Hate You, Love You. | Jenlisa

8

One word: Uneventful

That's how detention is. I didn't expect it to be extraordinary or anything but I'm bored out of my mind, so much so that I can't even do my homework. Mrs. Choi left for a meeting or something of the sorts so we were left to our own devices.

Jisoo, Nancy and I are the only ones in this 'holding cell' and I'm about ready to jump out of the window and make my gateway.

Nancy, for the most part, is making the most out of her time here by turning the classroom to a nail salon-she bought this box full of nail products and got right into coating her nails. Jisoo, on the other hand, is counting the tiles on the wall and chewing her gum obnoxiously which is annoying me to death.

"Can you stop doing that, it's annoying." I say to her.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she responds cheekily.

"You're an eighteen year old high school student not a fifty-year old prostitute. Chew your gum in your mouth silently."

"You always have a comeback for everything, don't you?" She asks.

"I wouldn't be Jennie Rubyjane Kim if I didn't."

After our group project at the library the other day, we became almost friends but not completely friends. More like acquaintances who say Hi to each other and have a conversation every now and then.

I've still not forgotten about my vow to find out what Lisa is up to so I better start now.

"So Jisoo," I say conversationally. "Lisa wasn't in school today."

"Yeah, she went out of town with her mom. She has this collection of men's wear that she's designing so she wants Lisa to be the model."

First she was in a fight, now she's a model? Something is definitely fishy.

"Interesting..."

"Yeah, inter– wait a sec, why do you care about her whereabouts? Last time I checked, both of you were oil and water?"

"I could care less," I say with an eye roll. "But today was quiet, almost too quiet for my liking. I didn't have anyone to insult today so I'm kind of bummed."

She laughs and shakes her head. "I'll tell her you send your regards."

"Whatever dude."

"Why are the both of you gossiping about Lisa like I'm not in the same room as y'all?" Nancy asks whilst adding diamond ornaments to her dark coated nails.

How fitting, her nail polish matches her heart.

"We weren't gossiping about your fuck buddy Nancy, calm your fake tits."

"Lisa is my girlfriend, not some fuck buddy," she snaps. Did I hit a nerve? "Haven't I told you to stop talking about her? The only person allowed to bad-mouth her is me."

"Nancy, Nancy..." I tsk. "When would you get it through your skull that I don't take orders from you?" She flips her hair back and drops the nail polish back in the box. "I'm in no mood to argue with you Nancy."

"I don't like you, I hope you know that," she answers. "You're always trying to steal Lisa away from me."

Here we go again with the 'you're trying to steal Lisa away from me' speech. How am I meant to steal something that's not hers in the first place? It's quite pathetic and pitiful how she latches on to Lisa like a rash that wouldn't go away.

She doesn't care about her, and she can't see that.

"It's quite obvious that you are highly insecure in your relationship with Lisa. Please don't project those insecurities on me and leave me the fuck alone."