Jessica has been staying with Yoona for weeks now. The younger girl protected her; watched over her and ensured that Jessica was comfortable at her place. Jessica couldn’t sit around the house doing nothing. She had to do something.
                              Jessica decided to help with the house chores. She felt grateful towards Yoona and her family for accommodating her. Yoona’s room wasn’t really in a huge mess but the girl did left her dirty clothes lying around the room. The older girl chuckled softly as she picked the dirty laundry one at a time. She then tidied Yoona’s table when saw came across Yoona’s diary. She frowned as she pondered if she should read – she decided not to.
                              She went on to clear some other stuff on the table and pulled a paper out. She accidentally pushed the diary away and it dropped onto the floor. The pages were opened and Jessica bit her lower lip. Should she be reading?
                              Nevertheless she picked up the diary and sat on the bed. It was dated 5 years ago. That was so long; when they were in high school. She could still remember how Yoona looked like – she was like a boy; same like Yuri.
                              Okay.
                              I don’t really like diary because it was too girly but I’m begging to differ now. I started writing a diary because of one particular person. Her name is Jessica Jung. She has a diary which she carried around in school. Sometimes I was curious what she wrote inside but it is a diary so it was forbidden to others.
                              Now.
                              The reason for writing this because I have something to confess. I couldn’t tell anyone; not even to my best friend because she’s funny and weird at the same time. I know she likes someone but I just couldn’t figure out whom. She told me a lot of things about that person but I guess I know now. She likes my step sister, Tiffany. Well, it’s common for us, the Lesbos, to fall in love easily with straight girls like my step sister.
                              I mean she’s gorgeous, she’s pretty and awesome. Well, she’s the leader of her cheerleading team. The rugby jocks; the soccer morons and even the taekwondo team really adore my sister a lot. If she’s not my step sister, I might be like one of the love fools too.
                              But one particular person caught my attention. She’s like Tiffany; popular in school especially with the lesbian community and of course, the jealous boys who know they could never get her but tried anyway. She’s none other than Jessica Jung.
                              Gorgeous as she is, she’s the epitome of all beauty. At first glance, you might think she has an attitude problem; cold and almost non-existent if you ask me. Why? Firstly, she sleeps longer than a koala bear; she talks less than 10 words in a conversation; she’s forever yawning and she has the least interest in everything – I mean everything including food.
                              People thought she’s mean and snobbish. Well, not to mention her little sister is equally the same. Fortunately the sister chose to return to US with her parents; while Jessica chose to stay on in Seoul. She lives with her grandmother. That’s when I realized the other side of her – the sweet natured and gentle Jessica Jung.
                              Affectionately known as Soo Yeon by her grandmother, she’s the total opposite of Jessica Jung in school. She was absent from school once and I volunteered to send her homework to her house. Well, I dragged Yuri along with me. She agreed because partly of my step sister. Tiffany had to tag along because we go home together. Damn you, Yuri. You’re really smitten with my sister, aren’t you?
                              Okay, let’s go back to Jessica Jung. Well, she wasn’t sick but her grandmother was. I saw her carrying her grandmother on her back; feeding her and even cleaning the house. Yuri was surprised that Jessica Jung did housework. I wasn’t surprised at all. She’s a girl after all.
                                      
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  