[M] Sharing the Table (1/1)

chapter twelve: sharing the table.chapter twelve: sharing the table.[ something booby ] It’s been two weeks. The freaks had been learning some Korean words necessary for conversional purposes, they were still receiving dirty stares from other students though. Luhan was still on his search for the girl with the biggest boobs. Kai, on the other hand, was still on his way of getting along with Krystal (because she was clearly the only freak he wasn’t that close to and she was too bitchy towards him, he didn’t know why). Kris was still trying to play it cool with some girls irresistibly cooing over him even if he was a member of the “alien gang” (because he was just a “good kind of alien” for the girls, he looks Western after all, like, the American-Western-kind-of-handsomeness looks, and that was kinda cool for them). And, lastly, Amber was still trying her best to ignore Himchan’s text massages which was really harder than creating Mount Olympus because that bully tends to send, like, literally 50 messages per day. Just do some calculations and imagine that. What was getting to her nerves even more was the fact that Krystal, who was suppose to be the one suffering, was clearly not doing anything to save her from the mess she had created herself. She even seemed to be enjoying (and was getting giddy all over it), actually. That freakhead was one heck of a hopeless romantic psychopath. “Are you texting him back?” Kris asked for the nth time. “No,” Amber answered obviously, as if it was the most ridiculous question there is. “God, Kris, if you are so damn coward to not check Amber out then let other guys check on her. You are so darn frustrating. Getting jealous when you shouldn’t,” Krystal flipped her hair lightly. “For your damn information, Krystal Jung, I’ve been checking out Amber for quite awhile now. You, on the other hand, are the only one who’s not turning me on, not even once, princess.” Amber stealthily put her head down to hide the flush. But Luhan joined the insult with a hard, “It’s because she’s flat.” Krystal heard bells ringing at the back of her head with that. She didn’t have the biggest, grope-worthy boobs but she was clearly not flat. She knew it. “Am not!” “Yes you are. Amber’s boobs are better.” “Wow. You are checking hers out?” “You are not fanaticizing over her boobs, Luhan,” Kris g