The Girl in the Pool// Yoonji

CHAPTER FOUR

"Can I help you miss?" The young man said looking blankly at her. He scratched his head confused that it just completely silent.

Her head was filled with many thoughts of anxiety, fear, rejection and sadness and even pain. Nothing satisfied her needs.. nothing made her happy anymore. Nothing mad her smile or feel anything.

She was completely numb and had no sense of emotions in order to life her own life. Well her new life.. she was indeed different than many other girls.

She was tough.. raw, cute and strong. Her mind wouldn't let her free of all of her past.

She sighed to herself and looked back at the guy. She pointed at the fluffy stuffed animal, the one behind him.

The cashier looks around at what the young lady pointed towards.. she nodded when he grabbed it and handed it to her.

"There's a whole collection of them in aisle 3, if you want more." He says smiling this time.

As intimidating as she looked.. he tried to make her smile with the little things. He knew she came to this store almost every other day. He never knew her name because she Berber really talked much to him.

But he know she's a quiet, tough girl who doesn't bother anyone if she doesn't feel like it.

But what he didn't know was she was completely opposite than the image she showed to him.

She started to walk towards the aisle to see what he was talking about. She looked around and saw.. the rest of the BT21 collection.

Her eyes sparked with glitter and beauty. Something about buying all of them just was music too her ears.

Yoonji takes them off the shelf and walks to the counter to purchase.

"Is that all you wanna purchase?" The guy says again.

"Yea. How much?"

"50 all together." He says holding onto the scanner.

She hands him the money and leaves. No thank you or I'll be back tomorrow from her lips. But he knew he'd see her again.

"Have a good day." He says watching her figure disappear.

She didn't look back, after hearing his words. Just no reply or reaction at all.

Carrying the bag in her hand. She ties the bag and places it in her backpack, getting onto her bicycle.
She rides away into the neighborhood that was close to the counter store.

Heading home wasn't far away to where she was right now.. just a few miles.

She passed the trees by.. as she pealed away on her bike. Just feeling the wind in her hair... and the smell of green grass..

The beautiful large houses she passes through out her ride.. it was simply a magical experience.

She finally made it to her house. Which was basically a mansion but a small one.. her mother was a house wife of a rich businessman.

She hated her father with a passion. He ruined her life and never even apologized for making her change herself. It's all his fault.. his fault.

Her mother was sweet and kind and it wasn't her fault that her parents forever her to marry him.
Yoonji didn't wanna grow up anytime soon.

Because marrying a man or marrying in general wasn't on her list.

She never was interested in men and never will be. Always was a lesbian and liked pussy.

Yea ofc she's still a virgin but she doesn't plan on being one for long. Especially not if Yn is up for some fun with her later on.

She slaps herself from thinking about forbidden sexual imaginations including Yn and her. Even though it was on her mind for a while. It's best she keeps it to herself and just keeps it cool.

She gets off the bike and takes her backpack with her, taking her bike into the garage and locking the door.

She then heads to her room which was upstairs, her mother sees her walking up the stairs..

"Dear.. how was your day at school..?" She says with a smile on her face, exposing her cheekbones and pretty dimples she had.

Yoonji stops in her tracks before heading all the way to her room. She turns around and makes a werid smile on her face.

"It was great. I'm going to my room now." She turns back around and continues to go on her way.

But she doesn't know someone else in the house. Someone who is usually at meetings all day long is now at home.

"Yoonji! Where is the respect?! You completely ignored me and your mother and didn't say anything to us. Why is that.?" Her father says looking angry..

At this point she was already annoyed and her heart sank in her chest. She didn't except him to be here. Which made today even worse then what it already was.

"Yan -" Her mother tries to calm her husband down from getting his head cut off from their daughter.

"No- she needs to learn respect.. especially from me." He insisted

"Please she had a tough day sweetheart.. just let her go for now ok? We can talk about it later." She wanted to protect her daughter from hers husband's rage.

"Fine." His eyes arched and he takes his pipe, smoking it as he walks away towards the living room.

By that time.. Yoonji was already up the stairs and she closes the door behind her. Slamming it hard and jumping onto her bed.

She started to cry and realized she was being weak and stupid like a little girl. But she didn't care. She had to let it all out.

After her small crying session. She takes out the bag, untying the plastic bag that held the stuffed animals inside.

Sighing to herself, she grabbed a sheet of paper from her journal she kept and started to write a poem. Something so beautiful and sad it hurt to continue writing it.

Tears stream down her cheek as she continues to pour her heart out on the page. Expressing every emotion from the inside that she can't show onto the sheet of paper.

She got inspiration from this song she heard earlier. It's called "Carried Away," by Surf Mesa featuring Madison Beer.

It had a alot of beautiful lyrics that related to how she felt about Yn.

She felt like Helga from Hey Arnold, because she didn't know how to express herself around her crush. And this time it was a girl not a boy in the cartoon.

The words that come into the paper come alone and she doesn't know how to stop herself from creating such a poem of lollapalooza.

Oh how beautiful and elegant your body,
and soul compel me and take me to a new atmosphere
How sweet the smell of your hair.. it changes,
the way I look at the world around me.
And your eyes pushes me into another universe,
I can't come to my senses when I'm around you
I can't control myself
I can't come to think of the many things,
You've done to me without even saying a word,
Your silence and pretty lips don't make sense.
It's simply destiny in the making
Sad that you don't know your own beauty.
Sad your don't know your own powers
Are you a demon?
Are an Angel?
What are you?
Why do you make me feel this way?
Tell me what I've done to you
Let me show you how much you mean to me
Let me give you a demonstration
A conversation about love and you,
About us.

Your secret admirer

She stops writing and takes the poem she's wrote, placing it in a envelope. Kissing it after it's sealed closed.

Taking one of the stuffed animals she brought, and putting it into a small box. She begins to decorate it with cute stickers and places a pink bow on the top of the box.

This was something she's been thinking about doing this since this morning..

But that wasn't the right time. Now is the right time. Even though they've just met it like love at first sight..

Whether it's wrong or not.

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