SH Ch 2

-Jay Park-

[[The Base- se7en's Basement]]

                                                                          

The boys and I were chilling down at se7en’s crib in his basement, today I was telling them about the girl I ran into at Express.

                “So she has the voice of an angel huh?” se7en said siting back into the lounge chair.

                “Yeah, I think she has real potential, I really want to help her out,” I replied.

                Hyunjoong smirked, “Hope you didn’t scare her off,” he said cooly.

                I frowned; Hyunjoong always makes little smart ass comments despite his cool attitude, “oh shut up, I pretty much made her day; I’m sure she’ll call,” I said.

                “Well if she DOES call, bring her down to the studio and we can get her started,” Said se7en.

                “Well of course,” I said, “I can’t wait for you all to hear her!”

                “You sure do light up when you speak about this girl,” Hyunjoong noticed, “you sure this isn’t a love interest?”

                I raised an eyebrow, “Huh? No.  I’m just interested in her singing talent.”

                Hyunjoong chuckled, “I’m just fucking with you,”

                Se7en sat up then asked if I even knew the girl’s name. Then I realized I didn’t even get her name. Seven just grinned and shook his head, “Can’t be forgetting the basics now,”

                “Well, when she call I’ll get her name,” I said.

                “IF she calls,” Hyunjoong smirked.

                I playfully punched him in the arm, “Shut up,”

                “Well, on to another topic,” Se7en spoke up, “How’s that ex Hana of yours Hyunjoong?”

                His smile went away and this dark look came to him at the thought of the name, “Why do you have to bring HER up…” he said coldly.

                “She recently came hot down in Seoul with a new single,”

                “And?” he crossed his arms.

                “I know it’s been some months since the big break up,” he said becoming more serious, “I just want to comment that to not think to about it because I’m sure she probably got the big head, and she doesn’t deserve you,”

                He stood up, looked at him and glared, “as if I didn’t know that already,” the headed to the stairs, “I’m going to be bathroom,”

                Se7en and I just sat in silence for a minute; it began to feel awkward, “Why did you have to bring up Hana,” I said.

                He shrugged, “I know it was random and out of nowhere, but I know with her success I can tell it bothers him. Because remember they said they would do duets together,”

                “Oh yeah,” I said remembering, “he really liked her to,”

                After thirty minutes or so se7en stood up and turned the flat screen off, “I guess Hyunjoong left, which I already knew.”

                “Yeah he always sticks with the bathroom excuse,”

                I sighed, “I think you pissed him off man,”

                “Yeah, I know. But I wanted to tell him but I could never get the right moment to tell ‘em”

                I looked at the clock on my phone; it was almost ten o’ clock, so I decided to head out back to my own place. I told se7en I’d see him later and left.

                                                              [[Jay's Condo]]

                                                            

I unlocked the door to my house and flopped myself onto the couch, I felt so drained even though I didn’t really do anything all day. I gave a sigh of relief for being back home, then picked up the remote.

                Guess I’ll watch some TV tonight.

As I watched TV, my cell began to ring, slightly startled I picked it up and looked at the screen. It was an unknown number.

-Naomi-

                                                   

                I nervously looked at the card Jay gave to me, debating if it was too late to call him. Or to call him at all. I sighed and stared at the screen of my phone.

                Ok, I can do this… just be casual… I thought to myself.

                I gave one deep inhale and exhale and carefully typed the number onto the screen; my fingers began to shake as I got closer to the end. I paused before I hit the green button to confirm the call. My heart began beat faster and it began to ring, it felt like hours but it only took minutes before I could hear his smooth voice.

                “Hello?” he answered.

                I almost chocked up for a second but I contained myself, “Hi, Um, its Naomi… From Express, I dunno if you remember—”

                “Oh, yeah I remember you,” he said, “How could I not?”

                I smiled, “oh ok, I hope I didn’t call at a bad time,”

                “No way, you’re fine; I actually couldn’t wait for your call actually,” he gave a lil laugh, it was kind of cute.

                “Aw, well I hope I didn’t make you wait too long,” I laughed.

                “Nah, you cool,” he insured, “So, about your music, are you free tomorrow?”

                “Yup,”

                “Cool, Cool, well if you don’t mind I can pick you up or you can meet me at the studio ‘round 5 30ish or so. Whichever you feel more comfortable with.”

                Wow, so soon. I mean, I WAS free tomorrow but then I thought about what Nicole had said on being more careful. So I told him I’d meet him there.

                “Cool! I’ll text you the directions,”

                His voice has so smooth and pleasing to hear, I could listen to him talk all day if I could, “Alright, see you tomorrow around 5:30 then,”

                I gave another exhale as if I was holding my breath the whole time.

                I’m actually going to meet him again, and be in a STUDIO

                I laid back into my bed; I pinched myself hoping I wasn’t dreaming.