Chapter 76
Lisa
One whole week and still no call from Tzuyu! I thought we shared a moment when we met. Even Mr. Yang noticed and warned me about it! After giving it a deeper thought, it's possible that she is just teasing me, leaving me yearning, building my expectations till the next time she'll call so we could talk about the project. And I'm willing to wait for it! Lisa Manoban doesn't humiliate herself! "Are you serious?" You're an engineer, you can put a whole machine together but you can't wrap a box in paper and glue a bow on the top?!" Maybe... Lisa Manoban does humiliate herself, though. "Jennie, it's a simple request. Please?" I wouldn't call my smile a mega-watt one but it's the one behind which you can hear an echoing ding. She puts both of her hands on her hips and just glares at me which confuses me. Am I supposed to be persuaded into changing my mind or...? "Does that mean you'll help me?" I squint my eyes a little, trying to guess what in the world her pose mean. She leans forward "No!"
"Why?" I argue back. It'd be so shitty of her to do this out of spite or as revenge because I didn't take her along when Leo and I went shopping the other day. She's about to say something when her face cringes and she swallows the words she wanted to say. She comes up with others, but it's a question if those are more mild or more toxic than what she wanted to say first. "What makes you think I'm free today?" Definitely mild! "I just... wanted to assume?"
"Because I've always been free so far, right?" She says it in a manner that is very upfront with her anger. What she says feels like a trial or a choice. A choice where I need to decide if I want to save myself from being castrated or not. "Well, I'm not free today. I have a job interview of sort." Towards the end of the sentence her voice trails off and makes it all look like a fake excuse. "I thought you already had a job?" Not one of my proudest moments. You can assume my mouth and thoughts were working at the same time, instead of my mouth stepping on a brake. Jennie gives me a tiresome glare and she doesn't need to say anything for me to know she wants to smack me. "But yeah, a better job is a good job, right?" I give her a thumbs-up and an awkward smile which kind of pisses her off but also makes her laugh faintly.
She shakes her head and looks all around the place and anywhere but at me. Maybe it's all to keep herself from smiling more. What good is teaching someone a lesson if they entertain you with their desperate statements and pitiful responses? If I weren't taller than her, I'd go all puppy eyes on her but I can't do that so I do the next closest thing to it - I dash my mega smile "Jennie, it's for my nephew." Jennie squints her eyes at me and pokes my chest with her finger a couple of times "I have a job interview, Lisa. You can put that panties-drop smile away." Damn it! I sigh and my smile fades away. Though, I like her remark about panties dropping. The question is if she was referring to herself or did she just address the common, indisputable truth. I hope to succeed and try to back her in the corner. By twisting her words I could be successful and sometimes I'm really amazed with myself of how far I can take it. "Aren't interviews held in the morning, though?" I make a manner of checking the time on my watch "And it's afternoon now."
"If you weren't so desperate and thought about what kind of interview I'm probably going to have, you would have guessed it's a dancing audition. And some can last the whole day or can start in the evenings." Jennie tilts her head to the side with her smile sympathising with me "But nice try." Not long ago I was thinking about pouting but now I'm really concerned about losing this argument. I tried wrapping a gift for Rosé and Bambam before and they looked like children a mother couldn't love. Thankfully, my younger siblings didn't bother too much with the wrapper and were more concerned with the gift inside. Aidan is a lot like Bambam in that case but I don't want to bring him an ugly looking anything no matter what awesomeness is hiding beneath it. I also want to fuck up Irene a little and for that everything needs to be perfect. "When does your audition start again?" Maybe she doesn't have time today to help me out but she has officially became my SOS call. I can at least offer her a ride there. "In three hours." I am surprised there's no suspicion in her voice and that she even decides to tell me after I questioned her. Something in my head clicks. And it clicks a couple of times. She lied to me! "Three... hours?"
