Chapter 8
Ugh. Life blows... See, my childhood best friend came back, except for the fact that he doesn't know that I'm his used-to-be best friend. Isn't it great? Nah... Apparently, my current best friend doesn't like him. So. How did this work out? You're right, it didn't. When we went to the mall, Zhou Mi made Ryeowook cry. How's that for a happy ending? I was sitting in my bed, not being able to sleep, and guilty as ever. I mean, it was kind of my fault that Ryeowook had to go through this. By this I mean Zhou Mi being mean to him and all. I didn't get it. So, my natural teenage instinct told me to pick up the phone and call one of them. Since Zhou Mi was on my speed dial and Ryeowook's was not, I went with the former. Mental note to self: Put Ryeowook's number on speed dial.
"Hello?" Wow. He picked up on the first ring. Must be expecting someone.
"Hey. I kinda wanted to talk to you," I swallowed, being nervous about giving a speech and all.
"Is it about Ryeowook?" He said grudgingly.
"How did you guess?" I snickered "Anyways, why are you picking on him so much?" Yeah, I was honestly curious to an extent.
"Well?" I was getting impatient.
"I'll apologize to him if you want. I don't care."
"Alright, fine. You want to call him? Or should I call for you?"
"… It's okay. I'll call him." -beep-
I disconnected the phone, and proceeded to put Ryeowook's number on speed dial. After that, I left my mind wandering, a dangerous thing to do. Why is Zhou Mi picking on Wookie? … Did I just call Ryeowook "Wookie"? That's such a weird nickname, but it can't be any weirder than "Mochi", a nickname Ryeowook calls me every now and then. Mochi's food, for crying out loud. He said I looked like a round one, after… after… I shook my head, to chase weirder thoughts away from my mind. When my phone rang, I jumped and nearly fell off my bed. I swiftly peeked at the caller ID, and was surprised to see that it was Ryeowook. Wasn't he supposed to be talking to Zhou Mi?
"Hello?" I said, already knowing it was him.
"Hey, Henli?"
"Yeah." Who else would it be?
"This is Ryeowook."
"What's up?"
"Well, Zhou Mi just called."
"Go on."
"Why did you make him apologize to me? It was my fault."
"Yeah, making you cry was your fault," I said sarcastically. I was getting angry. Why was he trying to cover up for Zhou Mi?
"Really, Henli, I should have asked your opinion on what to eat before I decided. I got… carried away," Why was his tone to formal? Why did he say some things and not others?
"Come on, Ryeowook, not everything is your fault."
"I thought… I thought that we can be good friends. Even best friends. I'm so sorry!" He sniffed, and I knew at once that he was crying.
"Ryeowook, are you alright? What did Zhou Mi say to you?" I panicked, not knowing whether it was me who set him off crying.
"I'm so sorry, Henli." -beep-
"Ryeowook? Ryeowook?"
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I began to grasp what he was saying.