Makeia POV
I notice Youngjae has walked off but I notice him talking to a boy with a medium dark hair and caramel colored skin. Slowly I make my way to Youngjae he seems a bit off. I poke his side and he turns to look at me."Jae I was looking for you Jasmine and Xiumin wondered off. I was all alone." I looked at him and wondering how the tan male vanished. "Sorry, are you okay I didn't mean to leave you." He says a bit concerned.
Youngjae and I make eye contact for a brief second and it felt very intense quickly I look down. He grabs my hand and then we head towards the way we came in. We call Jasmine and Xiumin while we wait at the exit eventually, they came in sight then Youngjae let go of my hand.
Why is he acting so off? I think to myself also trying to figure out.
"What's next for today?" Jasmine looks at me and Youngjae. "Do y'all wanna go to the mall then go eat, or eat then mall?" Youngjae asked. "Mall then let's eat" "I agree," I said agreeing with Xiumin.
I wander off with jasmine away from the guys we walk to American eagle jasmine disappears into the dressing room.
I notice that the guy I seen Youngjae speaking to. I try to get closer to him without being noticed by this mystery boy.
"How does this look? Makeia?" I hear Jasmine's voice faintly. I look around and the boy has now disappeared.
I turn around to walk towards jasmine and as I turn around I run into something very bulky.
I suddenly fall to the floor unexpectedly. I look up and I notice it is the guy Youngjae was talking to at the gallery.
"Oh, I didn't see you," he says down to me. "Nice view," he says with a smirk.
I snap out of my embarrassment and realize what he said. I rush to my feet remembering I was wearing a skirt.
"Are you okay Keia?" Jasmine asks loudly. Then she looks at the tan boy.
He walks past us for a bit then he turns to look at me. He glances at me from my feet to my to my eyes.
"Who is he? Do you know him?" Jasmine looks at me confused. "Earth to makeia." she waves her hands in my face. "Huh, what? Oh, no I don't."I shake my head no.
"What do you think?" she twirls in a lilac flowy dress that reaches her knees in the front and slightly longer in the back. "Cute color I like the ruffles," I say pointing to the tips of the dress.
"Yay Imma buy it Xiumin gave me his credit card." She says holding up the small plastic card.
We shop around at other stores and eventually, we call the boys to find a place to meet up we make our way to meet up with the boys.
But I can't help myself from wondering who that boy is and how does Youngjae know him.
Youngjae POV
Xiumin was just talking to me about him and Jasmine. "How long have you Makeia and Jasmine known each other?" He looked at me waiting for an answer. "We all became friends when I moved here during the middle of seventh grade and since then we've been inseparable," I say thinking back to all the times we shared.
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unintended
Fanfictionun·in·tend·ed ˌənənˈtendəd/Submit adjective not planned or meant. "the unintended consequences of people's actions"