#9
Her Cold Heart.“GAME OVER. Chaelin’s team won. Ok now class dismiss.”
“ASSSAAAAAAAAAA!” cheered pig-tailed girl.
“Wow Dara you didn’t tell me you knew how to play volleyball!” mused short hair girl.
“Know how to play volleyball? Hell I didn’t even know she can do sports!” said tomboy girl
“Let’s be in the same team again next week ok Dara!” screamed curly hair girl.
“Yes yes yes!” cheered the pig-tailed girl again.
“Ok everyone cut dara some slack now. Girl looks pretty much dead right now.”
Wow thanks ci-el(?) see-ell? or whatever it is. Dara mentally rolled her eyes.
“Hey me and dara gonna go and wash up now. See you guys next week!”
“Bye!” cooed curly hair girl.
“Chaoz!” said short hair girl.
“Ta-ta!” squealed pig tailed girl.
Weirdos. Definitely weirdos.
“Come on Dara. Lets wash up and grab lunch.” said CL while tugging on dara's elbow.
Yes. Food. I can do some food now alright.
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Dara swore that for a moment she thought she was at the zoo.
“Are you sure we’re not at the wrong place?” she inquired while taking refuge behind CL's back.
“Ha ha funny Dara. And no we’re not. This is the cafeteria. Didn’t you come here yesterday for lunch?”
Lunch? Yesterday?
Oh right Bom. She did had lunch with Bom yesterday but it was definitely not here.
Now that she thought about it, its already half the school day and dara have yet to see that girl around.
I hope she’s okay. Maybe I should-
“SANDARA PARK.”
Nope. No. Maybe not. Let me take back my words. Now if only I could somehow escape lunch-
“Bommie unnie?!!”
Say what.
“CHAELIN-AAAAH!!!!! YOU’RE BACK!!!!”
Oh no no…..please dont tell me they-
And before Dara knew it, Bom threw herself to CL like how she did earlier on to her.
Oh damn it. They do. Dara mentally scowling at her predicament.
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“-and so that’s how I met dara yesterday.” cheered bom happily, finally finishing both her story and food with that si
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