Chewing Gum

.16.

Mira P.O.V

Tasha, Gummy, and I were snuggled up on the couch watching Love By Chance. Tasha would only ever agree to this if she was in a good mood and I was scared. I know that it's stupid but after I had the dream I couldn't be alone in the dark. I would always go to Tasha's room and we'd talk until morning.

"Mira? How do you like this stuff? It's so stereotypical." Tasha complained.

"Sometimes you need a little cliche in your life." I responded. "Hey. Do you have a piece of watermelon gum?"

"Not for you."

"Please?"

"No. I'm going to bed."

She went into her room and shut the door behind her. It was time for Operation Find Gwacha Watermelon Gum Or Else She'll Never Speak To You Again to be put into action.

I waited a few minutes, until I heard Tasha's snores from the other side of her bedroom door. I quietly went in. But she couldn't hear my footsteps over the sound of Dionysus anyways. I knew she had gum in here somewhere.

I went into her bedside table and found the gum I was looking for. And something better.

She had a shirtless picture of Nayeon from Twice in here too. I took them both and put on some shoes.

I ran over to the library. Ms. Nola would be there. She was there during the night and Mrs. Smirsky was there during the day.

"Mira? What are you doing here?"

"I need to use the copy machine."

"You and Tasha need to get your own. Ours is going to run out of ink."

"But we're the only people who actually come here and talk to you guys."

"Editing your lgbt speeches doesn't count."

"But we're both gay? Doesn't that count as friendship?"

"You finished copying. Now leave before my gay kills you."

"Fine."

Tasha's POV   ||Time Skip||

When I woke up it was almost twelve. The sun hurt my eyes. I went into my closet and got dressed into a simple but cute outfit. I made my way to the kitchen, hoping there was breakfast Minho brought over.

"Do you always have to dress like that?"

"aRHgHaHgAaA!" I screamed.

Mingyu was standing in my living room.

"You know, you should really start locking your door." He said in his annoying voice.

"You scared me. Now get out! And put the dog down! I have to give him back to his owner."

"Can I help?"

"What?"

"Can I help?"

"Why would you want to help me?"

"I love dogs. My cousin is a veterinarian."

"Well sadly for you, Gummy isn't dying. No veterinarians needed."

"Gummy?"

"That's his name."

I looked at him. He wouldn't want to help unless he got something out of it.

"Why are you staring at me? I have a boyfriend you know."

"Fine. Get your shoes on."

"Really?"

"Don't wait for me to change my mind."

We left the dorm (and Mingyu made sure to lock the door on the way out) in search of Gummy's owner.

We asked everyone in my dorm, Mingyu's dorm, and the dorms around them. It was almost 1:00 and we still hadn't found anything.

"Wait a minute!" Mingyu exclaimed. "People aren't allowed to have dogs here! Unless they need them! Those are the special need kids! Come on!"

Mingyu was right. Only the people who needed them for emotional or physical support could have them.

"Mingyu! You're a genius!" I yelled while we ran to the special needs building. "I could fracking kiss you right now! But I won't! Because that's weird!"

We got to the special needs building and outside there was a crying girl.

"Gwacha?"