The girls woke up disoriented and groggy the next morning. Nam was laying in an odd position, cuddling a pillow on the floor. Irin was just laying on the floor with her limbs spread out in every direction. Noey was sleeping normally, curled up into a ball, resting her head on Nam's legs. They had all conked out in different places of Noey's room, in various positions. All except an infamous two. Becky and Freen were in the spooning position on Noey's bed.
All of the girls had woken up by now except for those two. They had all gathered around Noey's bed, staring at them. Noey and Nam were slightly confused. But when Noey recalled what she'd seen last night, she accepted it. If they were dating, cuddling would definitely be a factor. Nam just assumed they were Becky and Freen, doing what Becky and Freen always did. Just a little closer. But Irin knew it all.
"Aww," Irin cooed as she pulled out her phone to take a picture.
"I guess they're not fighting anymore," Nam smiled.
Irin snickered to herself, because they had definitely not been fighting. They'd been doing the opposite of that, whatever it was. She decided she would have to squeeze some details out of Becky later on.
Noey contemplated if she should let her friends in on what she'd witnessed. Maybe it was just a friendly kiss. But then again, she couldn't recall kissing any of them in a friendly way. Or at all. And they'd been friends for years. Perhaps they were actually dating. Maybe they just really wanted to keep it under wraps.
Noey felt like her friends didn't have to hide their relationship. Knowing Nam and Irin, there wasn't much left to the imagination. Now that she had seen it firsthand, she could back up that claim. They didn't get weird seeing them that close together. There were no snide remarks. Well, maybe there would be from Irin... Simply because she's Irin. But even then, it would all be in good fun. And if they were hiding it, they weren't doing a very good job of it. With the assumption that they'd find out eventually, she told them.
"Guys," Noey prompted, breaking their attention from the two sleeping girls.
"What?" Nam responded.
I saw them last night," Noey shared evasively.
"You saw them what?" Irin asked. Her statement wasn't clear at all.
Noey backed up from the bed and urged her friends to follow. She didn't want Becky and Freen to overhear. What if they weren't sleeping? That would be all kinds of messy.
"They were kissing last night," she said in a hushed tone.
"Really?" Nam asked incredulously. "Noey, are you serious?"
"Yeah..." Noey nodded as she cast a glance back at the pair. They were still sleeping, so good.
Irin felt the need to share what little she knew about the situation. Becky hadn't told her any further details. What she had found out, she had to literally see for herself. They clearly weren't being open about this just yet. Although she knew it wasn't her place to out them, she was going to. She didn't like the prospect of keeping things hidden within their friend group. That was how unnecessary drama started, and they didn't need any of that.
Irin backed up even further and yanked Noey and Nam back with her. "Imma tell y'all something," she started off. Then she just decided to stand in the hallway. Noey and Nam followed her and Nam closed the door for good measure.
"Gummybear and Mudaeng go to that nasty old staircase at the end of the hall every day during lunch or something. That's where they've been. They just started coming back because apparently Becky thought she was hiding them or something... So Freen wanted to prove she wasn't. Which she still was, 'cause I mean, they still haven't said anything. Then that day Becky was acting hella sketchy, I followed her in there and saw her talking to Freen about it. And they were kissing and stuff in there too... I was like damn. But then I got caught, and they kissed in front of me, which was hella cute," Irin concluded.
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FanfictionIt's gone. Many people find their escape through writing. That was true for Rebecca. She wrote in her journal daily, without fail, about her best friend and long-time crush, Freen Sarocha Chankimha. But when her journal ends up in the wrong hands, s...