Chapter 2 - Oddness
Hmm, I dont have an idea where this is leading me to, but i will try my best to continue this as soon as possible. Please forgive me for the lateness of updating this. :3
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There were gasps. “Oooh!”
And then shoes screeching on the floor.
Followed by relieved sighs. “Oooh~”
KimBum, lying flat on the floor with two hands holding the plates he had managed to catch just in time breathed out a sigh of relief. His quick reflexes amazed JaeJoong the mean time as the boy’s mouth dropped open in amusement.
“Thanks,” JaeJoong nodded with gratitude towards him. The other replied with a knowing smile, “It’s fine. Just – hyung, remember to put on your glasses next time.” And he walked into the kitchen, where Amane stood by the door looking as if he had just been attacked by stroke.
JaeJoong’s hands immediately reached for his face, panic surging through him. Jumping up and trying hard enough to blanket his face with his hair, he staggered back to his bag, reaching for his glasses and pushing them back in place.
He knew he couldn’t live as a human without these glasses, his face, his face…
“Yah! Stop dreaming and get to work you asshole!” Amane’s voice came booming from the kitchen.
“Hey! I’m no asshole!” Came KimBum’s voice.
“I’m not talking about you! Get a life, Bummie!”
JaeJoong grinned to himself as he watched the two squabbled over little things again, when will they ever grow up? He looked up, the vision where his glasses frame were not to reach, and saw a blur of nothing. Sighing, he quickly got back to work.
As long as his glasses were with him, it wouldn’t be a problem…
Braiding SooYoung’s hair, EonJin cursed everything that had no clue or connections with the day. The poor window, the poor fan, the poor glass of water, the poor toilet bowl, the poor bras, the poor undies, the poor SooYoung. Gee. Shielding herself with her mask, and letting down her fringe, SooYoung sighed for the hundredth time in the day.
“Unnie, if you would stop cursing. I don’t want to die earlier due to your practicing of voodoo.”
Startled, EonJin jumped back in her full defense form, “How do you know?”
Raising her eyebrow, SooYoung mocked as the other turned red, “I saw you putting needles in your Goofy softie?” “You mean soft toy Goofy-effer from my ex,” EonJin corrected her instantly. SooYoung gave her a shrug and began biting into her breakfast – toast with jam.
EonJin began her little murmurs she called ‘curse sequences’ in the corner of the room while SooYoung continued to give her cold shoulder treatment. When she predicted EonJin to be half way in her curses, she was done with her breakfast and she was ready for school.
Pushing her glasses in place, SooYoung bade farewell to the murmuring EonJin who answered, “Mmm.” Closing the door behind her, she did not made a step forward to the lift which had been waiting. Instead she leaned on the wall and let herself be buried and drowned with the sea of thoughts, until she let herself out from the deepest of her heart.
“I hate lying.”
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The image of the girl’s face lingering in his thoughts made JaeJoong braved himself to be seated next to the guard, SooJin by the gate of the school in the early morning just to wait for the girl to appear. He checked out every girl that had passed and each was given a big, big cross.
Super-red lipsticked hot chick = X + … Did she had a hot night with her boyfriend?
Super-big-boobs-showing sexy chick = X + Might have a chance to be her, but no.
Pink socks nerdy chick = X + My God, get a life.
Skinny chick with no boobs at all = X + Say, diet.
Super ugly(cough) fat chick = X ---- UGH!
Long lashes chick = X + Give me an impression of an ostrich. Say, she’s tall, and looks dumb. D:
“Jae, are you sure the girl you saw in the school compound is from our school?” SooJin chuckled, wondering if JaeJoong was having hallucination. “It’s really a girl from our school!” He protested immediately, puffing out his cheeks. “Well, if you persuade, I might as well remind you it’s about time for school. The bell’s ringing in 5 minutes,” SooJin tapped the surface of his watch with his fingers as JaeJoong’s face dropped, “Man, talk about school.” He pulled a face and reached for his bag.
He nodded politely as a farewell before stepping out of the guard house. “I’ll keep an eye for you!” SooJin offered as JaeJoong declined gratefully. “I’ll look out for myself, thanks hyung!”
He was making his way to the main building when he heard footsteps behind him. Turning around to say good morning, the girl with braids made him stayed rooted. His sudden stop of pace made the girl collide onto him. Both of them fell to the ground with groans.
She sat in her place, sputtering apologies, bowing the same time. Her long, thick fringe covering one third of her face and half of her glasses, “I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking the way! Sorry! Please,” Her tiny voice was almost engulfed by the chattering of students. “No, no, it’s okay,” JaeJoong helped her to stand up.
She finally looked up, alert when he touched her arms, meaning no more than to help. She retreated from his grasp and kept a distant between them. “Sorry,” JaeJoong said. “It’s alright, Uh, if you would excuse me,” The girl bounced away. JaeJoong had an impression of a dancing butterfly.
The bell rang.
“Shit,” JaeJoong cursed and followed the girl into the main school building. She was yet to be found in the building when JaeJoong took off his shoes. “That’s fast, is she a runner for the school?” Thoughts flooded him, but it’s not the time to be worried about that first. He speeded his way down the corridors and through classrooms until he found his own, slipping into it soundless.
JunSu saw him and let out a high pitched squeak, “AAHHHH-” JaeJoong immediately muffled his voice by clamping his hands around the other’s mouth. JunSu glared at him, the teacher started to turned around and JaeJoong slipped onto his chair just in time as she faced the class. “What’s wrong, Su?” The teacher asked, her brows furrowed together, papers could even be clipped between the locks of her brows. JaeJoong stared at him, his heart thumping so hard against his ribs he thought they might break into half soon. JunSu glaned sideways at him and returned to the teacher, “Nothing, I thought I just saw dried seaweeds.”
“…”
A pause went around the whole class.
“Dried seaweed?” The teacher raised her brows.
“I think I ate too much of them yesterday,” He faked a laugh which admitted immediately he was a very bad actor. Another pause, “Well then,” She coughed, “Let’s just continue with the class.”
JaeJoong stared, wide eyed, not believing what just happened. Seaweed? Eat? Late? What heck was that boy thinking and what did he have in his skull? A brain or just plain stupidity?
JunSu winked at him, “Don’t mind me,” He mouthed.
JaeJoong guessed maybe that was what made JunSu so outer-space-alien-like and so odd to the others. He wondered how he managed to become friends with so lots of people. Was it because of his innocent heart or because they thought he was fresh and fun?
Confusion.
Either way, JaeJoong didn’t understand what he meant to himself at all. Why the hell was he thinking about things that were not related to what happened just now. He decided to just let it go for now and listen to the lectures of his teacher.
School, gee.
-End of Chap 2-
All for now. :3
See you until then.
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