New Years Special

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It's New Years Eve.
And I just got home from staying outside too long.
I was outside, walking around sleepy and tired but I really didn't want to stay at home with my Mom.
She was still dizzy from all that alcohol she drank from Christmas.
It's been like 4 days, man.
Speaking about Christmas... I made a new friend.
His name is Kim Jonghyun.
Yeah, I can't believe it either. I remember when he tried to get me into bed because I was another victim to him but I insulted him right on the spot. Our fights have been starting since then. We hated each other, we even told each other that many times. And now, now, he wants to be friends.
What, do you want to be BFFs?
If he said he wanted to be BFFs, I'd say he was gay. Well, he kinda is to me.
Anyways, he got me a present. A little box that was white with a gold ribbon tied on the top.
I didn't want to open it.
Why? Because I thought maybe it was a prank and something will come out, being the weirdo he is.
But he seemed so serious, so I felt like I had to believe him.
I did open it... to encounter a small silver bracelet with two charms.
One: a skirt.
Two: a Pikachu charm.
I get the Pikachu one, but I'm stuck on the skirt one.
The skirt one...? What does that mean?
So these charms do mean something. But why these specific charms? The skirt and the Pikachu?
Did the store run out of charms?
Eh, it's already been over with.
Ever since Jonghyun and I became friends, I've been seeing Jonghyun more than usual.
You know how I want my free time to be relaxing? Yeah, it hasn't been.
I've been studying for the coming up exams when we come back to school. but I get really bored so I go outside and walk around looking at the windows where little kids are happily playing with their Christmas gifts. If only I had a toy or something to play with...
When I turn away from the kids, Jonghyun is like right there smirking at me and saying,"It's such a late hour, ."
Yeah, even though we're "friends" we still have those nicknames for each other.
I realized it's hard to call Jonghyun by his name because it feels very awkward. Very awkward.
He finds out about this and then says he has no problem with me calling him bastard as long as he can call me .
Sigh...
It's been like that ever since Christmas.
Lately, he's been... nicer. I think it's so awkward beyond awkward. It's not him.
WHAT'S HAPPENING TO THE WORLD?!
Anyways, I come back home and see my mother in the kitchen. She's drinking some juice and then spots me.
She blinked slowly. "Have I been drunk again?" she asked.
I nodded, not looking at her as I pass her to the refrigerator.
"Did you put me into bed?"
I take a soda and nodded. She smiled at me. Still drunk a little.
"That's my girl."
Your girl doesn't like you.
I go up to my room and sighed, looking out the window again.
It's 11:30 and I'm BORED.
You know what? I'm going outside again.
I put back on my jacket and boots and tip-toe downstairs. I peek at the kitchen.
My mom is laying lifelessly on the table. Huh. She passed out again.
I rolled my eyes. I silently went out the door and locked it.
I go to the park, and I enter the silent part of it- where no one seems to go.
That's okay with me because when there aren't people around, I feel better. Safer.
Why the am I talking like this?
I'm Mi Young and I'm not scared of anybody or anything.
"Boo!"
"AH!" I screamed, as I turned around and punched the person who made a surprise visit.
The person stumbled back and covered his punched-in face.
"What the hell?!" he asked.
He took off his hands and I know now it's pissed off Jonghyun.
Oh. I punched Jonghyun. AHAHAHA.
"Oh. I punched you."
He rubbed his cheek.
"How was your New Years Eve?" he asked.
"Not good."
"Oh. Cus your mom?"
"Well, that's the only reason my life is hell."
"Is that the only reason?"
"Yes..."
He looked at me carefully. "Doesn't seem like that's the only reason..." he trailed off.
I shook my head. "It's nothing. Anyways, how are you?"
He stretched. "I'm good...oh! Did you see my gift?" he asked.
"Yeah. But, what is that pant charm for? I don't get it," I told him.
He widened his eyes. "Eh? You don't get it??" he asked.
I shook my head slowly. "No.."
"Wow! I can't believe the is that dumb!"
"You're dumber than me."
"I beat you for 1st place- that proves I'm smarter than you'll be," he smirked.
I rolled my eyes. "That was weeks ago. Can you tell me what that skirt charm is for?" I asked.
He shook his head. "Nah."
"Why?"
"You'll find out yourself- besides if you think you're so smart then you don't need any help to find out," he said.
Aish... he's tempting me to say I'm stupid so I can find out my answer.
I sighed sharply.
"You know what? Fine I don't need to know. But can I know why you seem to stalk me wherever I go?"
"It's fun to scare you... I should do it more often."
"You won't scare me- I'll just kick you in the balls."
He shut up after that.
After minutes of silence, we hear the countdown to the new year.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, HAPPY NEW YEAR!~~~~"
We both looked at each other and bowed down. "Hope you have a good year," we both told each other.
We both got up from bowing and then awkwardly just stood there in front of each other with nothing to say.
Finally, he sighed. "I have to go... uhm, I have to meet my other relatives so..."
He went right in front of me and hesitated to do something. He lifted his hands up a little then put them down.
He lifted them again and then tried to reach for me but then put them down again. He sighed putting his hand on his forehead.
I furrowed my eyes at what he was doing.
He moved his hands around me, trying to do something but gave up and just took my hand and shook it.
"I'll just see you later," he muttered, scratching his head with his other head.
"What were you trying to do?" I asked.
He didn't answer me. He just looked at our hands in each other's and then pulled back and turned around.
He had his shoulders slumped and he scratched his head again.
"it's called trying to hug," he blurted.
I see that his hands went over his mouth but I couldn't see his reaction.
I widened my eyes at his answer. "Then-"
"Happy New Years!" he said and ran away.
I watched him go and then raised an eyebrow.
That idiot- he left me alone in a park at midnight. Fucking bastard.

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