Chapter 3
*Switch to Sang-Mi's P.O.V.*
The next day at school, I couldn't wait to see Dong-Gul again. I had finally made a friend! Oh here he comes!
Me: Hey, Dong-Gul!
Dong-Gul: *Sigh*
Me: Ok… Anyway, now that we're friends, this evening I would like to celebrate by doing something friends usually do together. Oh! We should go to a restaurant! Or even better, barbecue! Yeah! We should go to a barbecue place! That's a great idea! Don't you think tha-
Dong-Gul: Will you just…shut… up. I have an enormous headache and you're not making it any better.
Me: …ok… Anyway! We really should go to a barbecue place! That's ok with you, right? Yeah! Ok, then we're going! Yay! Barbecue!
*After School*
We were walking to the barbecue place. I had tripped on who something a few minutes ago and now my nose hurts from the impact.
Dong-Gul: I know you wanted us to celebrate our friendship or whatever, but did your sister have to come with us?
Me: It's because she has a weakness for food.
Sis: Shut up! I do not have a weakness for food!
Dong-Gul: Hey you!
Me: What?
Dong-Gul: No, not you, the other one next to you.
Sis: I have a name you know. .
Dong-Gul: Whatever… why are you coming with us? I don't even like you.
Sis: Well I…
Dong-Gul: You have a weakness for food.
Sis: I do NOT have a weakness for food, I just wanted to make sure you would be alright, you know some times you fall and your nose bleeds and I have to take care of that because you don't know how.
Dong-Gul: Whatever you say…fat kid.
Sis: Hey!
Me: Stop fighting you two! We came here to have fun as friends! Now try to get along!
*At the barbecue place*
They had just served us our plate of raw meat. Sis took the first piece and put it on the small grill in the middle of the table.
Dong-Gul: Fat kid gets the first piece.
Sis: Will you just be quiet!
*Switch to He-Ran's P.O.V.*
That guy really annoys me! I'll admit that it's true that I eat a lot, but I burn off the fat with all the sports I do, so it doesn't matter.
Me: I have to build up my strength for my running practise tomorrow.
Dong-Gul: Really? You don't seem like the running type.
Sang-Mi: Well, she's the best in our grade.
Dong-Gul: …
Suddenly, a girl approached our table. She didn't look like a waitress and she didn't look very happy either.
The girl: Dong-Gul, who are these two girls?
Dong-Gul put a piece of raw meat on the grill and acted as if the girl hadn't said anything.
The girl: I'm Hyuna, Dong-Gul's girlfriend.
Dong-Gul: No, she's not.
Hyuna(frustrated): Yes, I am!
Dong-Gul: She's delusional! She thinks she's my girlfriend but she's not.
Hyuna: Yes, I am! And I could even tell you the story about how it happened. It was at the end of 3rd grade, Dong-Gul was sitting on a swing I wanted to swing with him so I asked "Can I swing with you?" and he said "Yeah, sure! You're very pretty, can I marry you?" and I said "We should start by being girlfriend and boy-
Sang-Mi: Dong-Gul would never say something like that!
Dong-Gul: Proof that it's not true. This is how it really happened. She approached me, while I was swinging and she said "Hey! We're friends now!" and sat in the swing next to mine. The next day, I was sitting in the sandbox and she came up to me and said "Now we're dating! We're going to get married in the future!" I didn't say anything because I thought she would grow out of it. But, in Middle School we were still dating. I started to live with it, I didn't care. After awhile, she started getting annoying so I broke up with her. But she still thinks we're together.
Hyuna: We are together!
Dong-Gul: *Sigh* I'm leaving.
Sang-Mi: I'm coming too.
Me: I might as well come too.
(End of chapter 3)