《Fuckgirl ✓》08
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Chaewon POV
“Chuu, you annoying little penguin,” Yves exclaimed. “Where are you?” She let out a low growl. “I should've stuck with Jinsoul. Even she doesn't give me this much trouble.”
I probably should've been helping Yves find out where the crazy person she was partially in love with ran off too but mind was more focused on Hyejoo and Yerim. I had to stop them! In other words Hyejoo want me even more than she already did.
“Where'd you two go?” My eyes scanned the mall when I spotted a familiar smile. Hyejoo! And she was inside Victoria Secret... with Yerim. “Ugh that sneaky witch! Come on Yeeyee!”
“Don't call me that.”
“Whatever.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her behind a clothing rack. “Yerim is so lame for taking Hyejoo here.”
“You mean her girlfriend? Wow!” Yves exclaimed, her voice laced with sarcasm. “What a shocker!”
“I don't need your shit right now hag,” I snapped.
“What are you guys doing?”
I let out a small scream then realized it was only Dahyun, one of Jiwoo’s close friends, crouched down behind them.
“We're spying on Chaewon’s lover girl,” Yves answered.
“My fuck girl,” I corrected.
“I want to help,” Dahyun beamed. “Do we have undercover names? I'm Dubu.”
Yves gave her a look that said she was idiotic. “That's your rap name.” Under her breath she added. “Even though you can't really rap.”
“I'm better than you,” Dahyun said with distaste.
“And Chaeyoung is better than you. Your point.”
“Can you two be quiet?” I whispered loud.
I rolled my eyes as they went back and forth and turned my focus back to Hyejoo who was of course more intrigued by the pictures of the models than anything else. Then from the corner of my eye I saw exactly who we had been looking for.
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“Guys.”
“I dress better than you.”
“You dress like you're five.”
“Does it ever get cold living in Chaeyoung’s shadow?”
“No, it's about the same temperature as when you're standing in LE, Suga and Moonbyul...”
“Guys!”
They both finally paid enough attention to me for me to tell them. “I've found Chuu. She's talking to Yerim.”
We all peered over the clothing rack to get a better view of Jiwoo who was leaning her body uncomfortably close to her.
“What she's doing?” Dahyun wondered out loud. “It's almost like she's acting like she's wearing a wire.”
“Oh no,” Yves and I groaned.
Chuu’s POV
“So what do you like about Hyejoo?”
Like any good spy I secured my phone to my chest to some hardcore investigation. Don't ask how I got it there. Top secret information.
“Well I think she's nice, funny, stylish, she compliments me all the time--”
“Interesting,” I cut her off. “What does she like and dislike? Oh what does she like in a girl?” Damn shirt. I casually leaned a bit closer to catch the answer.
“Well which one do you want me to answer?”
“The last one,” I decided.
“Well besides looks she really like girls who can make her laugh.”
“Funny. Got it. Mentally noted.”
“She likes girls who have style. Sexy is great but she says the cute look can be nice.”
“Cute but sexy is greater. Noted.”
“Umm...” Yerim thought for a moment. Come on. I can't run out of intel.“Oh! she loves it when girls do that glance then look away thing. Hair flips are nice.”
“Romantic glance and look away. Flawless hair flips. Noted.”
Yerim face me that suspicous look which made me extremely nervous. A great spy never gets their cover blown and if I do it means certain death. For her. A great spy never leaves witnesses behind.
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“Why do you have a sudden interest in Hyejoo?” she asked.
“She seems like interesting person,” I smoothly replied.
She tilted her head. “What about me? Am I not an interesting person?”
Oh crap she's on to me. Time to make a quick escape. “I just realized that I left my shower in at home and forgot to feed my... llama.”
“Your llama?” It was clear she didn't believe a word I was saying even though I was clearly an amazing liar.
“Yep. His name is Issa and he's most likely dying of starvation right now. Bye!” I scurried out of the store to avoid being questioned any further.
Way to go, Chuu. You're smooth AF.
“Chuu!” I turned around to be ambushed by Yves, Chaewon and Dubu. Chaewon popped my forehead. “What were you thinking running off like that and talking to Yerim? You don't talk to the person you're spying on.”
“If I hadn't talked to her, I wouldn't have gathered enough evidence to make Hyejoo like you a bit more.”
“You did?” I nodded. Chaewon squealed and pull me into a big hug. “Thank you! Aww you might not be as much as an idiot as I thought.”
“Thanks!” It had to have been nicest thing Chaewon said to me. “And the best part is Hyejoo won't know.”
Hyejoo’s POV
Oh I know about their bad attempt as spying. It's basic knowledge that if a person is going to spy, then they have to be quite and be good at looking over stuff.
Plus, it was my idea to go to Victoria Secret. I saw Jiwoo run in to try to hide from us and knew she would do some ‘hardcore investigation’. That meant I got to get the joy out of Chaewon trying to impress me and Yerim wearing lingerie.
A win-win situation for me.
Another bonus was I got to stare at the models pictured around the store. So technically it was a win-win-win situation.
Oh how it feels good to be a fuck girl.
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