It’s been a week since the Jackson incident, and well, Misaki is pissed off at me because I haven’t told her that I know “THE JACKSON FROM GOT7”, while Alexa, as young as she may be, asked me on how “far” we’ve gone. It took me a while to calm both of them down since they both seemed to be asking questions none stop.
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“Was that really him?” Misaki asked after pulling me down on the dining table for some “serious” talk. I nodded and Alexa sat down on my other side with a question of her own. “How long do you know him for?” I took my phone out and looked back at the dates. “Almost three weeks.” “Did you tell him we’re doing their newest song, “A,” in dance training?” I nodded and Alexa immediately shot another question at me. “Were you with him earlier?” I took a sip of a can of Fanta that the younger trainee had brought earlier before nodding. “Did he give you any tips on dancing?” Misaki asked and I shook my head no, the green-eyed girl was really concerned about her performance it seemed. As I drank my can of Fanta as they asked me more questions I remembered that this was Tao’s favorite non-alcoholic drink. He liked Fanta Orange, right? Like the one I’m drinking right now? Come to think of it, weren’t EXO coming home tomorrow? “So, is he your boyfriend?” I spit my Fanta across the table at Misaki. I heard Alexa burst into laughter while Misaki took cover behind the chair she was sitting on. “W-what? Who?” I stuttered as I got a napkin to wipe my mouth. I wasn’t paying attention, crap. “Jackson, of course, who else could I be talking about?” Alexa asked as she ceased her giggles and looked at me curiously. “No-one, never mind.” I shook my head, wow me, wow. I hurriedly got a towel and started cleaning up the table while apologizing to Misaki.
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So, the end of August was nearing and school was starting soon, so I was going to be transferred into some random school by SM Entertainment. To be honest, I really didn’t care much, as long as I’m not hated then I’ll be fine. I was picking lunch out from the cafeteria, today there really wasn’t anything that I would want eat. In the end I decided to go buy a protein bar from the vending machine. To my surprise, there I saw a familiar face. So EXO where back from Japan. “Ah.” Looking at the vending machine I realized that Lay had taken the last protein bar. His eyes met mine and he looked down at the money in my hand. “You wanted it?” he asked and I shook my head in reply. “Nah, it’s alright. I’ll just go along with the white-girl stereotypes and get some Starbucks after training is done for the day.” I said and grinned at him, he in return, gave me a small, but amused, smile.
I put my cash in my back pocket and Lay plopped himself on one of the seats in front of the vending machine, patting the one next to his without a word. “Ummm…” I blinked twice and looked at Lay confusedly, before sitting down next to him. The unicorn opened it’s protein bar and took a bite out of it, causing shiver to run up my spine at the crunch. “So, um, how was Japan?” I asked and tried finding something to look at, which wasn’t Lay or the yummy snack he was holding. “It was fine.” He answered calmly and took another bite of it, making me cringe lightly, god you can hear the crunchiness. It was pretty quiet for a minute or two as Lay almost finished his snack while I was staring at the ceiling. It was plain white and yet whenever I felt awkward my gaze always seemed to land on it. “Want some?” I looked at Lay, surprised that he’d consider sharing it with me. His face was blank, but there was something in his eyes that I couldn’t trust. “No thanks, I’m fine.” Just then, my stomach decided to join the conversation by making a dying whale sound which Lay had definitely heard. A smile plastered itself on his face as he put the half piece of protein bar in front of my eyes, I looked at him and at that exact moment, I could tell he was teasing me. “You sure? Because I think your stomach has a different opinion.” I glared at him childishly. “Yes, I’ll be fine.” I told him, while looking away, he was making fun of me, he had a reason but he was being very mean about it. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and focused my attention on the corridor in front of me. Oh look there’s a plant. That’s right, Lay and the snack get no attention. The problem with that plan was that the unicorn had no intention of letting this situation slide. After a minute of silence I heard a bit of weight being shifted behind me and I felt a hot breath oh my ear. “Look at me and tell me you don’t want it.” The lead dancer whispered rather huskily. “H-huh?” Blood rushed to my cheeks and I turned around to look at him surprised, confused and embarrassed at the same time. The way he said that phrase made it sound rather… “Don’t w-want what?” I stuttered out with red cheeks. Lay looked at me in fake surprise; his smirk was amused and rather mocking. “The protein bar, of course. What else would I be talking about?” I looked down at my shoes quietly, of course, what else could he be talking about? “One bite.” I mumbled quietly, causing Lay to look at me confusedly as I took the protein bar out of his hands. “I’ll have only one bite.” I told him and bit into the snack, it was chocolaty and crunchy, which wasn’t surprising considering the loud chewing sounds that were hear-able earlier. I gave it back to him quietly and giggled at his rather bewildered expression. “What?” I asked him as I saw his shocked expression become rather smug. “You know that was technically an indirect kiss right?”
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Oooooh!~ I like how this chapter turned out. I haven't written about Lay in a long time so I was like, sure why not and somehow managed to make this awesome chapter. I hope you find it as awesome as I do. So do Like, comment, follow or just keep reading, I appreciate all of your support.
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The Tales of a K-Pop Trainee (love story)
Hayran KurguSimona is a high class, 16 year old English girl who's dream had always been to be part of the world of K-Pop, let's see what will become of her as she enters it.