Crazy Over You

CHAPTER 28

JENNIE'S POV

Games

I used to play a lot of games when I was younger

Hide-and-Seek and Tag

Did I say a lot? I meant two

These were the only ones I knew

I found it to be lots of fun, especially when I was the one doing the seeking and the chasing

Sometimes I'd cheat a little open my eyes when I was meant to close them, throw something at someone so I could stun them before they had the chance to flee from me

The second game always got me into trouble

Anyways, I kissed my roommate

And, well, it was nothing like the books described

It felt like nothing

I was sure I'd feel some sort of spark, electricity, as those books often described. I had even felt it before when she'd brushed my skin or breathed against my neck. I should have at least felt some butterflies in my stomach

But why would anyone want butterflies in their stomach? I've read monarchs were poisonous

It didn't change the way I felt about her, though. Maybe I was doing something wrong?

I didn't have much time to think about it because Lisa pushed me away after a second and scrambled off her from me, scowling. She did not look happy

"What the fuck, Jennie!" Even though I couldn't see her in the dark, I was pretty sure she was boiling red. Blushing? Maybe. Furious? Definitely

I stared at her as I slowly stood up, carefully watching the way her muscles tensed when I moved

"Are you mad at me?" I asked

"I..." She grimaced and a deep angered growl sounded from her throat, "I swear to God if you kissed me just because you were curious about it, I'll-"

"I was curious" I stepped a little closer. She stepped back. "I wanted to know if you still wanted to be with me after I did that"

It was a little test

Would she want to leave me, now?

Or would she keep her word?

I hope it'd be the latter

Because I do like her and I'd be extremely upset if she turned out like the others

And that would hurt me quite a bit

"So you just kissed me for your damn experiment?!" She spat. Lisa's upset with me. I didn't mean to make her upset

"It wasn't an experiment" I reasoned. "I would need a control, an independent and dependent variable, and a constant for there to be an experiment, and I am unsure how those terms would apply to our current situation"

Would I be the independent and her, the dependant? Or the other way around?

She glared at me. "Then what was it? Were you just trying to get a rise out of me? See how I'd react?" She was fuming. "I fucking get it, okay? You just wanted to make sure I'd stick with you because you have some messed up obsession with being my friend, but if you think you can just kiss me just to see if I'll still be with you after that, you better fucking believe I don't need another Miyeon in my life!"

Miyeon? Miyeon.

"I'm not Miyeon!" But I must meet her one day. "You should know I'm nothing like her!"

"How would I know that?!" She gritted, cleaning her jaw and baring her teeth. "How do I know if you're not just messing around with me? And then there's this fact that I never know what the hell is going on in that damn head of yours and that there's this weird thing going on with you that I can't explain!"