Chapter 21: Counting Stars
The soul wills that something be supplied to it, it nods assent to itself
As though someone had posed a question and reaches out towards the
Fulfillment of what it wills.
~Plato's The Republic
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Jennie woke up with a stiff neck and incredibly tired. She had gotten back home around two in the morning. Lisa had made sure that they drove her home and that she got into her apartment safe and sound. Lisa claimed that you never know what could happen to a young woman in the early morning in Seoul, South Korea.
"I'm a big girl, Lisa," she had argued last night when Lisa had insisted they bring her home.
"I know you are, but that doesn't mean anything at three a.m. in Seoul," Lisa had countered back. In the end Jennie had let Lisa take her home after all of Lisa's friends had convinced her by ganging up on her.
Jennie smiled at the thought of last night and wrapped her arms around her blanket and clutched it to her heart which was beating faster than it usually did. She didn't smile much, but something about Lisa, about the way she grinned at her, the way she talked to her, the way she sang, it made her want to smile again and again.
She couldn't stop.
Climbing out of her bed and yawning she set about her apartment to begin making herself some coffee and then sat down in front of her small TV. She took a sip of her mug of coffee and then flipped the TV on.
The first thing she was met with was a flash of picture of Lisa. She nearly fell out of her seat as the annoying news lady, Hyoyeon, came on the screen.
"And now back to our breaking story," she said with a cheerful grin. Jennie rolled her eyes, if this was their breaking news then the TV station needed help.
"Last night international singing sensation Lisa Manoban sang at the club of her good friend Jeon Jungkook the retired center for the New York Nix. While there Lisa Manoban sang a song which she entitled, The Writer.
Manoban says that the song was dedicated to a friend who has inspired her and lifted her up. However most of the public hardly believe that this 'friend' is only a friend. Some people are wondering if Ms. Nayeon Lim, a self proclaimed artist in her spare time, is the girl referred to in the song as it mentions an artist. Others however are wondering if it was the mysterious brunette seen with Miss Manoban at Ceres' a few nights ago. Has Lisa Manoban managed to catch another one? Time will only tell. If you have any information about Miss Manoban and her mysterious 'friend' we encourage you to call us."
The number flashed below the screen and Jennie snorted. The lengths some people would go to try and get a hot story. She felt bad for Lisa, always having the cameras flashing in her face and nosy reporters always trying to learn about her life.
Your life should be your life. It shouldn't be the gossip of others. It was just like highschool where everyone liked to obsess over the latest couples and the people who cheated on their boyfriend on their six week anniversary.
In other words, it was pathetic and a waste of time.
Jennie laughed as more pictures of Lisa were flashed on the TV screen, all of them focusing on her raven black hair and captivating doe eyes.
She leaned back against her thrift store couch, clutching her mug in her hands. She couldn't help but wonder what would have happened.
What could have happened?
If you had told her only a few weeks ago that she would be helping the famous Lisa Manoban write her songs, she would have slapped them outside the face, judo flipped them, and then checked them into a mental hospital. A few weeks ago she despised Lisa Manoban.
