He wanted to be my partner to sing with me, but I was not sure if I really want that. Even though I said yes to him, will he be hurt if I say no? He left a while a go, and that made me think that. To be honest, I don't think that I am ready in the first place. I will have to tell him that, before it is to late. Maybe tomorrow, so that I an get it over with.
Next Morning
I woke up the singing to birds, and the bright and beautiful sun. I get myself ready. After thinking what to wear, I pick this.
It was perfect. Short and cute. I put some lipstick on and knock on Yoongis' window. Around two minutes later he opened his window and started at me. He only saw the top half, so I guess he is staring.
"Yoongi, my eyes are up here."
"What- oh ya. Anyways, why did you knock all of a sudden?"
"Um Yoongi , I hate to tell you like this , but I am not ready to become a singer. Sorry I got your hopes up, but I don't like fame at all. Other than my books, because they hide who I really am."
"It is fine, and for some reason you didn't sound confident yesterday. So I figured that you were not ready, and I knew that at one point you would tell me that. I just did not know it would be so soon."
"So your not mad, or hurt?"
"No, because I asked wanting to know if you wanted to sing with me. If you were into it, you would have jumped and gone crazy. You didn't, I could tell that you didn't want to sing on stage."
"So knew that this was going to happen, and I would be telling you this."
"Yes."
"Okay, now that this is cleared, want to go out somewhere?"
"Sure, where were you thinking?"
"The mall."
"You are going to kill me."
I laugh at him and he started closing the window telling me that he is going to get ready.
I went down at sat to have breakfast. I decided to eat light, so we could also hit the cafe. Why not? After I was done I went to where my shoes. I took a while, but I went with my lace ups.
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