The Impossible Turn Of Event

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"Okay, you look good, idiot," I slap Diana's hands away as she reaches for her nose, and she pouts at me.

"I'm just all too glad Lydia's rockhard enormous skull doesn't break them," Diana says a little louder, gaining Lydia's attention.

"Excoos me, I'm your hairstylist for today, miss, say another insult and I'll burn your ear next with this hot rod," Lydia comes over with a hair curling iron.

"Can't you do that, Zoe?" Lydia pouts up at me, and I scrunch my face in disgust. "Give me that pathetic horrid so-called puppy look, and I'll do Lydia a favor with the rod,"

Diana sighs sadly at me, and then crosses her arms, sulking. I add a finishing touch to her upper lip, and looks at her admiringly.

"Lovely," I dab at a tear.

"Oh thank you,"

"I meant my charity work,"

Her jaw drops in hurt, and Lydia cackles like a maniac.

But of course I'm tearing up at one of my BFFs looking so beautiful finally for a date, and it's like a mini foreshadowing of how the three of us are helping each other for our wedding in the future.

Fuck, I'm being emotional again. I turn and weep silently while Lydia rants at Diana about getting her hair to look bomb instead her usual seaweed wig, which makes me chuckle in my sobs.

"You're so emotional," Diana notices me crying, and Lydia snorts. "What's new?"

"I'm on the time of my month!" I exclaim, fanning my face. They both laugh at me. "Freak," Diana mutters.

~*

"You look.. stunning," Eric blushes, and Diana flushes beetroot, making me snort.

"You don't look bad yourself," she says coyly, and Lydia gags loudly, startling them both. "Okay, that's enough cheesecake smoochy romance for today, let's get back to Blackpink House before I die of puking,"

I slap her back and grins sheepishly (horridly) at Eric, not before giving him the I'm-watching-you look. "Take care of that bitch over there, you hurt her, you'll eat my shit, asshole,"

Diana immediately grabs his arm and drags him to the car, totally breaking the prince-escorting-princess-to-car moment because of her two amazing BFFs.

Lydia cackles loudly at that, startling all me, Diana and the poor Eric guy. Haha, unlucky dude.

~*
"Seriously though, how does it went?" I ask, popping a popcorn (oh wow pop popping puss-okay i'll stop) into my mouth.

"How did it go," Lydia corrects me, earning a look of disgust from me. "Ew, grammar nazi," She ignores me. She's always the smartest out of us all, and sometimes I hate for it. Except those times when she helps with my Physics.

Diana squeals, startling us both.

"HE WAS SOOOOOOOOO CUTE," She shrieks, and I roll my eyes fondly. "We all know that, I mean, Lydia'd tap that," I munch on my popcorn. Lydia hums through her mouthful of burger, pointing at me in agreement.

Diana frowns at all of us, and then throws two cushions at me. Lucky my mom has late night shifts, she would freak if she sees the cushion so much as touch the floor.

"But in all honest, though, we didn't kiss today," Diana pouts at the floor. I frown.

"How come no smooch? That dress I set you up on would make any sane man beg," I scoff, crossing my arms. Lydia seems surprised too, but she's just too busy stuffing her mouth to speak.

"I know," she flicks her hair, and I gag. "But I told him so," she says. "I said, I'd wanna let things slow for a while," she says softly, and my inner self goes awwww. We all know why.

I look at Lydia and she thinks the same thing, flashing me with a touched smile.

"I mean, he doesn't watch Blackpink and how on earth can I live with that?"

"True," Lydia points at her, throwing a french fry in agreement. "So true." I clap my hands excitedly. "Yo, anyways, I heard the Blackpink tour is already sold out,"

Lydia scoffs. "Duh!"

"I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED," Diana shrieks, and Lydia screams along. "All of the tour!" I say, putting a hand over my chest.

"All?" Lydia seems surprised either, because I remember the announcement of the Blackpink Is The Revolution Tour was announced like barely a week ago. "Yass, all ten countries," I say, scrolling through my phone.

Diana fakes wiping a tear. "Yay, our queens slaying,"

"Jennie'll rock my world forever," I gush, grabbing my Christmas Snow favourite mug of hot chocolate.

"Hands down, Blackpink is the best thing that's ever happened to my life, and forever is," I say excitedly, grinning at my BFFs. They give me a look of appreciation.

"I mean, what is a Blackpink without Jennie in it?" I continue, sipping on my hot chocolate. Immediately they groan.

"Jennie, Jennie and Jennie again? I heard she's a suck up, and gets favorited all the time," Lydia points out, earning a glare from me.

"Come on, she deserves the most follower rather  than your Thailand princess," I fight back, and Diana raises both hands to stop us from a full blown out quarrelling.

"I agree with Lydia about Jennie the stuck up, but we all very well should appreciate Jisoo on how she practically visualizes the whole group, I mean, without her the group is bland,"

I roll my eyes and turn to the TV.

"But actually I really like Rosé too. Her voice is beautiful,"

"Isn't it a bit childish?" I point out, and they both scowl at me. "That's called vocals, at least if you think it's childish that voice wins hearts rather than yours," Lydia says, earning a scoff from me.

"Well, Jennie—"

"But let's appreciate Lisa's dance though," Diana stares at the screen, and I see Lisa dancing to Attention by Charlie Puth. I don't know, but she looks pretty weird to me.

I huff and roll my eyes, getting up to go to my bedroom. "Sleep? So early?" Diana asks me. I shrug, not answering.

Lydia just stays silent, and I can tell that she's definitely mad at me for insulting the rest of the members but in my defense, she insulted Jennie first. My queen doesn't deserve to be insulted like that.

~*
I throw myself on the bed, wrapping my whole body with my thick blanket.

No, I don't like Chaeyoung, Lalisa nor Jisoo. They're all really boring. Just look at Jennie, perfect.

A little voice in my heart whispers,

I wish I can be like her. Prettiest. The best. So charismatic. Her stage presence. Her life must be so perfect.

Before I fall into a deep, deep slumber, my heavy eyes drooping and my whole body shutting down slowly, my clueless brain and conscience completely and utterly unaware of everything at the moment besides sleeping, and just, dozing off into Dreamland..

And I had just the weirdest dream that night, clueless of what's about to hit me when I wake up, but of course, that never slightly even came to my mind..