Subtle (1/2)
Title: Subtle
Pairing: Jessica/Tiffany
Rating: PG
Word count: approx. 5000 (total)
Monday
I stare outside as I watch the rain cascade down the foggy planes of glass. People dislike the rain, but I have always felt otherwise. It is as soothing as a mother’s lullaby.
Something catches my attention as sleep begins to drag me away: a soccer ball. That’s weird. Why would someone actually go outside in this kind of weather?
Jessica...? I turn my attention towards the front. The brunette’s seat is empty. So she skips class to practice soccer in the rain.
Hmm…
Jessica Jung Sooyeon is her full name. Jessi…ca and I have been in the same class since…I can’t even remember. Well I do, and as unbelievable as it may sound, we have been in the same class since grade two. We rarely talk to each other, but there’s something about her that seems to always capture my attention. I’ll never admit that out loud, though.
Wow…she is really soaked. I hope she doesn’t get sick or anything.
Tuesday
I walk down the empty hallways, making my way towards the soccer field. I have never realized how large my school is until days like today- days where my classes are on the opposite side of the building.
Ugh. I’m finally here…and is that the volleyball team? Why are they here? They are usually in the gym- right, the gymnasiums are all under renovation.
I watch them for a moment; a two-on-two game is under way. I only know one of the girls: Tiffany.
She has been in my class for who knows how long. I’ve never actually thought about talking to her, probably because there weren’t really any reasons to- scratch that, there were lots of reasons to. I just always had second thoughts about talking to her.
“Heads up!”
I whip my head to the right, quickly grasping the ball that would have grazed my face. I drop the ball on to the wet grass and send a glare towards the person who kicked the ball at me.
“Yah Kwon Yuri, you want to die?!”
“Not my fault you were checking out the volleyball team’s captain!”
That. Stupid. Idiot. She had to yell. Ugh. I turn in Tiffany’s direction and almost miss the little smirk- grin, smile, or whatever that was- that made its way to her face. Geez!
“SHUT UP YOU IDIOT!”
Volleyball is an interesting sport, okay?
Wednesday
‘Not my fault you were checking out the volleyball team’s captain!’
This one line keeps playing over and over in my mind ever since it left Yuri’s mouth. The thought of being Jessica’s friend has never crossed my mind after second grade, nonetheless being something more than that.
I am attracted to her, yeah, but never have I thought that she would feel the same way towards me.
Jessica and I…? We barely interacted.
Well I guess being the captain of the volleyball team does have its advantages!
Thursday
I pull my foot back and kick the ball one last time. It flies into the left corner of the net, and that marks the end of practice for today. Since it isn’t raining, we decided to practice a little longer. Boy do I regret that.
It is so uncomfortable how drenched my jersey is; the thing is literally stuck to my body. Sweating is definitely one of the many flaws we, as human beings, carry.
Panting, I place my hands on my knees and watch as my sweat drip on to the green grass below. I seriously cannot wait to get home to take an extremely cold shower.
A water bottle is placed in my view. I lift my head expecting Yuri to be there but instead, the person in front of me is Tiffany. She is also drenched in sweat from head to toe. I have to admit: she doesn’t look bad at all for someone who is completely sweaty. Nope, not at all.
“Thank you.” I appreciate moments like this.
“No problem! There were a few left over since some members didn’t show up today.”
“Oh.”
“I’m gonna head inside first. See you around!” She smiles and walks to the school, most likely towards the locker rooms.
“Yeah, see you around….” Tiffany is really kind to me now that I think about it. Well she is really kind to everyone.
Friday
“Why did you do it?”
I turn to face Taeyeon. She is lying on my bed while reading a book- How to Use Your Short Height to Your Advantage to be exact. I want to laugh, but refrain myself from doing so.
“Did what?”
She places her book down on the nightstand beside my bed and sits up.
“I saw you give Jessica a water bottle yesterday. Why did you do it?”
So that’s what she meant. I did it because- I did it because…
“We had extra bottles of water-”
“So you offer one to Jessica, and Jessica alone.”
“I guess so.”
Saturday
Ugh. My muscles ache so much. Stupid practice. Why didn’t it rain yesterday? I wish sleep would just embrace me. That is, however, a bit impossible as of now.
I think of Tiffany when I close my eyes. Every time she does something nice for me, I end up thinking about it for a long time.
Flashback
I am so nervous. It is my first day at a school in Korea and I of course have no friends. The teacher tells me to tell the class a little about myself. So I do.
“Hello, my name is Jung Jessica. Please take care of me.” I try to keep it as simple as possible. I didn’t want the other kids to notice that I’m a little nervous. Okay, maybe a little more than a little.
“You can sit over there by the windows, sweetie.” She points to the two seats by the windows: one is occupied by a girl with long hair and the other is empty. The girl with the long hair- she looks rather nonchalant. She keeps staring out the window, but when I sit down, she turns towards me and smiles.
“Hi, my name is Tiffany…Tiffany Hwang Miyoung. Let’s be friends!”
American?! I stare back at her. She startled the crap out of me! I thought she didn’t even notice me!
After receiving no response from me, she slightly tilts her head in a questioning manner. She stares at me a bit longer, pouts, and turns her attention back towards the playground that lies beyond the confines of the windows.
I am a little disappointed. I want to say something, but I just don’t know what. So I just sit down.
End flashback
I did want to become friends.
Sunday
I lie in bed thinking about the question that Taeyeon had asked me on Friday.
‘I saw you give Jessica a water bottle yesterday. Why did you do it?’
I went clubbing last night with Taeyeon, hoping that I could stop thinking about Jessica for at least one night. It worked, but here I am, thinking about the brunette again.
Why did I give the water bottle to Jessica the other day?
Why do I do so many things for the latter?
I’m attracted to her…maybe even infatuated by her. But is that all?
Flashback
Today is raining. Great. I don’t hate the rain. But for some odd reason, when it rains I always think about Jessica. The girl never carries an umbrella, and she always ends up staying home the next day because she falls sick.
Speak of the devil. My feet begin to move on their own accord. My stupid feet won’t listen to me when I tell them to stop. I start to panic as I near Jessica.
“Hi Tiffany! What are you still doing here?”
“Hi Jessi-ca! I-I uhh. I-do you want to walk home together?”
“Sure.”
We walk under my umbrella, not sharing many words. The next thing I know, Jessica jumps into a puddle and wets us both.
I drop the umbrella and begin to kick water at her. Jessica simply laughs and follows suit.
End Flashback
I can never forget that laugh. Or the smiles that had adorned her face that day.
Flashback
I wonder why Jessica even came to school today. She seems super sick.
I think it’s a tad unusual- the thing that we have- whatever it is.
“Hi.” She sits down.
“Hey!”
She falls asleep while I stare out the window. This is how our “relationship” works.
End flashback
Our friendship is strange…and funny.
Monday
Although my birthday is in the spring, I don’t like its weather too much. One day would be sunny, the next would be rainy, and then it would be humid. Today is one of those humid days. You know what that means…? It means extra practice hours since it’s not raining, and a sweaty me since it’s so sticky out.
I turn to look at the field beside us. Tiffany is surfing the ball. I guess her side scored again. Well she’s not the captain for nothing. She jumps and spikes the ball. Wow.
“Jessica!” I hear Yuri calling.
“What?”
“C’mon, one-on-one with me.” She runs towards me, kicking the ball back and forth between her feet.
“But I want to…” My voice trails off as I turn my attention back to Tiffany. The other team sends the ball flying out-of-bounds. Tiffany turns around, briefly looks at me, and smiles her megawatt smile. She then runs to the ball.
Damn it. She caught me staring again- that stupid smile that she wore. Ugh.
“I told you to come on, but you wouldn’t listen,” Yuri teases in a singsong voice that makes me want to smack her upside her head. Stupid idiot.
“Shut up.”
Tuesday
I swear I saw Jessica looking at me yesterday. To be completely honest: it makes me happy because recently, I have been checking her out every now and then too. Like today. It’s raining and Jessica’s not in class again. I wonder why she cuts class to practice soccer when it rains. I want to ask her that one day.
I continue watching as she controls the ball diligently with her feet. The scene before me is much more intriguing than this History class. Jessica is so focused every time I see her on the field. She’s so captivated by the ball that moves between her two feet…as I am with her. Every move she makes is so fierce, yet so elegant. I wonder how that is even possible.
After she runs out of sight, I direct my attention back towards the front of the class. My eyes roam and they stop at the blonde’s empty desk. It makes perfect sense now- why she moved to the front; it is easier to leave unnoticed. Come to think about it, Jessica doesn’t completely skip class. She comes in, the teacher takes role, and then she sneaks out.
I have always wondered why she had decided to move to the front all of a sudden.
Wednesday
I’m on my way to the soccer field when I almost walk pass the gym. I stop after noticing a white paper that is taped to the gym’s doors.
‘All gyms will be closed for two months for remodeling purposes. We apologize for the inconvenience.’
I guess the volleyball team will be sharing the fields with us for quite some time- one and a half month to be exact.
When I arrive at the field, my heart almost stops beating when my eyes catch Yuri talking to Tiffany. What is that idiot up to now? Probably nothing good.
Tiffany turns towards me, shoots a smile, and walks back to her team.
I exhale loudly through my nose.
“What were you guys talking about?”
“Just some stuff…you know stuff.” I do not like that mischievous glint in Yuri’s eyes.
I am just about to wipe the stupid grin off her face when I see Tiffany and her team making their way towards our field.
“What are you up to?” I ask through my gritted teeth. Yuri knows. She knows that when I’m around Tiffany my left becomes right and up becomes down.
How frustrating!
Thursday
It’s finally Thursday! I’m happy, yet sad. I’m happy that it’s finally the end of the week (no school tomorrow because we have a holiday) so I get to have some rest. Sad because-I don't know why I feel sad. I just am.
Let’s see: on weekdays I have to study, I have homework, I have volleyball practice, I see Taeyeon, I see Jessica, and I have some resting time. On the weekends I have to study, I have homework, I have volleyball practice, I see Taeyeon, and I have some resting time.
What is missing?
Ahh…I see.
Friday
Great! I continue to think about Tiffany. Thinking about someone too much at a certain point gets unhealthy, right? Well I think I’m very close to that point. I can not stop thinking about her.
Our two teams had completed drills together on Wednesday, and I had felt my stomach go numb every time Tiffany and I had the slightest bit of skin contact. Guess whose genius idea it was? Correct! Yuri’s. I swear I would’ve torn her head off a million times by now if she wasn’t my childhood friend.
Ugh.
Please tell me she isn’t up to anything.
Saturday
What should I get for her?!
Sunday
Yuri ends practice early today. That’s really strange because Yuri never ends practice early. She is acting so suspicious.
I sit down on the bench and take off my soccer cleats. The sun is shining brightly in my face as I tie my cleats together. That is until a person shadows over me and successfully blocks the blinding sun from my view.
“Here you go!” Tiffany holds out a small box in front of me. I crease my eyebrows together in confusion. Why is she handing me such a nicely wrapped box?
“Tiffany? What is this for?” She looks at me quite dumbfounded.
“Happy birthday! Yuree told me the other day that today is your birthday. It’s just a little gift for completing the drills with me. I had lots of fun.” She smiles her signature smile and I can’t help but to smile along with her.
She said she had fun. Lots of fun.
“Well have fun doing whatever you’re planning on doing. See you tomorrow, Jessi!” Tiffany turns on her heels and begins to walk away.
Jessi?
I stand up and grab Tiffany’s hand on impulse. Oops.
“T-Tiffany, I uh, I kind of don’t have any plans.” It isn’t a lie. The fact that my birthday is today totally slipped my mind. I had so many assignments to complete and so many tests to study for now that the third marking quarter is coming to an end. But oh dear Saint Patrick why did I just do that?! Why did I grab her wrist?
Tiffany smiles at me.
“You’re of legal age, right?”
“Yeah.” I nod.
“Let’s go clubbing.”
“But aren’t you younger than me?” How did I even know that? She just seems younger than me. I swear I’m not a stalker.
“That’s what fake ID’s are for. Silly you!”
TBC
Part 2: http://moiraiz.livejournal.com/2225.html
Pairing: Jessica/Tiffany
Rating: PG
Word count: approx. 5000 (total)
Monday
I stare outside as I watch the rain cascade down the foggy planes of glass. People dislike the rain, but I have always felt otherwise. It is as soothing as a mother’s lullaby.
Something catches my attention as sleep begins to drag me away: a soccer ball. That’s weird. Why would someone actually go outside in this kind of weather?
Jessica...? I turn my attention towards the front. The brunette’s seat is empty. So she skips class to practice soccer in the rain.
Hmm…
Jessica Jung Sooyeon is her full name. Jessi…ca and I have been in the same class since…I can’t even remember. Well I do, and as unbelievable as it may sound, we have been in the same class since grade two. We rarely talk to each other, but there’s something about her that seems to always capture my attention. I’ll never admit that out loud, though.
Wow…she is really soaked. I hope she doesn’t get sick or anything.
Tuesday
I walk down the empty hallways, making my way towards the soccer field. I have never realized how large my school is until days like today- days where my classes are on the opposite side of the building.
Ugh. I’m finally here…and is that the volleyball team? Why are they here? They are usually in the gym- right, the gymnasiums are all under renovation.
I watch them for a moment; a two-on-two game is under way. I only know one of the girls: Tiffany.
She has been in my class for who knows how long. I’ve never actually thought about talking to her, probably because there weren’t really any reasons to- scratch that, there were lots of reasons to. I just always had second thoughts about talking to her.
“Heads up!”
I whip my head to the right, quickly grasping the ball that would have grazed my face. I drop the ball on to the wet grass and send a glare towards the person who kicked the ball at me.
“Yah Kwon Yuri, you want to die?!”
“Not my fault you were checking out the volleyball team’s captain!”
That. Stupid. Idiot. She had to yell. Ugh. I turn in Tiffany’s direction and almost miss the little smirk- grin, smile, or whatever that was- that made its way to her face. Geez!
“SHUT UP YOU IDIOT!”
Volleyball is an interesting sport, okay?
Wednesday
‘Not my fault you were checking out the volleyball team’s captain!’
This one line keeps playing over and over in my mind ever since it left Yuri’s mouth. The thought of being Jessica’s friend has never crossed my mind after second grade, nonetheless being something more than that.
I am attracted to her, yeah, but never have I thought that she would feel the same way towards me.
Jessica and I…? We barely interacted.
Well I guess being the captain of the volleyball team does have its advantages!
Thursday
I pull my foot back and kick the ball one last time. It flies into the left corner of the net, and that marks the end of practice for today. Since it isn’t raining, we decided to practice a little longer. Boy do I regret that.
It is so uncomfortable how drenched my jersey is; the thing is literally stuck to my body. Sweating is definitely one of the many flaws we, as human beings, carry.
Panting, I place my hands on my knees and watch as my sweat drip on to the green grass below. I seriously cannot wait to get home to take an extremely cold shower.
A water bottle is placed in my view. I lift my head expecting Yuri to be there but instead, the person in front of me is Tiffany. She is also drenched in sweat from head to toe. I have to admit: she doesn’t look bad at all for someone who is completely sweaty. Nope, not at all.
“Thank you.” I appreciate moments like this.
“No problem! There were a few left over since some members didn’t show up today.”
“Oh.”
“I’m gonna head inside first. See you around!” She smiles and walks to the school, most likely towards the locker rooms.
“Yeah, see you around….” Tiffany is really kind to me now that I think about it. Well she is really kind to everyone.
Friday
“Why did you do it?”
I turn to face Taeyeon. She is lying on my bed while reading a book- How to Use Your Short Height to Your Advantage to be exact. I want to laugh, but refrain myself from doing so.
“Did what?”
She places her book down on the nightstand beside my bed and sits up.
“I saw you give Jessica a water bottle yesterday. Why did you do it?”
So that’s what she meant. I did it because- I did it because…
“We had extra bottles of water-”
“So you offer one to Jessica, and Jessica alone.”
“I guess so.”
Saturday
Ugh. My muscles ache so much. Stupid practice. Why didn’t it rain yesterday? I wish sleep would just embrace me. That is, however, a bit impossible as of now.
I think of Tiffany when I close my eyes. Every time she does something nice for me, I end up thinking about it for a long time.
Flashback
I am so nervous. It is my first day at a school in Korea and I of course have no friends. The teacher tells me to tell the class a little about myself. So I do.
“Hello, my name is Jung Jessica. Please take care of me.” I try to keep it as simple as possible. I didn’t want the other kids to notice that I’m a little nervous. Okay, maybe a little more than a little.
“You can sit over there by the windows, sweetie.” She points to the two seats by the windows: one is occupied by a girl with long hair and the other is empty. The girl with the long hair- she looks rather nonchalant. She keeps staring out the window, but when I sit down, she turns towards me and smiles.
“Hi, my name is Tiffany…Tiffany Hwang Miyoung. Let’s be friends!”
American?! I stare back at her. She startled the crap out of me! I thought she didn’t even notice me!
After receiving no response from me, she slightly tilts her head in a questioning manner. She stares at me a bit longer, pouts, and turns her attention back towards the playground that lies beyond the confines of the windows.
I am a little disappointed. I want to say something, but I just don’t know what. So I just sit down.
End flashback
I did want to become friends.
Sunday
I lie in bed thinking about the question that Taeyeon had asked me on Friday.
‘I saw you give Jessica a water bottle yesterday. Why did you do it?’
I went clubbing last night with Taeyeon, hoping that I could stop thinking about Jessica for at least one night. It worked, but here I am, thinking about the brunette again.
Why did I give the water bottle to Jessica the other day?
Why do I do so many things for the latter?
I’m attracted to her…maybe even infatuated by her. But is that all?
Flashback
Today is raining. Great. I don’t hate the rain. But for some odd reason, when it rains I always think about Jessica. The girl never carries an umbrella, and she always ends up staying home the next day because she falls sick.
Speak of the devil. My feet begin to move on their own accord. My stupid feet won’t listen to me when I tell them to stop. I start to panic as I near Jessica.
“Hi Tiffany! What are you still doing here?”
“Hi Jessi-ca! I-I uhh. I-do you want to walk home together?”
“Sure.”
We walk under my umbrella, not sharing many words. The next thing I know, Jessica jumps into a puddle and wets us both.
I drop the umbrella and begin to kick water at her. Jessica simply laughs and follows suit.
End Flashback
I can never forget that laugh. Or the smiles that had adorned her face that day.
Flashback
I wonder why Jessica even came to school today. She seems super sick.
I think it’s a tad unusual- the thing that we have- whatever it is.
“Hi.” She sits down.
“Hey!”
She falls asleep while I stare out the window. This is how our “relationship” works.
End flashback
Our friendship is strange…and funny.
Monday
Although my birthday is in the spring, I don’t like its weather too much. One day would be sunny, the next would be rainy, and then it would be humid. Today is one of those humid days. You know what that means…? It means extra practice hours since it’s not raining, and a sweaty me since it’s so sticky out.
I turn to look at the field beside us. Tiffany is surfing the ball. I guess her side scored again. Well she’s not the captain for nothing. She jumps and spikes the ball. Wow.
“Jessica!” I hear Yuri calling.
“What?”
“C’mon, one-on-one with me.” She runs towards me, kicking the ball back and forth between her feet.
“But I want to…” My voice trails off as I turn my attention back to Tiffany. The other team sends the ball flying out-of-bounds. Tiffany turns around, briefly looks at me, and smiles her megawatt smile. She then runs to the ball.
Damn it. She caught me staring again- that stupid smile that she wore. Ugh.
“I told you to come on, but you wouldn’t listen,” Yuri teases in a singsong voice that makes me want to smack her upside her head. Stupid idiot.
“Shut up.”
Tuesday
I swear I saw Jessica looking at me yesterday. To be completely honest: it makes me happy because recently, I have been checking her out every now and then too. Like today. It’s raining and Jessica’s not in class again. I wonder why she cuts class to practice soccer when it rains. I want to ask her that one day.
I continue watching as she controls the ball diligently with her feet. The scene before me is much more intriguing than this History class. Jessica is so focused every time I see her on the field. She’s so captivated by the ball that moves between her two feet…as I am with her. Every move she makes is so fierce, yet so elegant. I wonder how that is even possible.
After she runs out of sight, I direct my attention back towards the front of the class. My eyes roam and they stop at the blonde’s empty desk. It makes perfect sense now- why she moved to the front; it is easier to leave unnoticed. Come to think about it, Jessica doesn’t completely skip class. She comes in, the teacher takes role, and then she sneaks out.
I have always wondered why she had decided to move to the front all of a sudden.
Wednesday
I’m on my way to the soccer field when I almost walk pass the gym. I stop after noticing a white paper that is taped to the gym’s doors.
‘All gyms will be closed for two months for remodeling purposes. We apologize for the inconvenience.’
I guess the volleyball team will be sharing the fields with us for quite some time- one and a half month to be exact.
When I arrive at the field, my heart almost stops beating when my eyes catch Yuri talking to Tiffany. What is that idiot up to now? Probably nothing good.
Tiffany turns towards me, shoots a smile, and walks back to her team.
I exhale loudly through my nose.
“What were you guys talking about?”
“Just some stuff…you know stuff.” I do not like that mischievous glint in Yuri’s eyes.
I am just about to wipe the stupid grin off her face when I see Tiffany and her team making their way towards our field.
“What are you up to?” I ask through my gritted teeth. Yuri knows. She knows that when I’m around Tiffany my left becomes right and up becomes down.
How frustrating!
Thursday
It’s finally Thursday! I’m happy, yet sad. I’m happy that it’s finally the end of the week (no school tomorrow because we have a holiday) so I get to have some rest. Sad because-I don't know why I feel sad. I just am.
Let’s see: on weekdays I have to study, I have homework, I have volleyball practice, I see Taeyeon, I see Jessica, and I have some resting time. On the weekends I have to study, I have homework, I have volleyball practice, I see Taeyeon, and I have some resting time.
What is missing?
Ahh…I see.
Friday
Great! I continue to think about Tiffany. Thinking about someone too much at a certain point gets unhealthy, right? Well I think I’m very close to that point. I can not stop thinking about her.
Our two teams had completed drills together on Wednesday, and I had felt my stomach go numb every time Tiffany and I had the slightest bit of skin contact. Guess whose genius idea it was? Correct! Yuri’s. I swear I would’ve torn her head off a million times by now if she wasn’t my childhood friend.
Ugh.
Please tell me she isn’t up to anything.
Saturday
What should I get for her?!
Sunday
Yuri ends practice early today. That’s really strange because Yuri never ends practice early. She is acting so suspicious.
I sit down on the bench and take off my soccer cleats. The sun is shining brightly in my face as I tie my cleats together. That is until a person shadows over me and successfully blocks the blinding sun from my view.
“Here you go!” Tiffany holds out a small box in front of me. I crease my eyebrows together in confusion. Why is she handing me such a nicely wrapped box?
“Tiffany? What is this for?” She looks at me quite dumbfounded.
“Happy birthday! Yuree told me the other day that today is your birthday. It’s just a little gift for completing the drills with me. I had lots of fun.” She smiles her signature smile and I can’t help but to smile along with her.
She said she had fun. Lots of fun.
“Well have fun doing whatever you’re planning on doing. See you tomorrow, Jessi!” Tiffany turns on her heels and begins to walk away.
Jessi?
I stand up and grab Tiffany’s hand on impulse. Oops.
“T-Tiffany, I uh, I kind of don’t have any plans.” It isn’t a lie. The fact that my birthday is today totally slipped my mind. I had so many assignments to complete and so many tests to study for now that the third marking quarter is coming to an end. But oh dear Saint Patrick why did I just do that?! Why did I grab her wrist?
Tiffany smiles at me.
“You’re of legal age, right?”
“Yeah.” I nod.
“Let’s go clubbing.”
“But aren’t you younger than me?” How did I even know that? She just seems younger than me. I swear I’m not a stalker.
“That’s what fake ID’s are for. Silly you!”
TBC
Part 2: http://moiraiz.livejournal.com/2225.html