Chapter Two: The Delivery

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(quick note that I might be writing in past tense and present tense without warning cause I am still not the best at writing but I will try to improve)

Moonbyul POV:

Don't get me wrong I love working at my mom's bakery but the problem is I just want to relax. I just want to be selfish and not making sure I have to worry about making the people happy and just make sure I am happy. I love music. But my mom thinks I'd fail as a rapper and a singer but literally every other friend of mine wants me to do both. I've lived in Rainbow Bridge for almost five years now. My parents have been divorced longer than I can remember. I was born in Korea but I have dual citizenship in the US. Before moving I'd go to school in Bucheon at my dad's, and my summers in LA with mom. Now I got my own place in the same neighborhood as my mom. I thought I'd be settled by now. But I was still working for my mom.

"Byulyi!", My mom loves to yell at me. "Delivery these cupcakes to Esna's house it's her daughter's birthday and change your clothes you look like a fucking dyke!", I was wearing a gray sweater, oversized jeans, and sneakers. Why did she keep saying that when I've been out since I moved here? I don't think I look like you're stereotypical bollera as they say around here. I just hate dresses unlike my mother who would die for a cute baking dress. Dresses make me look submissive and not so strong. I don't like that. I also don't like to reveal my skin cause last time I did someone thought it was theirs to keep. Why am I still writing about this back to the story.

How much cupcakes did that bitch want? ELEVEN BOXES? GODDAMN! I've already gone back from a long delivery across down and my mom of course she made me basically do it again without warning. So I got in my mom's van and headed to the Na residence. I heard a rumor that a famous korean actress is living there but now I got to see for myself or find out if I'm Allison Hargreeves. But then, traffic. "Fucking move! *honk* Bastards!", I roar at the top of my lungs yet no one can hear me through the "starry night" painted van with our name on it. Rainbow Bridge never has traffic but that day was something else. The roads were almost a hotel by how many spots were being booked.

I was about to pass out on the road until I saw the sign "Four Seasons Neighborhood". THIS WAS IT! The Na (formerly Kim) residence was one I went to a bunch during the summers because their mother was my vocal coach. So you think it's all going good right? Wrong! *insert van slowing down sounds*. The van stops. " FFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCK!!!!!!!", I screeched at the steering will like it is my bully from childhood (that bitch). I started hitting on anything in the car. "Calm down baby, you will be ok. You are the strong woman I love", I heard her voice in my ear. I wasn't with her for long, but she kept me happy. She still is in a way. I try to find my phone in my purse in the passenger. Once I did I heard footsteps and decided to step on of the van.

"Hi you must be for the birthday par-"

A girl with long blackish hair stared at me from the three ft distance we were apart. I stared at her back. She was...so beautiful. We just froze at each other for ten seconds before she broke the silence. "Uhm h-hi I'm Yongsun b-but most people know me as Solar the ka-k-drama actress. Y-You're obviously *hides her blushing* not Mrs. Moon.*smiles at the floor*", OMG, she is adorable!! "*giggle*Well no, I'm what you'd call Miss Moon. I'm Byulyi. But my friends call me Moonbyul or just,Byul. *takes hand out*", Yongsun shook my hand and then placed both hands in her pockets. "The house is down the street. Looks like y-you need help",she grabbed two of the boxes and walks to her house. I grab two and quickly followed her to her house.

"Hey Moonpie! Where's your truck?", There was Esna. I explained what happened and Solar went outside again and of course I followed. Eventually we got all the boxes. We spent about a half hour handing out the cupcakes, pizza, drinks, and of course the seconds and refills. "Moonpie! Eat! Something. You drove all the way here!", Esna has a very rough kind of love. Yongsun is much different. She had hugged me about three times for no .reason but Esna never hugged me when she used used to give me voice lessons in the summers. I ate some leftover pizza while Solar started freely dancing like no one was watching. I was. She was so astonishing. When she was done she grabbed a bottle of cola and then my hand. "Come here Byul! Let's get away from the kids and have some peace and quiet." , she grabs wrist and takes me to the laundry room.

We talk for maybe even an hour. I told her my story on growing up in Korea for crazy cold winters and then to California for extremely hot summers. Yongsun talked about growing with her older sister and how she had her mother as her voice teacher. She has sang OST's for her dramas so I knew she good sing as raw as someone like Celine Dion. On and on we chatted about our lives. Her story on her ex-husband almost made me cry. That was not love, he treated this magnificent woman like she was a stick in his house. People just suck sometimes.

"So, Byul. You know I'm single. What about you?", ah shit, here we go again. "My last relationship was a month ago. They were really sweet but I moved here and we were doing fine long distance and then one day they messaged me saying they're done missing me and dumped me on the spot.", I hated saying anything about that because it hurts me so. She felt sympathetic, "You should never have to go through that. What was his name?", Welp no turning back, "...Seulgi...". The room went silent for a second and then Solar speaks. "Cool, y'know love is love and I don't care who you like as long as you are a good person. I don't know what I am. I've only been with one person my whole life and that didn't end well. I haven't felt a romantic attraction since..." She paused. I didn't know why then. She then took a breath and walked up to me and then she did it.

*Warning that this does get PG-13 for a sec*

SHE KISSED ME! SHE MOTHERFUCKING PUT HER LIPS ON MINE LIKE IT WAS NOTHING! It was just one peck but I just didn't see it coming. She smiled and pulled a strand of hair back. "Sorry about that um...I just wanted to know what it felt like to kiss someone as magnificent as you...can I kiss you again? I didn't answer that question. I just kissed her back. We just locked lips for while but it was clear that this was love. I thought it would end there, I was wrong. She just started roughly making out with me out of nowhere. What did she see in me? She laid back and now I'm on top, making out with her. I felt her hands crawl under my shirt like cold icicles. Just when she touched my bra, she pulls away and got up.

"I'm sorry...I just remembered that I'm kissing a g-girl and liked more than I ever kissed him. I-I should go take a nap. She ran up to her room fast. I was so confused but just assumed what I thought happened, I just kissed a questioning girl. The only girls I have kissed before we very open with being gay or bi. I decided it was time to go. I called a tow truck and took a lyft home. I just laid in my lonely bed thinking. What must she feel now? Is she ok? Will I ever see her again? Is this just a dream. I didn't know what to think at all about the situation. I eventually slept and woke up at four am like I always do. Back to the bakery I go.

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