Once the bell rung, I quickly jotted down notes from the overhead and then took out my history homework packet to finish. Hopefully, I wouldn’t get caught like I had before. I have an absolute knack for getting myself into any form of trouble. I guess I’m not ninja enough.
I had anatomy with…no one, no one that I enjoyed talking to at least. There were the preps in the corner who never ceased to chat, the arrogant yet odd scene kids who would always try to pick a fight one day or another, and also the quiet nerd that was in the far back seat, doing class work in two seconds then moving onto unfinished homework from other classes. Oh wait, that’s me. Whoops, I don’t count. My bad.
The teacher continued on about the arteries in the hearts and what the differences between the blue and red colored vein-thingies were. You can all probably tell that I barely pay attention, I’m not even sure of my description…
For some odd reason, the class went by faster than normal as I scooped up my notebooks and shoved them into my backpack, swinging it over my shoulder, picking up my textbooks and headed quietly for the door. Sighing as I left, a small wave of tiredness swept over me as I walked down the halls and bumped into another person. I looked down at the feet nervously, and slowly worked my way towards the face. I didn’t want it to be Junsu again.
“Hey YooRim!” A giant smile was plastered on his face, “You never answered my question!”
“Oh hey! C-Ch-Changmin!” I giggled a bit, wait what did I just giggle? Way to look weird YooRim, “Sorry, I was uh…”
“It’s alright, it was a Monday morning!” He was still smiling. Gosh why is he so cute? “Where are you headed right now?”
“Uhhh, to Home Economics class with Risa unni.” I felt retarded for hesitating. It was almost the end of the year for gosh sakes…
“Really? My class is down that way also! May I?” He bent his arm to form a loop, as in – you know, the handle shape of the teapot.
I almost jumped with joy as I tried to control my happiness. Did the cutest guy of my life just offer to walk me to class, with our ARMS looped together!?
I nodded as I walked down the hall with him, arm in arm. I wanted to faint so badly, but I couldn’t…because then…wait if I fainted would he give me CPR? GO BRAIN GO! MAKE ME FAINT—Okay never mind, Risa unni would kill me if I forced something like that to happen…or…would she…
Changmin and I started a light conversation as we realized we barely knew each other.
“You like to eat? Really? But you’re so thin!” I exclaimed.
“Hey, I would be saying the same to you! You’re so short!” He replied, with a childish grin on his lips.
Ouch, there goes my self-esteem. I hated being picked on, especially about my height.
“….” I pouted, and looked up at him. Darn you fool, why did you hit my weak spot?!
I guess Changmin realized that I was “hurt” as he stopped walking and unlinked his arm from mine. Boo no, come back! I would like to super glue you to me mister!
“Here’s your class…” He mumbled, “Sorry about the…height thing.”
“It’s…alright” I replied, a weak smile on my lips, “I’ll see you later then yeah?”
“Hehe, of course!” That bright grin of his returned as he quickly leaned over a bit and gave me a big hug.
God, please shoot me.
“HEY LOVERS!” Risa giggled as she licked another one of her happy sticks, bouncing behind us with glee.
Damn you God, I didn’t mean it…
Changmin let go quickly as he turned bright pink, “I uh, um gotta …err—go. Yeah that’s right, I’ll see you later”
He walked off in an awkward manner and almost bumped into a few people.
“WHY UNNI WHY!?” I wanted to cry as I pouted at my dearest unni, “I was in heaven!”
Risa only grinned brightly, “Because I love you moreeeeeeeeee~”
She tackled me over and stuck a lollipop in my mouth, “All better!”
“Lollipops do not make things all better…” I pouted, sucking on the yummy candy, “Oh yay, strawberry!”
“See, it so does.” She replied, sticking her tongue out and then linking her arm with mine, “Time to bake!”
Home Economics, the more professional way of saying “dessert making class”, our most favorite class. Why? We both liked to bake, we both liked to eat our creations, and we had the class together. I love spending time with my unni, and I’m pretty sure she feels the same! … I hope at least.
We walked into class with a huge smile on our faces. We knew what today was; it was time to make anything we’d like since we had finished our class curriculum already. Risa unni and I agreed on making a nice layered strawberry shortcake and began to work on it immediately once we got to our work stations.
“Making a cake like always? Has working for me gotten you addicted to doing such work?” A guy came by, smirking. His hair was a dirty blonde color and his skin was as clear as a porcelain doll. I was always jealous of his skin, and always wondered if he was gay. C’mon, no guy should cut and dye his hair so many times along with keeping his skin breakout free.
“We don’t work for you,” I laughed, “We work for your parents. They’re a nice couple, such a shame they had to have such a bratty kid.”
“You!” he pouted, “Do—“
“What? Don’t make you tell mommy? She adores us!” Risa giggled, “YooRim~ pass the sugar please~”
“Here you go unni!” I passed her the sugar and continued to cut up strawberries, “So, Jaejoong, shouldn’t you be working on whatever you are making?”
“Well, I came over here to uh um…check up on you guys to see if you weren’t using all the strawberry supply!”
“Suree….” I sheepishly grinned,” I think you just wanted to see Risa unni and all her hotness.”
“YOORIM!” Risa smacked my arm, “What are you talking about?!”
“You know unni, ‘you’re hotter than an oven preheated to 375 degrees.’ ” I cracked up laughing, resulting in a glare from Jaejoong.
“HAHAHA, Oh I remember that! Don’t you Jaejoong?” She giggled, stirring up the dry ingredients.
”Yes…I…clearly do…” He shot another glare at me, “I’m going to go back to making my cupcakes…”
“OUR CAKE IS BETTER THAN YOUR CUPCAKES!” I yelled after him.
Risa and I gave each other a high five and smiled gleefully. Embarrassing Jaejoong was one of the best parts of Home Economics. It was probably our only way of getting back at him for his crappy “assistant management” at the bakery we work at. As you read before, yes, his parents own it, but that doesn’t give him the right to be a complete butt to us, or well me. He’d always put me on some other random shift so he can work alongside Risa! Pft, thank god his pick up lines are so corny and retarded, Risa just gives him an awkward look. Puahaha, in your face Kim Jaejoong!
Class went by quickly as Risa and I were simply relaxing as our cake was in the oven. We began to mix our frosting as we continued our normal chitchat, gossip time.
“So, I saw what happened out there. Spill the beans!” Risa demanded, tasting a bit of her frosting mix.
“It was just a hug! Until you had to ruin it…” I mumbled, reaching over for some fresh strawberries to cut for decoration.
“I didn’t ruin it! What if he were to rape you!?” Risa stopped herself and laughed, “Wait, you’d like that huh?”
“WHAT!?” I threw a strawberry at her, “You’re mean unni! I think those happy sticks are BIPOLAR sticks! You’re worse than me!”
“I was joking!” She flung a bit of frosting at me, “Gosh, take a joke sweetie!”
I only replied with pouting and continued to cut my strawberry slices, forgetting that I had a slab of frosting on my face. Oh well, someone should tell me about it soon, right? …Ahem, cue to Risa?…Risa?! Fine, I’ll forget about it completely and look like a retard…
We finished up our cake a few minutes before class ended as we split it in half. Risa began to eat a slice of her cake immediately as I only helped get her a cup of tea.
“Why aren’t you going to eat yours now?” She asked between munches.
“Ah, I think I will eat it later at lunch.” I smiled dreamily, spacing out.
“Ahh, for your crush I see.” Risa giggled, “Thank gosh I don’t need boys~ All this cake for myself!”
“Aiyoo, you’re lucky you just don’t get fat~” I let out a soft giggle as I placed my half of the cake in a box provided by the teacher along with a plastic knife, forks and paper plates.
Putting the box into a bag and picking it up, I looked at Risa who was taking another slice and finishing it off in mere seconds. My unni, I wonder how she eats so many sweets but never gains a pound. I guess she burns it off while being hyper. I helped her put away the rest of her cake as we waited for the bell to ring. Looking over at Jaejoong, he seemed just about done with his cupcakes and was heading our way.
“Aren’t they lovely?” He spoke, flaunting his own creation.
“Yes, they are quite lovely.” Risa smiled, looking at the pink frosted marble cupcakes.
“But, they’re not as lovely as you~” He smirked at Risa as she only began to laugh.
“Not this again, I thought we were home free today!” I groaned jokingly as Jaejoong’s wannabe seductive smirk turned into a grim glare.
“Haha, thank you Jaejoong? But you know, I’m not interested.” Risa picked up her bag and stood up, “Bell’s going to ring in a few seconds~ Let’s go dongsaeng!”
Risa unni always seem to handle everything with class. No wonder Jaejoong is after her…I wonder when she’ll find her perfect boy though. I think she likes being independent though; she’s probably one of the strongest willed people I know. Ah, Risa unni~ how do you do it. I wish you could teach me…
