It has already been two years since we've been together. The media and press caught up with the news so quickly. I threw the newspaper on the table. Wonho and I got into a huge argument which lasted for three whole weeks that I started to wonder whether the fight would continue for a year. I thought, exaggerating.
I settled inside a cafe shop and ordered my food. While waiting, I took my phone out and stared at it. The text sent by Wonho was "We're done."
That's the last message he sent. "It's done."
"Those pesky rumors all because of a "spoilt behaviour" as Wonho had described. Just like that we ended our relationship." Despite this, he moved on really quickly.
In the first week of February, having no idea of newcomers. I went up to the design company to find my now ex-boyfriend to talk things out. Out of habit, I barged in and demanded whatever I wanted from those workers. I must have made a big fuss around because then, a plain common girl came up to me and told me not to be so rude. I suspect that she must be new. I feel myself boil. "Who is she, talking to me like that. Does she even know who I am?" I glared at her furiously with impatience, giving her the death stare. Still, no sign of him around. Finally I decided to turn around and find him somewhere else instead.
I made sure to catch him if he came so I waited in the car. After hours of waiting, I saw his red sports car parked right outside the building. I, too, got out of the car in time to catch him. "Wonho. Wait!" I called out. He turned around and his face was suddenly stern and unhappy. "What was that text about?" He knew exactly what I was talking about but said nothing. I pushed further and said, "You can't be over me. Not when we're this close." He finally spoke up in a frustrating voice. "Maybe I did not make myself clear in the text." "We're done, Ivy." "I can't be with you any longer. Or I might explode." He held his breath. "This is me talking to you." He then motioned and said "Now if you don't mind, I need to go."
Just like that, he left.
A month passed and two weeks is how I started to realise what the motive really was. The company I modelled for is preparing for a fashion show event. At noon, when all the invited guests, famous celebrities as well as the guest of honor who happens to be Wonho arrived. They went through the red carpet, as usual.
That's when I know how I despised that new girl. They probably met before and now Wonho is being nice to her rather than to me. I saw them talking and thought of her the worst out of jealousy. I tried to catch his attention ever since. After the fashion runway has been walked, it was to host the after party. I tried my best by clinging to him when I could but Wonho keeps breaking free of my grasp. I felt the need to make the new girl face the other way. And when she was called to go, I happily struck up a few conversations among the popular.
It was during these moments, a plan struck me. I had thought of the most evil plan I've ever thought about. Everyone went home after the party feeling tired and sore all over. I got back home and searched the web for a face surgery. Because of past rumors, my fame and popularity was not what I had expected at all.
It was Saturday tomorrow, I thought to myself as I looked at the big wardrobes of expensive clothes and a whole rack of designer shoes. "I think it's time to go for a shopping spree tomorrow." I took the night to clear out the hundred of clothes and shoes from the closet and threw the still wearable old things aside. That was the plan. To start new again.
Bright and early the next day I went shopping for shoes and clothes at my favourite clothes shop. In just a few hours inside the mall, I've tried on more than I could count shoes and bought them in one go. The bags were so heavy that I had to find a shopping cart to put them in to free my hands. I turned into a left corner where you could see a big building filled with pretty and trendy clothes. I went in with delight and went to the accessories section where I saw trendy shades of sunglasses, bags, shoes, and more. "All the glamour is just perfect." I thought to myself and smiled. I randomly took a blue shade off the rack and tried it on. Then I took a few bags with holographic effects in them. (Which looks stunning.) I even got to different sizes of beach bags for the occasion. "Well, I might come in prepared" I thought. "This could come in handy. Fashion-wise."
After looking through the accessories section, I went to the beauty section to try out their latest beauty product and even got to pick out my favourites as well. Then finally, I went to the clothes section and picked out a few clothes from, tops, dresses, pants, sweaters and came to the changing room. However, looking at the huge line of shoppers also trying out their new clothes, this dampened my mood. I tried to take the short way and cut the queue. I asked the lady to let me in first but was rejected. "I'm sorry, miss. But there is still a very long line of customers waiting for their turn too. It will be appreciated if you could go to the back of the line."
Frustrated and annoyed, I thought that this is the worst day and that unable to hold back my anger, I threw the clothes I picked out in spitefulness and was escorted yet again by the manager of the shop. "Just great!" I then stepped out of the shop unhappy. In my fast paced emotion swipe, I did not notice the people who witnessed this were filled with shock.
Right now, at present. I became that goody girl's rival.