Romeo and Cinderella

Forty seven

chapter forty-seven | selfish

"You know what they say, small people are the most adorable," she grinned at her. Was she insulting her? She's definitely insulting her or she just wanted to die. It's just either of the two. She wanted nothing but to kick her in her face. Geez, she doesn't need to rub in her face that they look so ridiculous right now because she was supposed to be the guy and yet she was taller than her. This was hell embarrassing. Well for starters Dara unnie, readers digest said that the most pretty people in the world are those short in height and I am saying this not because I am short myself but because I honestly believe it. Come on, it's reader's digest for crying out loud. It is based on strong facts.

Okay let's return to the story before I officially start a campaign or blog regarding this one or putting out one hundred and one reasons on why it was the truth and nothing but the truth. So anyway, as I was saying so they were dancing and getting a bit of the attention because of this height difference that they look extremely funny especially with Dara blushing and all. Aww, unnie, look how a-do-ra-ble you were! I am giddy.

Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I wonder will I be able to finish this story. Hey Park Sandara don't roll your eyes on me, I know I have been gone for too long. I deserved a break from the constant threat of you tearing my limbs apart. Okay, back to the real deal.

"So why are you here?" Bom chuckled as Dara went on super panic mode. She cleared her throat. "What are you talking about?" she pulled her killer husky manly voice which sounded ridiculously fake. "I mean, I'm sure a handsome guy like you would not go to this unless…"she was sweating hard. Dara cleared her throat, "I have always been enslaved by your beauty," she wanted to puke, I wanted to puke. This was so romantic and skin crawling in so many ways. Bom giggled giddily. "And… I wanted to tell you how I admire you," geez can't this get any cheesier.

Dara felt her temper rising while hearing Hyunseung choked on his punch by trying hard not to laugh. I am with the red haired mofo. "I wanted to tell you how I admire you,"Hyunseung imitated her voice with pure perfection that it also made my skin crawl with disgust. Dara felt her vein popped in her head she wanted to kill him. After this, the news will cry how a dead mutilated body of Jang Hyunseung was seen cold on the road. You better hide, Hyunnie.

"You are so sweet," Bom giggled. Dara wanted to cry because of embarrassment. "So why are you here, Dara?" she smiled and Dara froze on her spot. "You know?" Of course, she's not dumb and it obviously you. Aside from the fact that your disguise was just an epic failure. I mean, oh boy, Bom unnie was so genius that she saw through your fantastic disguise! "Seriously, Dara, why are you here?" Yeah, why were they there? Bom leaned down to her whispering in her ears, "Do you know what they do to St. Forseti's students here?" Dara looked at her, raising her brows.

"They will strip you naked, removed your hairs and boil you, chop you and then grill you." Lie. Bom unnie just tell her if you are hungry already. What do you think of YG? A Wrong Turn crime scene? Aigooo. Dara looked at her with unreadable expression, pale and paper white. And she believed people! Seriously? Aigoo unnie, please, please, and please. This story is oozing with stupidity already!

"Pfft..."← Hyunseung holding his laughter.

Bom looked at her expression; Dara hates gross, gore horror stories and movies. But since her expression was so epic that she started laughing that they caught everyone's attention. And because Bom was so hapoy and Dara looked like fainting, Bom crouched down laughing while holding her stomach. Okay Bom unnie, laugh and laugh. Just laugh.