Manual of the prohibited

Chapter 5

"C'omon, Lisa, I know you met someone, your eyes say it," she insisted, with her smile even wider and her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Well, amm yes and no." i babbled.

"Yes and no? How's that?"

"Well, I met someone, truth to be told, she got me dazzling; but..."

"But what?"

"But I can't say who that 'someone' is,"

"Why not?"

"I don't believe in love at first sight, and you know it." I shook my hand, downplaying the matter.

"Yeah; but you know? It was love at first sight with Jisoo," she smiled, as if suddenly she got lost in the memory. "Is it a girl?" she suddenly asked.

"Yeah," I immediately answered.

"Where did you met her?"

"Err in..." I hesitated, while I tried to think of a place. "In the plane."

"Did she sit beside you?" Jennie's curiosity didn't seem to end.

"Mmm" I remembered how Jisoo sat beside me on the ground out in the hall, I laughed. "Something like that."

"Wanna tell me?"

"Not really, It's not really important, Jen. She was just an attractive girl, how many more aren't here." And it was true, because, to begin with, Jisoo was just another pretty face between many more in Korea, and besides, I couldn't make up a whole story about another girl just because I don't have the courage to tell Jennie that I found her girlfriend the most attractive ever since I arrived to the country. But it wasn't normal for me. "I'm really tired. Tell me, where's my bed?"

"Room." She corrected and then smiled. "Right there." She pointed to the right, to where a white wooden door was.

"Thanks. Tomorrow's gonna be awesome now that I'll be rested and with energy."

"Sleep well, Lisa-ya. Wow! I can't believe you're here." The last thing seemed she said it more to herself. "Love you!"

"Love you, too! Goodnight."

I dragged the suitcases to the small room, now mine. It was a normal size. Not too big not too small. Perfect for me. The bed was at the other end of the door, in a corner; close to the window and a small desk.

I took of the smallest suitcase, the case where I kept my camera and captured the room with a picture. I threw the suitcases somewhere and with caution, put the camera where it was again and left it on the desk, I was too tired to start unpacking right now.

I went to bed and out my hands behind my head, that's when I started thinking about everything that happened during the day, and the face that had been brought to my memory, it was as beautiful as an angel, a face that didn't belong to me. But, why did I think of her? At the idea of Jennie and Jisoo not knowing each other well enough to say "I love you"; I silently laughed, discovering that what I had now was jealousy, ever since Jungkook only idiots had been on the list of my heart, and now, Jennie had someone who didn't seem like it, and I was jealous.

I laughed again. So pathetic. But truth to be told, behind that mocking laugh was a palpable of concern, Jennie's heart couldn't be broken once more in such disastrous way like the first one. That's where my fear came from. Or so I thought.