Gun x Reader: I'm normal

I almost stepped on my cat writing this

There wasn't much to do.

My friends were all busy and I have no life so I decided to walk the city before heading home.

I really don't belong in this part but I like windows shopping and imagining I'll one day own it all.

A Mercedes car pulled up in front of me and the doors opened.

The most beaches girl I've ever seen stepped out and I stopped walking to watch.

Her skin was perfect, her body was perfect, her hair, the way she walked.

Damn! I wanna be like her!

We're about the same height, but I have a bit of a tummy.

She looked at me and smiled.

Even that is perfect!

I smiled and noticed the annoyed looking man besides her.

Okay, I'm not gonna try to talk to her now. Not that I was before.

I'm not very shy but I'm not exactly the type to talk to a strange either.

I watched them walk into the store and nodded.

She must be famous. Was that her bodyguard?

I walked home wondering who she was and what she did for a living.

"Mom, I'm home!"

"Hey hun! Dinner is almost ready!"

"Okay, I'm going to shower!"

"Okay, have fun!"

I laughed and went to clean up from my PE sweat.

The next day was the same, so was the week after that.

Nothing to fun ever happens in my life.

"Hey YN..."

I glanced down at Crystal and smiled.

"Hey, girly, what's up?"

"I was just wondering if...maybe you wanted to be friends..."

I looked at her in horror.

"Oh... I see..."

"I kinda thought we were already friends...now this is awkward..."

"Oh! Oh... I just wanted to be sure...that's all."

I laughed.

"I have an older sister I want you to meet. I can't make it but will you meet with her?"

"Uhh...why?"

"She really wants to meet my friends. And you're my only friend."

"What about Daniel and the others?"

She looked uncomfortable so I quickly changed the topic and agreed to meet up.

"What should I wear?"

"Something nice. You guys are going to a restaurant. Her treat."

"Ah...okay. When will it be?"

"How's Saturday at dinner?"

"Tomorrow?"

She nodded.

"Okay. What's the address?"

"They'll pick you up. Can I have your address?"

I gave it to her and she sent a quick message.

"Alright YN, thank you. Oh, and please don't mention me. At all."

"Wait what?"

She turned an hurried back to her desk as the teacher walked in.