because I bumped into him and caused his things to drop on the concrete floor, because he just looked that scary. But guess what happened?
“Do you want to grab an ice-cream together?”
Just imagine my expression: flabbergasted beyond belief.
--
I must have looked like an idiot.
It had been hours since I arrived back home, but I still couldn’t digest the fact that I ran away when Seunghyun said something as simple as grabbing an ice-cream. Oh my god. I must have looked like a freak – a freaky fat girl. I had no idea why Seunghyun would say something like that, or how he had known my name, but those were of the least of my worries. I just ran away from him, for god’s sake. He must be thinking I was weird.
“Do you want to grab and ice-cream together?”
Instead of asking him why, how or any of those rational things, I actually ran away from him. Like, for real, running away like he was some monster.
“Dinner is served,” I heard a voice from outside my door.
“Ok--”
I was interrupted by a loud thud, coming from the next room – Shiyeon’s room, to be precise. The girl had a princess syndrome, and I doubt if she would ever change. But just because she was the special one and that she thought she could do anything she wanted because my parents loved her, it did not mean she had to rudely shut her door like it was made from steel or something.
However, since I was such an angel, I decided to check what was wrong with her.
“Unni, what’s wrong?”
Right there lying helplessly on the bed was Min Shiyeon bawling her eyes out. She was always a bright, chirpy girl, and to see her like that was a shocker.
Worried, I came closer and joined her on the pastel pink bed. My sister was crazy for everything pink. One more reason why people liked her more than me: She was a proper young woman who, well, you know, did all the girly (boring) things. Me? Not so much.
“What does she have that I don’t?” she muttered in between her cries.
Oh no. This had to be her boyfriend. Don’t tell me--
“The scumbag cheated on me.”
Honestly, I was never good in consoling. I was horrible. So instead of saying all the witty things that would comfort a heartbroken girl, like how it is in movies, I just hugged her in silence. I had never had a boyfriend, and I hadn’t been hurt before, so despite aware of the fact that she was hurt, I could not really feel what she was going through.
Shiyeon caught Jungmin, her boyfriend of eight months, making out with their mutual friend at their other mutual friend’s house. She was supposed to be there to discuss with their group of friends her special plans for Jungmin’s upcoming birthday. How could her friends be stupid to let that happen, I had no idea. I felt really bad for Shinyeon. Not only had she been cheated by the bastard, she had also lost a whole lot of trust in her so-called friends.
... And we thought he was nothing like Jay.
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The next morning was a Saturday, and unlike most Saturdays where I would hibernate my lazy ass off, I was in the car with Shiyeon as early as 8 in the morning. We were heading to he-who-must-not-be-named-in-front-of-Shiyeon’s house, to end everything. According to her, at least she would have a good reason to wear shades since it was daylight. Girl had to cry. If there was one thing I really admired about her, it was her firm take on love and relationships. Shiyeon was no fool who would bring back losers. It may appear too soon, but she wasted no time in packing all his things last night. We didn’t have any sleep at all, placing the many gifts and presents into a humongous box. My sister loved receiving presents, so there were a whole lot of them... But I knew she would crumble again eventually. Therefore, I hope, for the love of god, please let the process be better than the appalling horror during the post-break-up with Jay.
We had been in front of Jungmin’s house for over 10 minutes now, and Shiyeon was sighing non-stop the whole time. It was driving me crazy.
“Unni, have you texted him we’re here?” I said, breaking the silence.
“Oh, yeahhh.” She sounded nervous, and her voice was starting to crack again.
“If it’s too hard on you, I’ll help you give them back.”
She took some time to answer that, contemplating whether to accept my offer or not, but eventually she mouthed, almost inaudibly, a ‘no’.
It was not long until Shiyeon finally hoped off from her Lexus, holding the huge pink box. I sighed helplessly as I watched her approaching the door, where a guy in red was standing. I couldn’t see him clearly because my view was blocked, but it was easy to tell it was Park Jungmin.
Shiyeon cried, losing her grip on the box, thus making it fall on the tiled floor. Her black sunglasses proved useless, because the tears wouldn’t stop flowing. At one point, she cried to the point where she had to kneel down. It was too much for her to handle. It infuriated me how Jungmin just stood there, not moving an inch. He just fcuking stood there.
I immediately got out and rushed to the scene. Before I could even think, I gave the man standing before us a hard kick on his balls. Then again, he deserved it anyway. How could Shiyeon tolerate the bastard and not punch him, or slap him, or do anything that would scathe him? If I were her, I would have brought a knife with me and chopped Jungmin into pieces and fed them off to the stray dogs.
“AAAH!!”
Wait. That didn’t sound like the soft voice Jungmin possessed. It sounded hoarse and husky.
I turned around to confirm my doubts, and to my horror, it was not Park Jungmin. He looked a tad too tanned to be the pale coward. The man I was looking at was also a bit taller than my sister’s loser ex-boyfriend. Worse, it was the boy I ran away from hysterically when he offered to have some ice-cream with me. Choi Seunghyun, who else.
Labels: Chaptered, Hot and Cold, Sunye, Taecyeon, TOP
1:32 AM... sweet as a Sunye fan-fic ☻
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