| Fan Fiction |
by Isa
the following morning, holding a piece of paper. The
five members looked completely bewildered and stopped
dancing. She thrust a paper at Key, who looked confused.
He opened it. "What is it?" He asked. "A poem Isa
unni wrote and it doesn't look too good. OTTOKE?!!"
Vanessa shrieked. "This emotionally unstable thing
Key mentioned must rub off on friends too." Jonghyun
muttered. Vanessa turned to him, with a death glare.
He remained silent, and took a step back. She faced Key
again, tapping her foot impatiently, as Key read
the poem.
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Torn
I feel one way, I feel another way
I need love, I really don’t
It’s just one of those days, I can’t find the words to say
I need someone, admitting it out loud I won’t
Seems so easy right?
Love in the movies, all the dramas
Someone calls you up at night
To help get rid of your trauma
Have you ever felt torn?
Wanted something so badly
But felt it was so out of reach
Wanted to feel safe and warm
Someone who says “you have me”
A love to call your own
Someone to think of you constantly
Sometimes I think I’ll give up on love
Who needs it anyway?
Being independent is enough
Everything else is cliché
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But I know that I truly need someone
And it’s just hard for me to admit it
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After he finished reading the paper. He glanced
back up at her. "See what you did?!" She said.
Taemin cringed and stepped behind Minho. Key scoffed
at her. "Mwoh?! You're blaming me?! She's making progress
in writing this!" He pointed out. "How?! She seems
even more depressed than before!" She pointed out.
Key sighed. "Look. It might seem like that, but
she's venting, which is a good step." He explained.
Vanessa's frantic state, started to calm down slowly.
"You have me? That sounds familiar. Oh wait, yeah. That's
what I said on our radio show." Minho commented out loud,
filling the silence. Vanessa turned to Minho then back
at Key. "NOW YOU MADE HER A PLAGIARIST?!" She shrieked.
Key sighed again. "Woah. Wait stop blaming me. It's just
a coincidence she wrote that one part. Your friend needs
time. She'll be fine." He tried to say reassuringly.
"Um, we're just going to go out for a moment." Onew said,
and quickly stepped outside, along with Minho, Taemin
and Jonghyun. Vanessa stood in front of Key, with
her arms folded. "Do you need some water or something?"
He offered, uncertain. She sighed nodding. He went over to
the water machine and got her a cup of water. "Thanks"
She said, having calmed down a little bit. He nodded
and they sat down at the couch. "Sorry about that."
She said. "It's okay, I'd be freaking out too if one
of my friends was in the state your friend is in." He
said. She glanced at him. "No offense." He added.
She nodded. "So, you think there's still hope for her?"
She asked him. "I think so. She just has to start
thinking more optomistically. And realize that just
because her parents ended up poorly, doesn't mean that
she will." He explained. She glanced at him again,
surprise on her face. "What?' He said. "It's just,
I never knew you could be kind of wise at times." She
said. "Hey. What's that supposed to mean?" He said.
She laughed lightly, shaking her hands out in front
of her. "Not like in a bad way. But it is a bit
surprising." She said. He nodded.
"Rock your body, rock your body, shake it, shake it,
shake it, shake it...nomu nomu jo ah..." Vanessa's phone
rang, as Rock U by Kara played. She smiled sheepishly
picking up her phone. "Hello? Oh yeah. Um, okay. Bye."
She said. "I have to get home. It was nice talking
to you." She said. Key nodded giving her a small smile
and she would have melted onto the hardwood right there.
She smiled back, leaving the studio nonchalantly. When
she opened the door, Onew, Taemin, Jonghyun, and even
Minho came toppling into the studio. She glanced at
them funny, excusing herself and left the room.
Key glanced at his members questioningly. They all got
up, smiling sheepishly. "Ehe." Taemin said cutely.
"Aigoo my son." Key said. "Let's get back to practice!"
Onew suggested, and almost tripped over the stereo
cord. While Key shook his head, getting up from the
couch.
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Isabel Santos Copyright 2009
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