Sunday, January 9, 2011

Is it possible? Or not possible?: Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Your P.O.V

After they left for the early flight, I called the B2ST members and see if I can come over just to hang around.

I scrolled my contacts list on my phone and pressed “B2ST hideout” to call.

“Yeobo-seyo?”

“This is Su Yeon~ I was asking-”

Suddenly, someone else screeched over the phone.

“SU YEON-AH??? IT’S YOU??? KYAA~ I WANNA TALK TO YOU!!”

Okay… WHO WAS THAT?? = o =

“UGH!! STOP THAT YOSEOB!! Ignore that Su Yeon, he’s a bit weird lately. So? What are you saying?”

“Um… You see, U-KISS is out on vacation, so is it okay if I come to you guys hideout to hang out for sometime now?” I asked.

“Su Yeon-ah, we’re out on schedule now… It’s kay if you wanna go, but we won’t be there… It isn’t really safe to be alone there… So I suggest you go somewhere else until we are there, kay?”

“Fine… I’ll just go shopping first then come over if I had the time~” I replied then hung up.

“Kay, Su Yeon~ Take care~!”

Sighs…

At the shopping mall…

I spotted a large frame sunglasses displayed at Prada while shopping for accessories.

Wow~ I GOT TO have that~ >o<

I immediately entered the shop and stared at it for some time.

It’ll look good with my sundress I’m going to wear later on~ :DD

As I reached out to take it, another hand came into my view and both of our hands took the sunglasses together.

WTH?!

I looked in front of me to see a blond guy, looking pissed as I am, holding the sunglasses firmly.

“Excuse me, I-” both of us started at the same time.

“THAT WAS MINE, MISSY~ I SAW IT FIRST~” that guy said with a warning tone.

“Excu-use me?! I came in this shop first so it’s MINE?! Isn’t it obvious?” I shot back, still not letting go of the sunglasses.

He was practically shooting daggers from his eyes. HA.HA. -.-

“Key? What happened?” someone else came into the shop, followed by 3 more boys.

Oh great. This guy and his team of zombies.

“If you don’t want to get into trouble, get out of here now.” One of the guys who just entered stated.

As if I’m scared of getting into trouble. My forename is trouble. =P

Eww, and he looks like Mr. Hair-trouble. Gawd.

“And hand over the glasses now. Find something else. This is Key’s already.” Mr. Hair-trouble said as he reached out his hand to take the glasses away from me.

My instinct: slap his hand away.

He looked so shocked, as if I slapped his hand and that would let me end up in jail.

Jeez… Daffodil. -.-

“You.Are.So.In.TROUBLE!” he screeched.

“GUARDS!! TAKE HER DOWN AND HAND OVER THE GLASSES TO KEY!!” he ordered, and instantly, three burly bodyguards entered the shop.

Two of them grabbed me and the other one snatched the sunglasses away from me and handed it to Key.

*sobs… My sunglasses… ToT

“As for this girl… Hmm…” Mr. Hair-trouble thinks.

“… take her to my place. One of my maids had been fired and I need one to fill that empty space.”

WHAAT?!

TO BE A… MAID?!?!

SAVE MEH!! >o<

Narrator’s P.O.V

Uh-oh…

So now Su Yeon has to be brought to Mr. Hair-trouble’s house.

I won’t tell who Mr. Hair-trouble is~ :PP

But since one name from 5 of them is revealed (Key), I guess you guys know what CONTEMPORARY band it is, right? RIGHT? >w<

And if you guessed it, yes, it’s SHINEE!!

YAY!! xD

Read on to see what happens next~

And as usual, A.N.T.I.C.I.P.A.T.E for the next chapter!!! xDD

Is it possible? Or not possible?: Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Jonghyun’s P.O.V

Such an annoying person…

Ugh, so unlucky for us to meet up with such a person.

And HOW DARE SHE SLAP MY HAND?!

But then again… Lucky for me I get to have an extra person in my household~

Key stuck out his tongue to that girl and held the sunglasses up high for her to see.

Onew, Minho and Taemin just stood there, watching as the guards carried her outside the shop.

“LET ME GO!! LET ME GO!! YOU’LL REGRET! UGH!! AND THAT HURTS YOU BLOCKHEAD!!” she kicked around in the air while screaming.

Serves her right…

Doesn’t she know we’re the wrong group to be messed around with?

“Now, I’ll go to my mansion and introduce this girl as one of the household maid before my butler calls her an intruder~” I said before I left with the guards and headed to the parking lot.

Your P.O.V

“And where I am supposed to be now??” I asked Mr. Hair-trouble beside me.

Or rather, Master Kim, as the bodyguards call him… How INSULTING… -.-

“Don’t scream in this limo you idiot peasant! The fragile screens will crack due to you UNLOVELY voice~” Mr. Hair-trouble screeched in his SUPER posh voice.

Eew.

As if my voice is UNLOVELY.

WHAT THE HELL?! His voice isn’t even HALF nice!

I would rather hear COWS sing than to have this guy to open his mouth.-.-

*sulking…

Being in this car is like stuck in a jail.

All the windows are tinted and I can’t even look outside to see where I’m going.

Where on earth am I heading to? x(

Narrator’s P.O.V

Time skips to half an hour later where Su Yeon arrived at Mr. Hair-, I mean Master Kim’s mansion. -.-

Su Yeon is well, anxious.

That’s usual if you are in her condition~

Now, continue with the story…

Your P.O.V

Zzz…

Zzz…

“Oi! Wake up or you rather being dragged out the car?!” Mr. Hair-trouble screeched as he went out of the car.

*blinks~

Huh? I’m here already? ._.

A man dressed in suit opened the car door for me.

“I can open the door very well myself thank you.” I stated obviously.

Seriously, I had hands?!

I could see Mr. Hair-trouble rolling his eyes though his back was facing me.

Jeez… This person has MAJOR trouble in hiding his expressions. -.-

The first thing that caught my attention is the row of girls wearing conventional maid costumes standing outside the mansion.

The next was – the HUGE mansion in front of me.

Whaat?! So this guy is rich?

Eew~ I hate rich people. They’re snobbish. -.-

A very excellent example is this guy here.

“Oi! Get over here, peasant.” Mr. Hair-trouble called.

GRR!! HOW DARE HE ADDRESS ME AS A PEASANT?!?!

*glares at him

And so much for his manners. = =

“John, please bring this girl here to clean herself up and dressed in a proper outfit. She’ll be the additional maid here from now on, understand?” Mr. Hair-trouble said and stomped into the mansion.

John, or Mr. Hair-trouble’s butler, bowed to me and led me into the mansion as I tagged along.

“So, John, err… How’s this Mr. Hair-trouble like?” I asked.

John coughed uncomfortably.

“You mean Master Kim. When you work here, you have to address him as Master Kim, miss.” John corrected me in his absolute posh manner.

“Yeah. Master Kim. Or whatever. Back to my question, how is he like here?” I proceeded to ask him.

I had to know that.

In case he brought people here to kill them or torture them to death, I had to have an emergency back-up.

“Well, you see, he’s the son of a large financial company. His father wants him to continue his courier as a financial manager but turns out that Master Kim has other choices.” He said.

“Erm… But I asked how is he like here, not who is he~” I confirmed my question.

“Oh, okay. He’s quite responsible for a 19 year old boy. He may be a little snobbish at times-”

Oh yeah.

A LITTLE snobbish… More like A LOT… = =

“-but he’s a total child at the heart. He’s very cold in front though he’s sensitive. Erm… and mind you please don’t mention this to Master Kim. He’ll be very angry with me.” John said, and I nodded to his request.

“I see… Does he do this to people all the time? I mean like, if someone insulted him he’ll send that person straight to his mansion as a maid or something?” I asked.

“Hmm… No… Not at all~ You’re the first, and that’s something new. He never brings someone else home except for his four close friends. I assume you must have done something to make him angry?” he asked.

I pouted, not wanting to say either yes or no, so I just kept quiet.

“Well, I’m going to leave you here, miss. Here are your clothes and come downstairs to introduce yourself to the other staffs here. Clean yourself up. All your necessities are provided. Please don’t take too much time.” John said then closed the door behind him.

WOW… Am I in a room? No way, this room is as big as an apartment!

I took a bath, changed into the uniform, and then headed downstairs.

“Excuse me, miss. Please tidy your hair. Master doesn’t like untidy things.” The butler reminded.

Ugh. Neat freak. Like my mom. -.-

“John, can I ask about my working hours here?” I asked.

“I’m sorry, but I have no idea. You had to ask Master personally about this.” He replied.

Oh great. I had to meet up with Mr. Hair-trouble.

John showed me where he is and I knocked on the door to let him know my presence.

He’s sitting on a sofa with his back facing me. Seems like he’s reading.

“Erm… Excuse me?” I called out.

No response.

Ugh!! How dare he ignore me!

I walked up in front of him and pulled down the newspapers that covered his face.

“YAH! Who told you to do that?!” He shrieked.

“No one! I want to ask you about my working hours and you refused to even turn around and ask what am I doing here?!” I fumed.

He stopped glaring at me and closed his eyes to think.

“Hmm… You have to come here after school hours and work for five hours only. Get out of here now please. I don’t like to be disturbed.” He stated in his snobbish voice as he flipped the newspaper up again.

WHAT?!?! FIVE HOURS?!?!

I WOULDN’T EVEN WANT TO STAY FOR A MINUTE!!

“Listen, I won’t get out unless you promise to let me out of this mansion. I’m going to report this and call the cops and-” I said halfway when he interrupted.

“-and tell them to arrest me? Oh that’s very hilarious. Police will think you’re lying~ don’t you know that my family is prestigious and is known for our good deed? Well, since you can’t go anywhere unless you work here for five hours, you better leave and start working or I’ll add your working hours to seven hours.” He ordered.

I hung my head in despair.

Su Yeon-ah. Almighty Su Yeon, you finally found someone that has the authority to control you. ToT

I left the room and received orders from the head staff to work on the chores.

Sigh…

Is it possible? Or not possible?: Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Your P.O.V

UGH! Why time passes so slowly when I wanted it to pass faster?! >o<

Still three more hours to go…

I stared at the grandfather clock hung on the wall.

Suddenly, my evil mind had an idea.

Heheh… Why don’t I just MAKE the time to go faster? >:D

I looked around me.

Good, no one’s here~

I stepped onto a chair, took down the clock and adjusted it two hours faster~

That way it won’t be too suspicious and I get to go back home faster. :DD

Suddenly, Mr. Hair-trouble passed by.

I immediately stepped down from the chair and continue doing my chores.

Phew… Close shave~ ^o^”””

“Huh? Only one hour left? (*sighs) Just when I was going to ask you to help me clean my wardrobe. Cobwebs must be growing in that old place… Annyeong, yeobo-seyo?” He murmured, then answered a call and went away.

YAY!! He didn’t notice!! >o<

Jonghyun’s x Reader’s P.O.V

Reader: OMG! He really didn’t notice?! O.O He was quite…erm…dense for a financial manager’s son…

Jonghyun: HEY! I heard that!! (*pouts, then knocks the Reader’s head) Of course I noticed! I wasn’t that stupid, was I? -.-

Reader: (*whines) Okay, okay!! >3< Not stupid~! I didn’t know that!! But why didn’t you say anything about it? You should have ignored that call to scold her! I mean, that’s what you would do, right? ._.

Jonghyun: Err… Yeah~ (*blushed) I… I… UGH! You don’t have to know anything!! Just continue reading!! >//<

Jonghyun’s P.O.V

Jeez, did she really think I didn’t notice that? -.-

Fine, just let her be happy for a while. It won’t last anyway~ >:D

Because… Ta-da~!!

The sunglasses she was fighting with Key this afternoon~

Now, let’s see her reaction after I set this lovely trap for her~ >:)

Your P.O.V

I kept my belongings and walked to the entrance to leave this mansion~

As I walked through the hall, something caught my attention.

THE SUNGLASSES THAT I LOVE ON THE FLOOR~ >o<

I walked up to the sunglasses sneakily.

Hmm… No one’s here? ._.

Heheh… >:D

So stupid of Key to drop it here…

Well, since it SHOULD be mine, I’ll just…

… take it~ >o<

“BAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”

Something pounced on me and I fell onto the ground flat with the heavy figure on my back.

“AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! OMG!!!!! YOU IDIOT!!!” I screamed at Mr. Hair-trouble.

UGH!!! HE SCARED MY HEART OUT!!! X(

“Scaaared? OMG, your expression was SO HILARIOUS!!” he said between his laughs, wheezing.

-.-…

“WHAT’S SO FUNNY, HUH, MR. HAIR-TROUBLE?! I BET YOUR’S WORSE IF I DID THAT TO YOU!! AND MIND YOU, CAN YOU GET OFF MY BACK AND LET ME GO LIKE A GENTLEMAN?!?!” I shrieked as I tried to hurl him in front.

He stood up, smoothened out his knee-length coat and pulled me up.

*Glares at him…

Mr. Hair-trouble picked up my glasses, then handed me the sunglasses with his head tilted up high.

“Here, take it. It’s yours~” he said.

O.O… What?

He rolled his eyes dramatically.

“I mean, I’ll give you this pair of sunglasses. Here~” Mr. Hair-trouble said like it was SO obvious. = =

Then, he slipped my hair behind my ears and put the sunglasses on for me.

O…kay…? ._.

“You can go now. Come here tomorrow at the same time, and don’t think of running anywhere~ I know where you are~” he said as his voice suddenly turning snobbish again.

Jeez, and I thought he was nice. = =

Think of an excuse to not be here… think of an excuse to not be here…

AHA!! :DD

“But even if I really want to go, I can’t.” I said, picking my words out carefully.

“And why is that so?” he asked skeptically.

“Transport. I’m not having a car yet until I’m 18. I’m 17 only.”

He thinks.

Oh please fall for that… >.<

“Hmm… Well, if that’s so-”

PLEAAAASE SAY I NO NEED TO COME TOMMORROW… PLEASE SAY-

“-I’ll arrange the transport for you. There will be a limo waiting in front of the school gate. My butler will personally serve you here.”

NOOO!!! x.x

I could almost see him smile evilly.

“Must I really really come? I mean, I could find someone else for you that REALLY wants to work and get money. I don’t want money from you at all. So-” I said halfway.

“And so I don’t care. You must come here. See you tomorrow and bye.”

*sobs… ToT

Is it my fate to be tortured by this guy with horrible sense of style?

I turned to leave when he clapped to get my attention.

What now? -.-

“And oh, don’t call me that name.” he added.

“What name?” I asked. -.-

“The name you usually call me, or rather, the name you used to address me?”

“Oh. That. Heheh.” ^^”””

“The name’s Kim Jonghyun. Or what you should call me, Master Kim.”

“Whatever, Mr. Hair-, I mean Master Kim.” I stressed on “Master Kim”. Ugh.

He smiled triumphantly.

“That’s better~ Now go home~ Bye now~”

I picked up my bags and ran towards the front door.

“Goodbye Miss Su Yeon~” John called.

Is it possible? Or not possible?: Chapter 12

Chapter 12



Your P.O.V



The class bell rang indicating school was finally over.



Yay!! ^o^ But no… ToT



I had to go to Mr. Hair-trouble’s place to WORK.



*sobs…



Work after school… Pity me… ToT



I stood outside of the school gate and waited.



Ugh… These people going home and hanging out are TEMPTING me to run away… T^T



Wait… Or should I ? >:D



I looked around.



The limo isn’t at sight at all.



I guess I could just go… NOW…



I ran behind the bus stop.



Hmm… Still no one called to stop me…



Maybe Mr. Hair-, I mean Jonghyun forgot… =)



“STOP RIGHT THERE! NOW!!” someone called behind me.



OH NO!! >w<



I didn’t turn around and immediately started running in light speed.



That guy is SO not going to bring me there! >o<



I could feel that a black limo chasing me from behind.



Run faster Su Yeon!! Run!!! >o<



“Hey, hop on!” someone called.



Huh?



I turned to my side and saw a guy with a helmet on holding his hand out to me.



Without any second thoughts I hopped onto that guy’s auto bike.



He sped off and headed towards the main road.



Sweeet~ This guy knows what he is doing~ :3



Mr. Hair-, I mean Jonghyun’s long limo can’t chase us at the main road.



So basically, we’re safe.



Wait, it should be I’m safe.



I don’t even know who on earth this guy is and why is he helping me. o.o



Well, let’s just safe the question asking later. He saved me from going to work at that prison.



Or…



Is this person one of Jonghyun’s butler or helpers? O.O



Ugh… I’m being so curious to know who on earth is this!! >w<



“Erm… Excuse me, but can I ask where are you bringing me?” I asked.



I guess I won’t ask about who he is first… Since he probably won’t tell anyway… I mean, who would tell? -.-



“Hmm? You don’t want to ask who I am?” he replied.



= o =… Okay… This guy’s slick…



“Err… yeah… Of course I would want to!” I snapped. >o<



“Well, you’ll know anyway. I’m not on Jonghyun’s side, so don’t expect I would turn you in for Jonghyun.” he replied.



^_^… That’s something good to hear~



“But I’m asking where you’re asking me. And you haven’t answered it yet.” I reminded him.



“My place. Don’t worry, you’ll just be there to avoid Jonghyun for a while. He won’t come over to my place to search for you.” he replied.



After a half an hour drive, we finally reached our destination.



“Here we are. My mansion.” he announced.



OMG… I arrived at another mansion… = =



Why on earth does it feels like so Deja vu?



Oh yeah… It’s like at Jonghyun’s mansion… Only this looks more cheerful than that dreadful coop full of maids and butlers.



“Why your place doesn’t seem like Jonghyun’s? He has plenty of maids standing in front waiting on him.” I asked, out of curiosity.



“Well, I don’t like a lot people around. I only tell my maids to come when I’m not around.” he explained, still with his helmet on.



Great… he still has his helmet on…



Come on!! Take it off! I’m dying of curiosity already!! >w<



He reached for his helmet and undid the belt.



>o< almost there… *stares.



He suddenly paused there, his hands stayed on the helmet but not moving.



Huh? What happened? o.O



“Why are you staring at me? Don’t you know it’s rude to stare?” he said.



= =… get on with it already…



He laughed suavely with his head thrown back.



“Fine. I’m just fooling around. You’re too curious to know who I am, right? Well, here goes.” he said then took off his helmet and ruffled through his hair.



O.O… So familiar?!



Don’t tell me… He is-



“I’m Onew. Jonghyun’s friend that you saw at Prada’s.” he replied.




Author’s x Reader’s P.O.V



Reader: OMG!! Onew?! Why him?!


Author: Heheh~ Well, he saved her from Jonghyun. Isn’t that good? ^o^


Reader: Yeah… But… but… o.o him? Onew is Jonghyun’s friend… won’t Jonghyun suspect anything? ._.


Author: Well, I don’t know~ *pretends to shrug and acts innocent.


Reader: Tell me!! >o< What’s going to happen?! *strangles author


Author: (*chokes) READ ON!! I WON’T TELL!! xPP



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