Timeless - Chapter 6

Chapter Six

“OMO!!!!!!!” I screamed into the phone for the sixth time as Poppy was describing her wonderful last night.

She rang me at 11 in the morning when I was still asleep, I cussed, thinking who would be disturbing me in the middle of the night, I’m so gonna bite him/her to death. I fumbled around the sheets to look for my phone and flipped it.

“uhhro.” I mumbled.

“WAKE UP YOU! IMMATELLYOUMYFANTASTICNIGHTITWASSOAWESOMEAWESOMEAWESOMEICANDIEHAPPY!” She gushed into the phone. 

“Er-.”

“ITELLYOUITELLYOUITELLYOUIMETTHEMOSTHANDSOMESTGUYEVEROMOHEWASSOCUTESOADORABLESO-.”

“HELLO?” I shouted to the other side of the phone.

“Huh?? Are you listening?”

“I’m trying, but the human ear can only receive that many words at a time ya know, try again in English?” I replied groggily.

“Oh. Okay.” She said in a small voice. I can just see her shoulders shrugging. “Where was I?”

“You can die happy?” I said helpfully.

“YES I CAN! I SO CAN! I MET THE CUTEST GUY LAST NIGHT!” Her excitement flowed through the phone into my ear, loud.

“So go die. I need my sleep.” I held the phone away from my ear and proceeded to flip it close.

“No no no no no !!!” She yelled, as if trying to prevent me from hanging up. I put the phone back to my ear.

“THE BEST PART IS YET TO COME!” Her voice deafening my ear. “GUESS WHO I SAW LAST NIGHT!” She said quickly, attempted to get me excited. But who will get excited in the middle of the night. I glanced at the clock at the side of my bed. 11.20am.

I sighed, “Santa Claus?”

“BETTER!!”

“His reindeers?” I replied in a bored voice.

“No, pabo!” Giving up with my answers, she yelled again. “IT’S YOUR MAN AT THE MALL!”

“Who?” I arched my eyebrow, mystified.

“THE ONE YOU BUMPED INTO, STUPID!”

“OMO! YOU SERIOUS? WHY IS HE THERE?” I jumped at sat straight on my bed, clutching my phone like it held the answers to the greatest mysteries in life.

Poppy chuckled, delighted to get hold of my attention at last. I take back my words just now. I am excited like fuck. Poppy continued to pour her story on me.

“So they were like, walked towards us and introduced themselves, and then they asked us to dance!”

“MY GUY ASKED YOU TO DANCE? AND YOU ACCEPTED? ” The jealousy inside me flared up. I am going to kill-

“Calm down bitch, I was asked by his friend.” Her voice giddy when it reached “his friend.” My nerves immediately obeyed.

“So who did he asked?” Determined not to change the topic.

“Um- Don’t you wanna know his name? and his profile?” Poppy stopped, hiding the guilt in her voice.

“Ohhhh yess, tell me quick!” I can almost hear the relief in her voice as she thought she had successfully 

distracted me, from asking that question. Something is not right… I decided to push that aside first. Important issues first. Yum. I licked my lips.

“His name is Jung Yun Ho, he’s from Myeonji High School.” Ignoring my continuously high pitched “OMOs!” “JUNG YUN HO!” “MYEONJI HIGH SCHOOL!” She paused.

“That’s it?”

“Yep.”

“WHAT? YOU HAVE THE WHOLE NIGHT TO ASK AND YOU JUST GOT THIS INFO?” I basically yelled.

“Well, I have to enjoy my night with my guy you know.” Her voice annoyed but giddy at the end. “I’m not there to be your stupid spy, it’s not like I know he was going to be there.”

“Jung Yun Ho…OMO you didn’t even ask for his phone number?” I asked hopefully.

“That, you have to ask Sunny, she was dancing with him.” She let slipped.

“OMO, WHAT DID YOU SAY?”

“No, no, no… ” She fumbled over her words, but I don’t need to hear her explanation.

“Aish” and I hung up.

Deep breathes, deep breathes. Inhaled, exhaled.  Fuck. Jung Yun Ho. I tasted his name on my lips, yum, delicious. I thought about his beautiful eyes, his thick eyebrows, his oddly shaped lips, his strong abs, the way he scooped me up at the mall, the way he put ice on my forehead… the way he held Sunny as they danced. Heat shot through my veins, and a violent hatred nearly choked me.

The phone rang and vibrated, took me by surprise. I jumped violently, fumbled through the sheets once again. It wasn’t under the sheets. Nevermind, I thought.

“Shut up” I mumbled at the ringing phone, wherever it was. The ringing stop.

“Ha-ha.” I laughed wryly, not amazed by my psychic powers. I buried deep into my blanket once more and tried to sleep. My mind refused to relax. It thinks too much for its own good.

The phone missing in sight rang again shrilly. I threw a pillow randomly. It hit something by the table and a thud sound was heard. That something hit the floor.

It was my phone.

“What a bad morning.” I blearily picked it up and flipped it open.

“Say.” I was not in the mood for manners.

“Are you still sleeping? Gosh! What time is it?” A different voice from Poppy spoke. It was hard to  distinguish the voices when my mind is all concentrated on one thing, or rather,  one man to be precise. Jung Yun Ho.

“Yun Ho…” Was all I can say. The vocabs are all erased. I just got brainwashed by Jung Yun Ho. My brain only stored this one name and refused to accept the other horrible words, like Sunny.

Sunny.

“Wake up and hear my incredible tale about last night!” Sunny’s voice whined into the phone

My nostrils flared. I waited a moment to answer, reining in the anger that I’d never quite gotten used to.

“Your incredible tale?” I repeated dumbly.

“Yep” Her voice was exactly the same as Poppy, giddy, about to explode.

“Your incredible tale with Jung Yun Ho?” I added.

“Eh? How did you know about him?” She ignored my anger, or maybe she was oblivious about it.

The anger tightened my throat.

I ignored her question. “With MY Jung Yun Ho?” I emphasized on the word “MY”

She ignored my anger once again, and considered the question thoughtfully.

“Actually, I just danced one song with him. I changed partner afterwards.”

I didn’t move as her words sank in, She didn’t seem to notice that I didn’t respond.

“He is soooo adorable, his name is Shim Chang Min. Study at the same school with that guy Jung Yun Ho and Poppy’s partner, Kim Junsu. He’s younger than his mates though. But I don’t mind.”

I nodded numbly.

“Oh, don’t you wanna know about your guy?” Sunny was annoyed with this one-sided conversation.

I nodded numbly again.

“Yun Ho…” I finally said. I can see Sunny rolling her eyes at the other side of the phone.

“I meant, yes. Tell me.” It took every effort in my brain to force out these words.

“Hmm, guessed you know about his profile from Poppy.” She paused, thinking.

“He… asked about you.” Sunny said slowly, waiting for my response.

“He…” I paused, “He asked about me?” I asked weakly.

“Yeah, he asked about you while we danced, I can see he’s interested in you.”

“Yun Ho… interested in me?” Giddiness took over me. I started giggling.

“And I was so annoyed, I wanted to dance, but I didn’t expect it to be a questionnaire.” She complained.

I continued to giggle.

“Aish, stop it. But he introduced me to Chang Min though, guess he’s an okay guy…” I twitched at the “okay” word. He’s a wonderful guy, not just okay!

“So tell me about Chang Min, and that Kim Junsu.” I was floating with happiness, eager to gossip. And we chatted till morning.