chapter 4

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So, Lisa got slightly tired of using Instagram.

lalalalisa_m [12:01]:
Hey Rosie, want to see a magic trick?

roses_are_rosie [12:01]:
No.

lalalalisa_m [12:02]:
Ok ready?


lalalalisa_m [12:02]:
3

lalalalisa_m[12:02]:
2

lalalalisa_m [12:02]:
1

Then, quickly, she opened her text messages and opened 'Hot girl #7' chat.

Lisa [12:02]:
Sup? ;)

Roseanne answered a few moments later.

Hot girl #7 [12:04]:
WTF???? U scared the living shit out of me.

Lisa [12:04]:
Sorry babe, I don't like dming on ig, this is more comfortable... Don't ya think?

Hot girl #7 [12:05]:
How, 4 the love of fuck, did u get this number?

Lisa [12:05]:
U know how your friend gave me ur Instagram? She also offered to give me ur phone number... Now who am I to decline?

Hot girl #7 [12:06]:
... I need new friends.

Lisa [12:06]:
So, about those math lessons...

Hot girl #7 [12:06]:
Ugh, again?

Hot girl #7 [12:06]:
Fine, today at 5 in my place?

Lisa swung her fist in victory. This was a huge fucking step. Going to a park when she wants to be away from her dad? One thing. Getting sneakily invited to her pool party two nights ago? Another thing. But being invited to Roseanne's house, alone, just the two of them to learn 'Math'? That was hugeeee.

Lisa's plan was going amazingly, sharkbrows boyfriend should stop trusting Roseanne that much, because soon, he won't have her anymore.

Lisa [12:08]:
Sounds perfect.

Lisa was pumped, her confidence skyrocketed and she grinned in excitement. She was going to see Roseanne again! So what if Roseanne was straight? So what if Lisa hated having to convert one's sexuality? She was winning!

The entire day, she felt all confident and giddy, preparing to see her target again. She chose an outfit, thought about what she could say to impress Roseanne, etc.

It was only when she reached Roseanne's place, did she realize that she was on edge.

Why the shit was she nervous? She was never nervous before a mission, what made Roseanne this special? Her eyes? Her smile? Her hair? The way her laugh makes Lisa's stomach do flips in place?

... Nah, it's probably her ass.

At least that what she told herself, because that's what she usually noticed, so it shouldn't be any different with Roseanne, right? It's purely business, she didn't give a shit about how beautiful Roseanne is, her hotness was a nice bonus but it didn't matter.

It also didn't matter that Roseanne was nice and sweet, but still badass. It didn't matter that she was smart and funny, that she was both quiet but still friendly, and it didn't matter that her teasing was really hot. Because Lisa doesn't do feelings.

Not since Miyeon that is.

Not liking the direction her thoughts were headed to, Lisa decided to just grow some fucking balls and knocked on the door, not even having to wait long because soon the servant opened the door.

"Sup Alfred?" She asked with a crocked grin.

"My name is not Alfred." He sighed, sounding a bit hopeless about it. "Miss Park is waiting for you in the library."

Lisa blinked. "In the what now?" They have a library here too?

Sighing again, he gestured her to come with him, and quickly she followed.

"So," she started, fiddling around with her hands, "how's Roseanne and Jungkook?" She asked, hoping to find any sort of weaknesses their relationship has.

"Miss Roseanne and master Jungkook are still close friends to the best of my knowledge," he answered blankly, not sparing Lisa a glance.

Well, he thinks Roseanne and Jungkook are still just friends, so he isn't going to be much help...

Soon enough, they reached the library, it wasn't anything huge, but still bigger than any home library should be. And there was Roseanne, wearing an oversized sweatshirt, her silky blonde hair was tied in a messy bun and she had a pair of fashionable glasses resting on her nose while reading a book.

She.

Is.

So.

Cute.

"Hey Rosie!" She called, making Roseanne startle. Then Lisa grinned awkwardly, remembering that Roseanne didn't like loud noises.

"Hey, Lisa." She sighed, closing her book, "it's... Nice... To see you."

"Can I get a hug?" Lisa asked with a toothy grin as Roseanne got up.

"No."

"Pleaseeeee?" She pouted, flashing Roseanne with big puppy eyes.

"No."

"Alright," Lisa sighed, then gave a mischievous smirk, "guess I'll have to hug you myself."

"Wha–"

But before Roseanne could protest, Lisa already pulled her into a tight embrace, making Roseanne shrink in and freeze. And when Lisa pulled back slight

"Oh shit." Lisa let go, jumping backwards, concerned that she might've hurt Roseanne. "Did I hurt you? I'm so so sorry, I'm sometimes unaware of my strength!"

"No, no, it's not you," she said after she recovered, "I just... I don't really like to be touched and you suprised me is all." Roseanne laughed, blushing a little, "if you wanted to try it again and just not surprise me this time..."

"Wait," Lisa said, narrowing her eyes and putting her hands in front of her body, the corner of her lips twitching up into a satisfied smile, "do you want me to hug you now?"

Roseanne's blush deepened, and Lisa couldn't help but mentally swing her first in victory. "I-it's just..." She stummered nervously, looking away. "Your arms... Feels nice..."

Lisa's heart swelled, what? No, it didn't swell, she just felt proud and giddy. So stepping closer with a seductive smirk that definitely made Roseanne more bashful, she wrapped her arms around Roseanne's waist, pulling her warm body closer to herself while resting her chin on Roseanne's shoulder.

"Like this?" She whispered against her ear, feeling the pale girl shudder beneath her.

"Shut up," came Roseanne's quiet reply.

Lisa hummed in response, burrying her face in the crook of Roseanne's neck and inhaling deeply, smelling roses and honey. God, she smelled so good, Lisa thought and nuzzled herself further into Roseanne's shoulder, and our bodies fit so well together... Fuck this is so nice...

"Did you leave the house?" She asked Roseanne, raising her head to gaze into Roseanne's eyes.

"Today?" She laughed. "No, why?"

"So you wore perfume just for me then?" Lisa asked with a cocky smile.

She expected Roseanne to blush, or roll her eyes, but all that what Roseanne did do was give her a playful smile, resting her hands on Lisa's shoulders and squeezing them, a gesture that made a twinge of excitement burn in Lisa's gut.

"Maybe," she let out a soft laughter, "maybe I'm trying to impress you... Lalisa..."

Quirking an eyebrow, Lisa's smirk widen and her heart started pounding harder. Slowly, she leaned in, so that her lips were just inches away from Roseanne's red ones. "Y'know..." She bit her bottom lip. "We don't have to study... I suck at math but I'm a really good kisser..."

"Are you?" Roseanne's eyes flickered down to Lisa's lips, and for a moment, Lisa was certain that Roseanne was going to do it, Roseanne was going to kiss her. Her eyes fluttered shut in anticipation when Roseanne inched closer, and her breath hitch when she thought she was finally about to taste those cherry lips.

But at the last second, Roseanne switched course, almost pressing her lips to Lisa's ear.

"Too bad I'm taken, huh?"

Lisa couldn't help but laugh as Roseanne pulled away, ignoring the way she missed the warmth of Roseanne's body. "You're killing me Park."

"No worries, I have a place to hide your body," Roseanne answered with a mischievous glint while sitting down.

"Is it in your bed? Cause I'd die to be in it." Wait did that sound desperate? Why did she sound so desperate?

"Just sit the fuck down," Lisa chuckled.

"On your face?"

"Yeah, you coming?"

"W–wait, for real?"

"No!" Roseanne bursted out laughing, making Lisa blush. "Just sit down already!"

"Since when did you get so mean?" Lisa pouted, taking a seat.

"I was always mean," answered Roseanne, "people just don't notice."

That was an odd phrasing, but Lisa shrugged it off, instead trying to focus on Roseanne's next words that were mostly related to math. She was actually kind of cute like that, babbling on excitingly about numbers and such. She couldn't believe she thought Roseanne was a smartass at first, if anything, she was very humble. From the way she spoke, it was obvious she could easily teach math class herself, yet when she did answer questions she only answered to the bear minimum, not going as extra as she could've and not even raising her hand unless there weren't many others raising theirs.

"So, you got it?" Roseanne asked after they solved their homework together, turning Lisa's way.

"Yeah!" Lisa exclaimed, smiling at Roseanne enthusiastically. "God you are amazing... Jungkook is super lucky to have you."

That confession caught the two off guard. Lisa just didn't really know where it came from, because she didn't like Roseanne. She did not like Roseanne. She just needed to remind herself how great mindless sex was and why feelings weren't for her.

Roseanne looked hesitent for a moment, and opened her mouth to say something. But last minute she must've changed her mind because her mouth was closed with an audible click.

"Thanks," she said sheepishly a moment later, not saying another word.

Awkward silence lingered between the two, and Lisa rubbed her neck nervously. Obviously, more work needed to be put into the situation, and though watching Roseanne in her element was really hot, it was obvious Roseanne wasn't going to put out.

Yet.

"Well I, uh... I'll see you in school tomorrow?" Lisa asked sheepishly.

"You mean when you'll follow me around all day?" Roseanne grinned, getting up and starting to walk to the exit. "You should really stop doing that, it makes people think we're friends."

"I think we qualify as friends by now," Lisa argued, following her out.

"I didn't know you wanna be my friend, thought you wanna be my bitch." Roseanne replied, laughing, making Lisa's jaw drop.

"Did you just quote girl in red on my ass?" She asked in disbelief. "Are you sure you aren't secretly gay?"

"A lady never tells," Roseanne winked, "just kidding, Hyeri got me addicted."

Lisa laughed, slightly disappointed. Saying her goodbye to Roseanne and leaving the mansion. The moment Roseanne closed the door behind her, Lisa opened her phone, searching in the contacts for the name 'Hot girl #6' and calling, hearing the phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Hey Sana," she smirked, "can I come over?"

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Lisa groaned in frustration, opening her phone and answering the call. "Hello?"

"Lisa!"

"Jennie?" She blinked. "Where did you get this number?"

"Roseanne gave it to me! Are you busy?"

"Ummm..." Lisa glanced over her shoulder, looking nervously at Sana who was laying on her elbows impatiently. "I'm not doing anyone, why?"

"Did you just say anyone?"

"No!" She said quickly. Obviously she couldn't let her target's friends know she's sleeping with someone else. "Um, why are you calling?"

"We're having a karaoke nighttt!" Exclaimed Jennie in a high pitched tone. "Roseanne is suuuuuuuuper drunk and she wants you to join you coming?"

At that, Lisa's back straightened, and a cocky grin stretched on her face. "Seriously?" She asked arrogantly, Sana long forgotten.

"Yeah! She asked if we invited you and when we told her she didn't she said that we should've."

Before Lisa could reply, she heard Roseanne whisper loudly. "Nooo don't tell her that!"

"Was that Roseanne?" She smiled.

"She wants you here," affirmed Jennie, "where are you? We'll send a cab."

Eagerly, Lisa told them the address. This was a breakthrough! Roseanne wanted to see her, actually wanted, and also she was drunk which was also a bonus because Roseanne was a cute drunk. So with those positive thoughts in mind, she stood up, gathering her clothes from the floor.

But just before she could put them on, a cough from behind her startled her, and she turned around to face Sana with a nervous and apologetic smile.

"I am sooooo sorry," she said, clapsing her bra on, "I really have to go."

"Oh come on," Sana groaned in displeasure, "do you have to?"

"Sorry," no I'm not. "I'll make it up to you," no I won't.

"I'm five seconds away from finishing," she pouted, "pleaseeee?"

Lisa hesitated, looking at the clock, and when she saw she had time, she gave in.

"Fine," she grumbled unhappily, "five seconds."

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