My Idol (a shinee fanfic)

Chapter 2

"...Taemin Lee."

"Hello," Taemin greeted the class and bowed.

It's real.

Lee Taemin is in my class!

"You can sit..." The teacher began, looking around the room for an empty seat.

I just had to have him sit next to me, but there was one problem, someone was already sitting there. I had to get him out of that seat so my Taeminnie oppa could sit there.

I turned to my right and shoved his books off his desk. When he bent down to pick them up I kicked him off the chair. Kalel, understanding my plan, grabbed him and held him down.

"There's an empty desk over here," I called out to the teacher, raising my hand in the air.

"Okay, you can sit over there, next to Kitty," she told Taemin, lightly touching his shoulder and directing him over to me. She touched him! She is so lucky.

He started walking toward me. He kept getting closer and closer. I still couldn't believe this was real. I just couldn't believe he was really here.

"A-a-ann-annyeonghaseyo," I greeted the beautiful creature beside me, "I-I'm Kitty."

"Hello, I'm Taemin," he replied, smiling brightly.

"Y-yeah. Uh, hi," I said looking down at my desk, while nervously playing with my hair and biting my lip.

"Hi Taemin," Kalel, who was bouncing in her seat and smiling giddily, greeted my future husband happily, "I'm Kalel, Kitty's best friend."

"S-so, uh, you're, uh, from, uh, South Korea. It's, uh, pretty, uh, Korean over there, with, uh, lots of, uh, Koreanness floating around," I attempted to converse with Taemin again.

"Yes, South Korea is pretty Korean," Taemin replied, acting as if I hadn't just said something extremely stupid, even though I quite obviously had.

"What the hell? Lots of Koreanness floating around?" Kalel was certainly not acting like what I had said wasn't stupid. "It's pretty Korean over there in Korea?" She laughed hysterically in the corner at the stupidity of my words. "I knew you were a socially awkward idiot, but seriously?"

"Well it might not be the most intelligent thing I could've said, but at least it's accurate," I mumbled, trying to defend myself. "Now shut up, Kalel, before we get in trouble."

"The teacher probably won't even notice she's busy talking to Brad."

I looked over to see that she was talking to Brad, who was insisting that my Taeminnie took his seat, and that I had pushed him off of it before claiming it was empty, while Kalel held him down so he couldn't sit back in his desk. This, of course, was kind of true, however, the teacher didn't believe Brad, and kept telling him to sit back down, while he insisted he couldn't because Taemin was sitting in his seat.

"Please, sit back down Brad. I don't know where you came up with such a story, but I know Kitty would never do a thing like that."

"But I can't sit back down. That Chinese guy's in my seat," Brad complained.

"Korean," I corrected. "Not all Asians are Chinese. Koreans are Korean, the Japanese are Japanese, and Chinese people are Chinese, they aren't all Chinese. If you saw a French person, would you say they're British? No, because that's just stupid. Not all Europeans are British, and no idiot thinks so. So, why then, do people always call Koreans Chinese!? Just because they're Asian does not mean they are Chinese!"

"See, the chick is insane. First she pushes me out of my chair and now she's freaking out at me about Asians and British people," Brad said, completely missing the point of my rant.

"Fine, Kitty, Kalel, did you push Brad out of his seat?" Our teacher asked us.

"No," we both replied, innocently.

"We did not push him out of his seat," Kalel stated, "but," she whispered to me, "you did kick him off."

"See, the girls didn't push you out of your seat, Brad. Now, please sit down," the teacher told him as Kalel and I unsuccessfully struggled to hold in our laughter.

"Fine." Brad sat down in the empty seat that was beside his best friend, Zak, and right behind Evaline Andrews, who scooted her chair forward, attempting to get as far away from him as she could. "But she totally did push me," he insisted, mumbling to himself.

Meanwhile, Kalel and I were still trying to stifle our laughter, but it wasn't going well. We kept getting ourselves fairly calm, but then we'd look at each other, and break out laughing again.

While Kalel and I were acting like lunatics, and Taemin was looking very confused, our teacher continued on with the lesson, ignoring the crazy people in the corner of her classroom.

Once class was over, instead of walking to our next class, I dragged Kalel outside to fangirl over the presence of Lee Taemin.

After we had sufficiently screamed and ran around like the crazy people we were, we calmly reentered the building, acting as though we hadn't just been freaking out outside, and hurried to our next class, where I'd hopefully manage to sit next to my beautiful Taemin again.

A/N

Hey guys, I don't think I really have too much to say this time...
So yeah, I guess just, I love Taemin, hope you like it and let me know what you think, if anyone is even reading this.