A Little Bit Of It (JENLISA)

Chapter 4: Yellow?

"Yellow?" Confused by the sudden words that Lisa has stated, I don't know if she's just messing around but, how on earth does it make her feel that I'm a yellow? Nodding in reply she then followed by;

"You know, just because yellow is bright, warm, sunny kind of color doesn't mean it needs to mean that way with other people."

"Your point exactly?" Raising a brow in confusion, this might be the first time I'm actually annoyed by Lisa. I don't if she's trying to be affectionate or something but it surely is getting on my nerves right now.

Raising her hand she quickly hugged me and patted my head, taken by surprise, leaving my eyes widen by the sudden break of distance. Why was I annoyed again in the first place? I asked completely forgetting the reason. Her hug, her hug feels.. safe, pleasant, welcoming, she feels warm as well, perfect for cuddling when the weather decides to become cold.

She pulled away from the hug and gave me an annoying smirk. "You enjoyed the hug I assume?" Wiggling her eyebrows, completely looking like an idiot right now. Rolling my eyes I pave my way towards first class. She follows behind and settles beside me. "What?" Giving her a death glare in hopes she understands that she's starting to get on my nerve.

"Nothin', you just look really pretty" Trailing her eyes, she started looking from my eyes, down to my nose and lastly.. my lips. "T-thank you" I stuttered hiding my face after, I feel humiliated. Why did I just stutter?

"Woah, not only are you pretty but you're incredibly adorable too. I mean, you are Jennie Kim. What can you not do?" Scoffing after.

A lot actually, there are a lot of things I cannot do. I'm a person who is diffident, with my lack of confidence becoming bashful is normal, more than normal. Sometimes, people who normally confesses to me, it always make me wonder. What is it that they find attractive from me? Definitely not being active in class, my lack of social skills is certainly not one of them, so.. what is it then? Then it snapped, for the past few years, people who confessed to me always said the b word. Beautiful. But how can you like someone just because they look pretty or beautiful? You barely know them yet here they are confessing to me.

Isn't confessing suppose to be a romantic feeling? You feel a certain emotion because of who they are as a person. What am I even saying, talking like this, thinking this way almost as if I have single clue about what falling in love feels like.

"Are you okay?"

An angelic, soft voice was heard.

"I'm fine Lisa, say. Why are you constantly asking me if I'm okay, why do you care?" I asked blankly, curious to see if she'll say "because most of the time you look sad" hearing those words discuss me. Wanting someone's care is the last thing I'll ever need.

" I just do. I care about you a lot with no particular reason. I've always wanted to get to know you more, talk to you, bond with you, just to be with you." She replies, looking outdoor. She's avoiding eye contact.

That's new, talking to me without any reason, is that a good thing? Maybe it is, I mean this is Lisa. She's the sweetest, nicest person I have ever met. Humming in respond I adverted my attention to something else, I don't know what else to say, definitely will write this down.

Growing up with little to no friends, paper is the only thing I face, expressing those unspoken words. It was definitely better, rather than trying my best to communicate with people I barely know or what they call socializing, writing was ameliorate.

"You're not really much of a talker, are you Miss Kim?" Smiling from her statement, it's very endearing of her to notice such small behavior of mine. "Yes Miss Manoban, I'm not much of talker. Good to see you're finally catching up" Attitude. Where am I getting this attitude of mine?

Most of the times I'm surprise at my behavior, pulling random attitude out of nowhere is definitely nothing like me. Being soft spoken, comprehending, petrified, agitated, are my several traits. Who are you exactly Manoban? Something about you makes me want to discover the unknown version of me.

The sound of laughter was what I got from her, why is she laughing? What's something that I said made her laugh?

"I'm sorry, you're just too precious. Everything you do never fails to make me smile." Placing her hand on top of my shoulder, one word to describe her hand is that it is incredibly big. "Glad to see you find me amusing Lisa." Smiling back and all of a sudden everything around us paused.

Pulling me into a hug she softly caresses my hair, oh no. I could feel my heart beating fast, can she feel it? It's too loud that all I could hear was my heart beating from the sudden action.

Pausing for a second, Lisa's breathing became ragged. Could this be because of me? Asking myself with, mind filled with unanswered questions. "Lisa" I breathlessly spoke, she pulled away from the hug and a sudden heat was felt through my cheeks. Lisa.. she was staring my lips.

"Hmmm?"

Her gentle voice was enough to send shivers down my spine, taking a closer look of her features. I never noticed how long her lashes were, dark and brown it was long enough to reach her eyebrows. As my eyes travel further south, I was stunned by her gorgeous voluptuous lips. Finding it hard to belive, such vulgar words kept coming out of my mind. Adverting my eyes, I found myself once again staring at Lisa's eyes.

"You look incredibly breathtaking"

Did I just really say that? Stunned, speechless, shyness was visible on her face. Continuesly blinking I ran away from the scenario and stayed in one of the stalls inside the women's restrooms. What was I thinking? Why did I say that? I paused for a second and composed myself, am I regretting that I said that? How could I possibly regret stating something so true in front of someone?

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes for a second, ensuring I gather every bit of my thoughts.

Lips so plump, kissing you would be inevitable. As I gaze into your eyes, a fallen star appeared in front of me. Shinning so bright it reminded me of a star called Betelgeuse. Being with you makes me forget how to breathe, taken by a bliss you make everything inside me derange. However, what's amusing is that I enjoy the confusions you give me, the questions unanswered even though they could be a loadsome.

Everything with you feels surreal yet I still continue to endure this mixed emotions. Sometimes, I ask myself why do I choose to stay when all you could ever give me was a headache of emotions that I could barely even cope up.

Then a click happened. Shutting my brain off and letting my heart decided, it told me to experience the unforsaken emotions that I have burried deeply.

Opening my eyes, sighing was the only possible thing I could ever do. If I'm going to let myself explore, might as well start with the girl who goes by the name Lalisa Manoban. Whatever the heart wants.