My Disguise

A Story by Misa

she's the one in the mascots. he's the hottest thing on campus. will miscommunication ruin their chance at love or will it end up different all together?

My Disguise
When you are in a disguise, you can be anyone you want. That’s how I see it whenever I put on the school mascot or my work’s mascot outfit. I go to school at Jefferson High School in Pittsburg, Pennsylvania and I work at Chicken Taco. At school, I wear the bear mascot. And I love it. well, rather i have grown to love it. a long time ago i was made fun of because of the way i look with frizzy red hair, blue eyes, my height and being slightly overweight. when i was asked to be the mascot, i took it. i didn’t realize that back then, but being a mascot was my way of escape from the reality of life.
My name is Jenna Norwan. I’m eighteen, a senior, and ready to leave this high school life far, far behind. I like being a mascot. It's a disguise where no one can point at me and laugh when I act silly or any other way that I'm not "supposed" to act. No one at my school knows that I'm the mascot. I make sure they don't know, because this is my secret, and I'd do anything to keep it that way.
“Jenna!”
The person who just yelled my name is Shim Changmin, a basketball star within this school of mine. Don’t get distracted by how beautiful he looks as he is downright beautiful, smart and oozes sex appeal- this boy is the antithesis of me. Ever since we started going to this school- as we are in the same class- he has either ignored me out right or blackmails me into doing something I really don’t want to do.
“Yes?” I reply pulling my back pack onto my back, grabbing a armload of papers and turning to head toward class. Changmin ran to catch up with me.
“I need your English homework. I forgot to read the assignment.”
“Here,” I said handing him a piece of paper with his name already printed at the top. “It’s already done.”
“Amazing. Your secret is safe once again,” he said quietly before moving on rather quickly to meet up with some of the hotter chicks of the school.
“Ha. Ha,” I said sarcastically. He knows that I wear ‘granny panties’ due to the fact that he raided the girl’s bathroom one day during gym class. He didn’t get caught either, but when he blackmails me for English homework, that’s the blackmail secret. Since we have exactly four classes- English, Science, History, and Home Ec.- together, he actually has four secrets to blackmail me with for homework assignments for him. How ironic-right? They’re not big, super, earth shattering secrets, but rather ones that can ruin my nonexistent social life. I don’t care about them, but it keeps me off the radar, so it’s more advantageous to do so then not.
I walked into class and placed my homework- with varying differences of course; it would be bad to get caught- on the edge of the teacher’s desk with everyone else’s. I sat down in my seat (middle row, fourth seat back), my existence barely making a bump with anyone here.
“We’re going to beat Mitchell’s asses tonight,” screamed someone in the hallway chorused by yells, cheers, whoops, and quickly followed by the thundering of feet as the entire football team ran down the hallway. Almost immediately I mentally went over what I needed to do to be able to get the mascot costume on and be out there without anyone realizing it was me. Ah, football season; then basketball; and everything in between. My phone vibrated and I took it out of my pocket discreetly and flipped it open. Chicken Taco flashed on the screen.
In costume this afternoon 4 to 6, then you go off to school for the game 
I rolled my eyes at my boss’ weird text messages as I replied with an ‘okay’ before deleting it. Phones get taken here easily- hence I have a bunch of charms on mine- and I don’t take any chances. I put my phone away and leaned against the back of my chair. This was going to be a very long day.

I was at work, in costume, at exactly four o’clock.
“Your samples to hand out,” said my boss, Frank, with a big cheesy grin that matched the cheesy hat on his head, handing me a platter of mini chicken tacos. I nodded, moving my chicken head in response, and taking the platter. It will be immediately discarded while I go crazy in my disguise.
Once outside, I put the platter to the side and ran out to the sidewalks edge. Then I go crazy. I dance, play with kids that walk by, dance around the adults, make fun of teenagers. Basically- I am crazy, yet free. All at the same time. It might help the store, but I really don’t care. I’m having the time of my life.
At six, I went back inside, changed and ran for the school. I had a fifteen minute window to make it ten blocks, into costume and be ready to rock. I know that tonight- I’m seriously going to smell like s**t.

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I made it through football season just fine. Changmin doesn’t show up very much because he’s not really into football. It’s basketball that I have to watch out for. He’s one of the star players. My senior year is passing just like any other and for that I am very happy. I get to get out of here like I am in life- without even a small ripple.
Then it all went to s**t.
It was a normal day. Got caught by Changmin in the hallway, gave up homework, had classes, ecteria. It was fine- until I got to work. Work was in complete chaos, so had to forgo the costume for an apron. While I was working, a very familiar group walked into the restaurant. I was putting tacos into a bag for the drive thru when I looked up to see Changmin and his two friends at the counter.
“Oh no,” I whispered ducking down behind a counter. I moved to where I would be fairly out of sight. “Here; This is for the window. I’ll take over here,” I said switching with a co worker. Moving several holding containers, I got a clear view of Changmin at the counter. I let out a deep breath when he moved away, having gotten his food.
“You okay,” asked another one of my co workers.
“Yeah. Just a classmate of mine.”
“Who?”
“The Asian guy that was just up there,” I replied. The rush was slowing down considerably, so I started to just restock all the ingredients (which are all frozen, by the way.) and clean up.
“Oh…He’s hot.”
“Yeah. And school is a dream,” I said sarcastically, throwing a piece of chicken at her. We laughed and I moved away from my hidden spot, now more comfortable that he is gone….or so I thought.
I walked out of Chicken Taco two minutes before ten, locking the door behind me (I’ve been here for so long, I actually have keys. How sad is that.). I was about to turn to go home, when someone I did not want to see stepped out of the shadows.
“Well, now I know where you work.”

“So,” I said, trying to keep my cool.

“Now what am I going to do with you,” said Changmin walking around me as if I was the prey and he the predator. “Hey, in this light, you actually look fairly decent.”
I snapped- almost audibly too.
“You know what…” I said, coming up close to him- actually standing up to him which i find hard because he has a few inches on me. “F**k you.”
And with that, I walked away. I walked all the way home, but it wasn’t until I was in my room, with my door closed and my face buried in my pillow, that I let out a scream of absolute frustration- and panic. I was in for it tomorrow.

I was right. The next day, I walked in- avoiding everyone that I knew to avoid- and went straight to my locker.
“Oh, Jenna.”
I nearly screamed…it turned out as a low hiss.
“Oh, Jenna, we have something to discuss,” said Changmin taking my arm and leading me to a fairly private area. The people we passed let out ‘what’s happening’ and ‘what does he have to do with the freak?’ . Thank you…I get the point. I almost wanted to turn around and bow to them, but his hand on my arm is making it difficult.
“What?” I sighed when we reached an empty classroom and he had closed the door behind me.
“Now, if you don’t want everyone to know that you work at Chicken Taco…” Now to clarify- if you work at Chicken Taco or any fast food gross store, that is an automatic death sentence and butt of all jokes thing. “You are going to let me hug you.”
“Um…” I said, thinking that it would be just one hug, right now. Then he opened his mouth again.
“Every day. Whenever I want to.”
“What!”
“Or I’m going to announce it on the intercom during homeroom.”
“Uh…” I see no way around this. During homeroom is when the entire school population is at school. I give up. He has me in a corner. “Fine.”
“Good,” he said leaving. I followed him at a more…slower pace. I’m one of those people who just go with the flow. Maybe that’s why he blackmails me. I tend to be very complacent and can be manipulated. It’s probably why. Me- I must have a big target painted on my back with a note underneath saying ‘bully me. I’m easy’.
I was about to walk into history class when suddenly I was pulled against a rather strong chest with nice arms around me. I just froze and let Changmin hug me. It registered in my brain for exactly three point five seconds until it all went down to five words, that I like his hugs; they are nice. Then my brain fried. He let me go, but I just stood there.
“Changmin, I think you put her into shock,” said a hot chick.
“Jenna. Sit down,” said the history teacher coming in behind me and snapping me out of my trance. I sat down, trying to ignore the snickers and barely contained laughter. The three words that were going through my head for that time was ‘oh, this is not good’. This is not going to be good for my heart.
March came- and with it was top basketball season. My schedule became fairly routine. Go to school, go to work and be mascot for two hours, then run back to school and be mascot there for four to five hours. I like basketball better than football, but shh, don’t tell anyone because they might misunderstand. And trust me, I don’t want any more than I already have.
And just like he said, Changmin gave me hugs- even when he didn’t even realize it was me. In the hallway, during class, after school, in front of people that knew us and people that didn’t know us- basically everywhere at any time. I just learned to close my eyes and stand there and when he let go, walk away quickly. I tried to resist once, but he smiled and merely said.
“I’ll tell everyone. I might even call a radio station and have them say it over the air.”
I let him have an extra long hug for that one. Luckily when he complained that I wasn’t even responding to his hugs and that wasn’t fun, I had a rebuttal.
“You said you would give me hugs, but you didn’t say I had to hug you back.” He frowned and walked away. I grinned and went to class.
That was the first bad thing that went down. It was at the end of March and towards the end of the season (after Spring Break) that it not only went down, but also blew up completely.

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It was a game between us and another school at our gym. I had talked it over with the other mascot (through a white board) that during the half time, we were going to ‘duke it out’. At first we were throwing air punches at each other, goofing off when suddenly the other mascot tackled me to the ground. I felt my ankle twist in an unnatural way before sharp pain hit my brain. I hit the ground, barely managing to keep my mascot head on. The mascot was pulled away by his own and my school’s players. I just laid there.
“Hey…are you okay?” asked Changmin coming into my view with cheerleaders and other people crowding around. I held out my hands to him and let him help me to my feet. The fans cheered and I made my way off of the court, trying to walk normal, but the pain in my ankle making it near impossible. I shook off everyone, including Changmin and all the teachers, and disappeared into the back room to change. I probably needed to go the hospital, but hopefully not because I hate hospitals due to a childhood trauma.
I pulled off the head and put it to the side before lifting my leg and rolling up the costume leg before pulling off my sock. My ankle was starting to swell.
“F*****g fantastic,” I muttered making my way over to the first aid kit. I brought it back with me to the bench and started wrapping my ankle tightly. I had to finish the game and if we win, I have to do the after party too.
“Hey…oh.” I turned to see Changmin standing in the doorway. There was no way of making it more obvious that the mascot was me, unless maybe I took off the head in his presence. I turned away and finished wrapping up my ankle. “Are you kidding me?”
“Go away,” I replied putting my sock back on and then the foot. I threw back two Aleve for the swelling and pain.
“Okay,” he replied.
I saw the smile before he left. The blackmail smile. I whimpered in pain as the Aleve hadn’t kicked in yet and I had to walk a little. I know that it’s not broken or I torn anything- just sprained it really well. I picked up my mascot head and put it on before racing out, riling up the crowd again. I didn’t see the other mascot for the rest of the night.
We won. When we did, everyone- me heading it all- ran out onto the floor and surrounded the team. Changmin grabbed me for a very big hug, literally picking me off of the floor. The immediate pain relief was amazing, but my mind was on the fact that Changmin was still hugging me.
“Put me down now,” I said to him. He put me down to congratulate the other team members and receive praise himself, but he didn’t let go of my arm. When we were all to leave the gym- most leaving to go home, the rest to the party- Changmin pulled me onto his back and carried me into the locker room. I’ve been in here plenty of times to pump the boys up before games, cheer them up after they lost, celebrate victories, ecteria. I’ve seen them pretty much in all states of dress- or rather undress. Though I have never seen Changmin completely naked and I’m not sure I want to. Seeing his bare chest makes me stumble and getting hugged by him makes me freeze- I’m afraid of what will happen when I see him that way. Thinking about it makes my nose bleed.
I celebrated with all the guys, but kept a distance from Changmin. He cornered me, uncovered one of my hands and dropped two Aleve in my hand.
“Thanks,” I replied softly. Then I saw the smile again.
“We’ll be talking very soon.”
“S**t,” I said. I reached under my head and swallowed the Aleve before waving good bye to them and heading out to get to the party. I hitched a ride with some other seniors heading to the ‘party site’. It was a large field nearly outside of the city, safe and parent approved. A big bonfire was already roaring in the middle of the field and food and drink was already out and flowing. When I arrived, I got everyone pumped up again. When the team got there, I made a wide path from Changmin.
But- like always- he cornered me.
“When are you out of that thing?”
“In about two minutes.”
“Good. I still want to talk to you.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I replied slipping away. I just didn’t tell him that I was returning to the school, but not returning to the party. I changed into my regular clothes, just wanting to get home so I could shower and not smell like sweat and the inside of the mascot- which strangely smells like old cheeseburgers. I made it almost home when he pulled up in a very, very nice car.
“I figured you would fly when you had the chance,” he said pulling to a stop at the curb, shutting down his car and running after me- which was easy as I’m walking really, really slow. It’s interesting having someone run after you- kinda creepy no matter who it is. “Have you been the mascot the entire time?”
“Yes.”
“How about your work? Are you the Chicken?”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to say anything more than yes?”
“Maybe…Go away.”
“Now…what are we going to do about you and this mascot business? You are like a different person in those costumes.”
“Sure.”
“I could tell everyone- at graduation. That would be perfect.”
“No!” I shouted. I gritted my teeth and took another deep breath to control my rising temper. Changmin smiled at me, a glint in his eyes. He was enjoying this way, way too much. “I will do anything you so desire to keep this…this thing quiet.”
“Monday morning at nine, America, the Beautiful Park- you will have my answer to keep my lips sealed. Good night, Jenna,” he said turning and walking away. I made it into the shower before I let out a scream and almost punch a hole in the wall. My parents didn’t even notice- like they never do anyway.

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Nine o’clock sharp, I walked into the America, the Beautiful Park, dreading each step I took. I was wearing my uniform- minus the hat and apron- for work. I started work in an hour and I wanted to get this over as soon as possible.
“Jenna,” said Changmin running up to me.
“Yes,” I replied, sighing heavily. I have not one clue as to what is going on in his head- like I ever do- or what his blackmail plans are. Even the hug one I couldn’t even predict.
“Now, when I said that you will have my answer to keep my lips sealed- I actually meant that. Literally keep my lips sealed.”
I didn’t get it….then I now do.
“Aw…No. Getting hugged by you is bad enough, now I have to be subjected to your kissing?”
“And this time, there are stipulations. You have to respond to me, you have to obey what I tell you to do… oh, and this is more than just kissing. I want it all. Everything.”
I paled. What! Him? With me? True, it would a lot of people’s favorite dream come true, but for me…I don’t know how to start to describe what is going on. I feel like I’m in a nightmare, yet in a complete dream. I’m so going to die by the hands of the queen of the school, Eliene.
“No. This cannot continue, Changmin. I’m sick of this situation.”
“Well, you did say you would do anything, Jenna.”
It’s true. I’m now eating my own words and feeling more than stupid. This is the one secret I seriously want to keep under wraps. If my fellow students found out that I was the Bear and the Chicken for Chicken Taco, I would have to move out of state to get away from the ridicule. My school is cut throat- I tell you- cut throat. I took a deep breath and replied in what I pray is not a stupid choice.
“Fine.”
“All right,” he said with a grin that reached from ear to ear. “Then tonight come to my house. I’ll be waiting.”
“Oh,” I said. He leaned over and pressed his lips against mine. They weren’t soft and mushy, nor was it hard to enough to hurt me. It was perfect. I felt his hands in my hair to cradle my head. Then it just went blank- my brain that is. His lips against mine, his tongue slipping out to touch against my closed lips. I grabbed his shoulders as I lost feeling from the knees down. He pulled back slightly.
“Open your mouth,” he whispered against my lips. I opened them very slightly, but it was enough for him. His tongue slipped past my lips to stroke the inside of my mouth. Our teeth bumped lightly together. My hands moved from his shoulders to his hair, running my hands through it. A small laugh made me freeze, then realize what I was doing. I stepped back, a hand over my mouth.
“Wha…”
“You liked it. Good,” he said, pushing back my hair from my face almost tenderly. I stepped back some more.
“I’ll be at your house after work,” I replied sounding robotic. I turned and walked away. I made it to work barely on time and I worked on automatic. Even when I put the chicken mascot on, I wasn’t even my ‘alter ego’.
“Jenna!”
“Yes,” I said putting the suit away after my shift outside.
“Go home. Something’s up…but I’m not sure what it is, but be back here tomorrow your normal self.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied. Now I had promised that I would go to Changmin’s house…great. This is going to allow him more time to do his black mail thingy. Not good. I grabbed my things and headed for his house. Everyone knew where his house was due to the end of the school year party was held at his parent’s mansion.
I walked up to the front door and knocked. I waited several moments before making a run for it away…but….
“Jenna!”
“Fine,” I said returning to the house. Before I could even walk inside, he had me up against his body and his lips on mine. I jerked in surprise.
“You know…one of the rules. You have to respond to me.”
“Well, if I had some warning,” I replied slipped out of his arms and walking into the house. The only time I’ve been here is when I’m in costume and for parties, so with it being empty- it seemed even more huge than I remember. Changmin closed the door and escorted me upstairs to a back room. It was filled with books, cds- basically a boy’s room done in black and white. He closed and locked the door. I swallowed hard.
“Do you know what we are going to do?”
“Do I have to?” I asked.
“Yes. I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time. I just have to find the right time to get you.”
“What?” I said, but he was not having it at all with talking. He pressed his lips to mine, taking control. A small moan escaped me.
“That’s it. I like it,” he said against my mouth. I couldn’t think straight suddenly. Me? Of all the people he could have in the school- and he can have pretty much anyone including the guys- he picked me? Why am I so special? I pulled back and fell onto the bed. I didn’t even notice that we had moved.
“Wait,” I said as he put his knee between my legs, forcing them apart, and leaning over me. He frowned, but stopped. Then I asked the burning question on my mind: “Why me? I don’t get it.”
“Then don’t. It’s not for you to figure out,” said Changmin. I closed my eyes, my mind fighting with my heart. I could feel his lips upon my skin.
My head won. There will be no one else. There is no one else. I merely a thing to him. This is my one chance- to feel precious by some one that even though I might say I hate, but I am secretly in love with.
I let him take me away. I buried my heart, pain and all. I just wanted this one moment in time. When he fell asleep, I picked up my things from the room and slipped away. I was sore, tired and really wanted a shower. My parents didn’t even notice my presence when I returned home, like they would anyway being the parents that they are. I went up stairs, showered and went to bed, barely remembering to turn my alarm on for school tomorrow.
I woke up when it went off. I changed into clean clothes, feeling a slight left over twinge of pain from the day before, and went to school.
“Jenna,” said Changmin, catching me just inside the school doors. He hugged me and I merely stood there and took it. When he kissed my neck, I subtly ‘reacted’. My heart was gone. I had nothing left anymore. A mere shell where a soul used to be. I wanted to retreat to my disguises and be someone I was not, but even there I couldn’t escape him because even there he knew that it was me. My disguises were supposed to be a place a refuge, but like me, it was just another empty shell. “You left,” he said.
“Merely anticipating your wishes,” I replied stepping by him. I walked to my locker and yanked it open. Per usual- well since Changmin started doing the hugging thing- a pile of hate mail waited for me. I picked it up and disposed of it without even bothering to open a single letter. It’s definitely not what I need right now.
“That was not even remotely close to what I wished for.”
“Hmmm,” I replied non committal. Changmin shrugged and walked away.
Once he had left, the queen on this hodshod school walked up to me.
“You...filth. Who are you to take my place at his side? that is my place. You best to remember that or else you might find yourself more than just a locker full of letters,” she said, getting close to my face. no one came up to help, each fearing for their own reputation.
“Eliene....” that was Changmin’s voice. i looked over to see him, standing there, looking more mad than i have ever seen him. to tell you the truth, there is more to Changmin than just a pretty face. This isn’t the first time he has defended me. once he defended me two years ago when i was confronted by Eliene back then. Eliene huffed and moved away. “Are you okay, Jenna?”
“I’m fine,” i said turning back to my locker and pulling it open. Changmin touched my shoulder lightly in comfort before leaving me again. i looked over to see the majority of the school giving me death glares.

I stopped, staring at the blank area in the back of my locker. What if… I slammed my locker closed and walked into the office, forgoing homeroom. I had things to discuss with the ladies of the office.

It was at the end of third period when I rejoined the society of my high school. My presence made barely a ripple in the school. This would just make it so much easier. Even before school ended, I was gone. Changmin hugged me at random times, but barely made a move on me (most likely protecting his reputation of not hanging out with the outcasts.). I did not want to get caught again.
I walked into work and told Frank ‘I quit’ right then and there. I handed him my work badge, waved good bye to the girls and left. One thing down, one to go. I walked into my house and handed my mother three pieces of paper.
“I need you to sign these.”
“What are they for?”
“Release forms.”
“Sure,” said my mother, signing them without even bothering to read them. I smiled and left the house. My parents wouldn’t even notice if i shaved my head or became an actual angel of heaven. they tend to be more wrapped up in their own lives to pay attention to mine. whatever got me away from them, they would do so.

I took the bus to a school that was across this fair town and handed them one of the pieces of papers. They smiled, welcoming me warmly, but I merely smiled in return. Then I jumped onto another bus to return to the other school and i need to hand them the last two pieces of paper. They nodded, not even questioning my decision as they cared little about it just like my parents. This is what I wanted and needed to do.

I walked out of Jefferson High School for the very last time. My new life- without Changmin and the worst heartache I’ve ever experienced so far in my eighteen years of life- was beginning. I was now enrolled in McKinley High School, the rival of Jefferson. I would be completing the last few months and graduating with McKinley. A few white lies and much convincing of all the office ladies of both schools, I was able to transfer- a near impossible thing, but I did it.
Now, to understand me just a little more, i come from a lower middle class family with parents who are more busy with their own lives than with me. Jefferson is on the lower side of the city, where as McKinley is more on the higher middle class section of the city. this city is one that flows easily from middle class to lower class to higher class, it doesn’t make much of a difference, but when you meet the people here you can see the difference.

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I walked into McKinley, expecting it to be just like Jefferson, but what I found was something very different. I got my locker number and books from an office lady who smiled at me from ear to ear and was actually happy. At my locker I was greeted by twenty different people- including the kid who was their mascot (an eagle instead of a bear). When I explained what I did at Jefferson, he immediately told me I had his position until the end of the year (which was fine since he’s a sophomore and I’m graduating so it didn’t really matter much.). I grinned, truly smiling for the first time….in a very long time. Two senior girls immediately took me under their wings and showed me the school- Melissa and Mia.

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It was the last game of the season and the ultimate game (though it didn’t count for the season.) between Jefferson and McKinley that was the first time I had returned to Jefferson since I left. I was on the bus, in the eagles outfit minus the head, steeling myself to even walk into the gym.
“You don’t have to go in. We can have Bob take your place,” said Mia. I shook my head.
“No. I have…I need to do this. If I don’t, I never will,” I said before placing the eagle head on and standing up. I started jumping, pumping up the team and the cheerleaders that were on the bus. They ran out, me bringing up the rear. The gym was packed and I ran in, making the McKinley side go freaking nuts with excitement. I made sure my eagle head was securely on before doing a back flip that the cheerleaders taught me. I acted more insane and did more than I usually did when I was with the Jefferson.
During the entire game, I pumped up the crowd, but my eyes were on Changmin. He looked…the same. Still smiling, still sexy, still him. But my heart wasn’t happy like it would when i saw him in the past.
After the game- which we won by three points- I led the team and cheerleaders back to the bus. I was about to step onto the bus when one word made me just stop.
“Jenna.”
I haven’t heard my name said like that in almost two months. I turned around.
“Take off the head. I know it’s you,” said Changmin. I pulled off the head, looking at him, trying so hard not to break down and cry because of all the confusing emotions clouding my brain. “Why did you leave?”
I couldn’t even open my mouth to reply. Melissa grabbed my arm and almost dragged me back onto the bus.
“If you think hard enough, maybe then you will realize what you did to her,” said Mia before following me onto the bus. I sat down, a tear trickling down my face. As we pulled away from the school, I wiped the tear away and let Mia just hold me. I was unaware Changmin saw me wipe away my tears.
When we got to the pizza place for our victory dinner, I was almost back to normal. I laughed and celebrated with everyone. Mia and Melissa watched me closely though- somehow just knowing that I was in a slightly fragile state.
“How are you doing?” asked Mia as she and Melissa walked me home.
“Good…Better. Smell like s**t.” We laughed.
“How was it seeing Changmin again,” asked Melissa.I shrugged.
“It was interesting. I think that it was a good thing. Just one step of getting over him and his bad ways,” I said. When I had met them, I wasn’t going to tell them, but over time the story came out. They helped me by pointing things out to me that i should have seen all along and now helping me get over him.
“You are doing good. See you tomorrow,” said Melissa as she and Mia gave me hugs before we split- they to their own houses and me to mine.

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Graduation came quickly. I walked with my friends of McKinley, but I had to go to Jefferson. Changmin was the Valedictorian and I wanted to know what he was going to say. I wore jeans, a nice top and a hat, blending in with the parents, families and kids of the graduates. I sat in a good spot, merely waiting for something- hopefully nothing- to happen. Changmin’s speech started out just like any other until he was starting to end it.
“…And thank you to the principle of our fair school for letting me end this speech this way. For almost four years, one person was our mascot. She made us all excited for the games, pep rallies and everything in between. She was crazy, but had the biggest smile. She was also the Chicken of Chicken Taco.” There was light laughter from everyone including me. Oh the days. “ I used black mail and ways to try to worm myself under her skin and into her heart. She left, leaving the biggest hole in my chest. I know that I used her, didn’t act as if I cherished her, but I want her to know before everyone here, that I cherish her, love her and everything in between. I was blind when she lost the light in her eyes, but when I saw her again and saw that lost light in her eyes once more. I fell in love with her even more. Jenna Norwan, if you are here, I want you to know…I love you and I want you to be with me from this moment on until eternity.”
For a whole minute, there was not one word spoken. The silence broken by the wind rustling gowns and the trees. I held a hand over my mouth, holding back the sob that was choking me. I stood up and did what I automatically wanted to do for the longest time.
I ran.
I ran out and away. i ran up the stairs, past people from my old school to a waiting car. A man that i met at McKinley waited inside for me. I got in.
“Drive, Jaejoong.”
“Hmm? you ready?”
“Yes. I said goodbye. Please go.”
“All right, love,” said Jaejoong leaning over and giving me a sweet kiss on my cheek before putting the car into gear and pulling away from Jefferson High School and the man i actually now hated. Jaejoong knew my past as i had told him and he nearly went over to beat up Changmin, but i was convinced him not to. i have moved on to one of the sweetest men on earth.
now, my love story with Jaejoong is something all together another, but I’ll leave that for another time.
My disguise is now a part of my forgotten past.

The End
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