Happy pancake (The fourth pancake) 5/5

“Come out,” I said, using Sky’s method of dragging her out the crowd. Finally, I turned around to talk to her when we had gotten out.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I yelled, not only so that she could hear, but also so that she could see I was angry.
“What?”
“What do you think you’re doing?” I yelled once again, before realising that the music and screams were too loud. I dragged her outside the hall before talking to her once again.
“Ah! Ah! My arm, it hurts!” she yelped, after being let go.
“What did you think you were doing in there?” I asked, hoping for a good enough answer that would explain why she had lied to me.
“Well, I-”
“-And what practise? What kind of practise is looking at someone else boxing?”
“Raina, please don’t be angry, look-”
“Hannie! Wake up from your dreams! He’s one of those guys! He won’t ever like you whole- heartedly. Trust me, haven’t you learnt from all those other guys you’ve dated?”
“Raina, I’m sorry! But he seems to be sincere.”
"Sincere about what? With you? You haven't even been out with him!"
"Trust me on this one...ok?"
“Alright, alright,” I finally came to agree. The only way to cross a river was to get over it.

Just then, I saw Sky through the window in the door. He gestured at me with his fingers, telling me to come over.
“Hannie, I’ll talk to you later, I need to go and do something first,”
“Ok,” she said, as she opened the door to find sky standing there. Hannie turned around to face me.
“I think he wants to talk to you,” she mouthed through the window.
“I know,” I mouthed back, before waving.
I waited for Sky to come out. He approached me with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand lying downwards to his body.
“You…how are you going to repay me?” was the first words that fell out of his mouth.
“Repay? Repay what?”
“Me…for helping you today,”
“What? No one said that you had to help me.” I asked, confused.
“Do you really think that I just help people? Get in the real world.There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world.”
“But…But you didn’t tell me that before!”
“Yes I did.”
“When?”
I began to rewind back to the time he told me that he knew where Hannie was. That liar.
“You didn’t!” I tried to argue through…though he had the same expression on his face which clearly meant that it hadn’t.
“Meet me at the front reception tomorrow after class.”
“Why?”
“You better not be late,”
“Why don’t I just not turn up ?”
“If you don’t, you’re going to regret it.”
“Why should I meet you?”
“I want you to do something for me.”
“You want me to help you with something?”
“I don’t want help from anybody. I just want you to do something for me.” He said stubbornly, “Don’t you forget,”
And with that, he walked off whilst whistling and swinging his keys in the air.
‘If he wanted help, he could’ve just said so.’

Happy pancake (The fourth pancake) 4/5

“What? I’m not in the mood, okay?” I said, before pushing Sky to the side. Normally, my friends would describe me as an ‘outgoing’ person, but I could turn so moody after a few disappointing situations.

“Wait!” He managed to yell to get my attention just before I was out of his sight, though he hadn’t even turned around to face me, “I know where they are,”
‘What was he talking about?’

I carried on walking, thinking he was talking to someone else. Besides, how would he know where Hannie was? She’s my best friend, and I don’t even know where she had gone. Just then, I felt someone grab my arm.
“Wow…seriously, you really are dumb,”
“What are you doing?”
“I said I know where she is,”
“Get off my arm,”
“Are you not going to ask me where she is?”
“Why would I trust you on that?”
“Look here, I’m telling you I know where she is, isn’t that what you want?”
I smiled in disgust. Who was he to get my trust?
“Fine, if you know, then where is she?”
Suddenly, he began to walk briskly down the corridor which lead to another flight of stairs, whilst tugging my arm. He ran down these stairs, which descended to the P.E department.
“Ow! Ow!” I cried, hoping he would let go of my wrist, but the more I cried, the more he seemed to ignore me.

“Aren’t you going to let go?!”
“Shut up! You’re going to give me a headache!”
Before I knew it, we had reached the corridor which led to the main sports hall. In that room, only tournaments took place after class. And like it sounded one was on at the moment. Loud music pounded through the doors to the rhythm of our footsteps- well more like his since mine was all over the place from being dragged. He pushed the door open with his other hand, and threw me in with the other.
I grabbed my wrist, feeling the pressure from his hand burn into my flesh. I wanted to beat him up, seriously…if only Hannie was here. Then, I saw her. The screaming and cheering made me look up, and that was when I saw her. She stood just below the stage, cheering someone on stage- and that person to me looked like someone I knew. Suddenly I realised.
“That…that guy standing on stage there,” I pointed at him to Sky, “isn’t he your friend,”
“So what? I thought we were here to find your friend, not hook up with people.”
“That wasn’t what I meant!” I responded, though there was absolutely no use talking to someone who wouldn’t listen.

I had to get a closer look. But there was one problem. A huge crowd of crazy fans, especially girls, stood around the stage, blocking my entrance to get to Hannie. I tried screaming above the music to be heard, but I could just not get Hannie’s attention. I sighed, there was only one way.
I began to make my way through the crowd, occasionally nearly being knocked over to my death. I was swayed side to side as I pushed my way through, as well as being yelled at by some girls who said I was “being in the way”. Finally, I managed to get close enough to the front to reach Hannie’s arm. I reached out and grabbed her hard. She turned around, before jumping from the shock of seeing me.
“Raina…what are you doing here?”

Happy pancake (The fourth pancake) 3/5

But all I could think of now was that Hannie was up to something- something she wouldn’t even tell me about…and she tells me everything! Suddenly, she stopped to talk to someone- someone who I did not recognise.

‘Probably an acquaintance,’

I stopped dead there, before slowly shifting to the side where I could lean and not be seen. Tilting my head sideways, I tried to identify the face of the person, but before I could even grab a glance, Hannie turned around. Immediately I ducked, hoping she hadn’t noticed. The crowd of footballers who I was hiding behind looked at me as if I were some kind of creep. I darted a glare at them, hoping that they would quit staring.

‘Please please don’t notice, don’t come this way…’

I looked around, wondering if I should get up and see if they were still talking. But my instincts kept me from doing it and instead, I spent a few minutes waiting. Feeling bored, I looked around at the marble floor that I was kneeling on. Someone must’ve polished it recently because it was so shiny that I could see my own reflection in it. I looked at my watch- it seemed a length of time that would be appropriate for Hannie to have stopped looking around. However-the next thing I saw was something that I immediately regretted once I saw. Sky- out of all people was looking right down at me, a few inches away from my face. I began to wonder how long he had been there for, since I had been looking at the floor all this time.
“Ah finally, I have gotten your attention,” he said, before smirking like he normally does.

“What the hell are you doing?” I said, hoping that he would retreat immediately. However, he didn’t move a single muscle whilst looking right at me. He was so close I could feel his breath tingling on my cold cheeks which soon became warm. My body began to feel sweaty- did someone turn on the heaters?
I gulped, “Hey, if you aren’t going to back off, you’ll have to deal with the consequences…”
“What consequences?” he said, as he began to examine my face. I began to feel uneasy- was there something wrong with me for him to be looking at me so intently? I began to wonder if I had accidently stuck the note (which I had tried to pass to Hannie earlier today) on my forehead. I reached up, stroking the skin under my fringe- but nothing.
“This,” I said, before pushing him so he fell to the ground. It was so easy to make someone who was kneeling fall over. I quickly ran whilst I had the chance.
‘That was close,’

However, as I looked up, Hannie had gone and it was all because of that stupid jerk. Now there was no way that I could find her…damn him…damn him. I sighed, before turning back to head to the directions of the door. So close, and yet so far away.

“Ow!” I shouted, as my head compressed against a hard object. Thinking it must’ve been the exit door, my hand stretched to the left where the button which opened the doors must be. However, nothing was there. Feeling confused, I finally decided to look up.
“Huh?!” I said, before jumping. Suddenly, my mind flashed back to when I was 9 and watching Scooby Doo jump onto Shaggy whenever he saw a monster. I really wish I was Scooby Doo right at that time.
“Did you think you could just get away like that?” He said, before I realised that Sky was supposed to be that door. Seriously, why on earth was someone like him attending our school?

Happy pancake (The fourth pancake) 2/5

"Class, please concentrate, I know that this is the first lesson in the morning and it's hard. I know- I've done it all before. I was a child before- and we’ve all got to learn-but you've got to concentrate. Lots of kids in this world don't have the opportunities that you have, and it would be great if you value the things that you are able to be in hold of,"

As he carried on going on with his lecture, he was too busy to notice what we were doing. I whispered to get my neighbour's attention.
"What?"
"Pass it on!"
"Oh, is that what you were saying earlier? I thought this was a note for me or something. Because you know Valentine’s Day is coming up-"
"Just pass it on!"
"Ok, ok," he muffled, quickly sliding it onto the edge of Hannie's desk, though she didn't even notice. She rested her head on her arms, looking across the room at someone. I turned to face the direction which she was looking at- though I really shouldn't have. There, sat the guy made her words jumble when she was asked a question. The guy who made her hands shake, even when the bus driver just asked for her ticket. I sighed, she was in love, and she definitely was.

How can she fall for a guy like that? - I mean seriously…but at least it wasn’t some Gay man like it was last time… But I guess he was kind of cute…

***

"Hannie, wait, you walking home?" I said, after grabbing her arm because she was rushing, and it would've been unlikely that she would've heard me.
"Oh, Raina, you're here?"
"Yeah- like I always am...waiting for you,"
"Oh, is that so?" she replied. She really did not make a single sense to me at all...
"Yeah, so...are you walking?"
"Erm...no, you go ahead, I'm going to do some practise," she said, smiling whilst biting her bottom lip. She was up to something. I knew it.
"Oh, ok, well, I'll see you tomorrow then," I smiled at her patiently.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow," she said, though it looked like she just repeated what I said. Curiosity filled my mind- I had to see what she was up to. I took my phone from my jacket.

I fumbled at the keypad before eventually getting through to Mike.
"Hello?" I heard Mike's voice speak.
"Mike, it's me. I can't make it today-"
"Why is something up?"
"Yeah, you go ahead- I'll speak to you tomorrow,"
"Hey-"
I hung up the phone before I lost sign of Hannie. Just as I put my phone away, I saw her turn into a corner.
'Right, let's see what you're up to,'

I began to follow her up towards the flight of stairs that led down to the P.E department. Crowds of muddy football players stood around at the corridors, as I made my way through the gaps, occasionally knocking into someone. ‘Sorry’ was all I had time to say- though I would’ve probably said the same even if I did have a lot of time.

Happy pancake (The fourth pancake) 1/5

“You promised your mum that you would get 5 new experienced workers within 2 weeks?! Are you crazy?”
“No,” I said, as I walked to the next isle of books.
“How on earth are you going to do that?” Questioned Hannie, realising that she had caused a scene and even now, the librarian began to stare at her. She awkwardly looked away, picking up a random book from the shelf.

“Well, I’ll give it a shot anyway- it’s the last chance to save Sunny Pancake,” I whispered, before putting a book back between two other ones.
“Wow- you really have gone crazy haven’t you? Is it that guy- what was his name- sk- ski- sky…sky! That’s the one. Wow, he really can be quite cruel to girls can’t he? Did he do anything to you? Are you hurt anywhere?” she asked, placing a hand on my forehead as if to see if I had a fever.
“What is this?” I said whilst looking at her concerned expression. I grabbed her arm and pulled it away from my forehead.

“How am I crazy? You’re the one who still won’t tell your best friend who you’ve been with for the past couple of weeks!”
“Ok, ok. I was wrong, ok?”
“Does that mean you’re going to tell me?”
“No- do you think I’m stupid?”
“Hey!”

***

"What's up with her?" Yen whispered across the table. I turned to look at Hannie, who stared into space, unaware that the teacher had asked her a question.

"Hannie...Miss Yoon?"
"Eh?" She answered quickly, shocked, after realising that she was in class.

"What is the answer to this equation?"
"Equation? Oh...um…I’m not sure…78%?"

"Wrong!" he shouted, slamming a ruler onto the desk frighteningly as he said it, making the whole class jump.

"The answer is 0.051- it's not even supposed to be a percentage. I've given you the easier question and yet you still haven't managed to tell me the correct answer. Now, what does this tell me Miss Yoon?"
"I'm sorry sir,"
" ‘Sorry’ isn’t good enough, 'I will try my hardest next time' is the correct answer to that,"
"Yes, I will try my hardest next time,"

Our maths professor shook his head with disbelief, but he carried on with the lesson. I began to write on a piece of paper, carefully ripping around the edges so it didn't make a loud noise. I passed the note to the person on the left, mouthing to them to pass it to Hannie. He looked confused, holding the piece of paper like I'd just given him a toilet roll.

"Pass it on to Hannie," I mouthed with big gestures. I spotted sir turn his attention to us in the corner of my eye; I turned back to face the front. He looked at the class suspiciously like we were planning a surprise for him.

Hi guys!

Hey guys! How have you been?

I know I said I was going to post a chapter of 'Happy pancake' up every week, but I couldn't this week, because of just a load of things. School, outings and just a whole bunch of stuff. So I apologise. But I will however, try to get the next chapter up soon.
So now, I am currently listening to U-Kiss's 0300, and it is amazing! I love the song. I really like the way the piano and the drums and clapping works with the voices- and the harmonizing gives it that angelic feel.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaPdhZv1qI4

There's the video for those of you who want to listen to it.

Anyway
So I'm waiting for my best day of the week this week. But somehow- there doesn't seem to be one this week. Yeah- I do that- it's sad? Well, what can I say **smug smile**
Ok, I'm just rambling now.
Hope you guys are having a great day!
And what's happened to the weather recently?!
It was sunny yesterday thoughs
Weurd,,,

Raina

Chapter 3 update

Hey guys!
I just decided to add two more parts to chapter 3 of Happy pancake. I just thought it would suit it better! Hope you guys don't mind. I'm hoping that chapter 4 will be posted by next week. I am planning to post a chapter every saturday.

Raina

Happy pancake (The third pancake 10/10)

I waited for her to carry on, hoping she would say something that made sense this time.
“I…I just think I’ve kind of wasted my time on him- you know?” she sighed, as she looked up at the blue sky, as if hoping for a miracle.
“Who was he anyway- this guy who dumped you?”
“mmm,”
“Come on- don’t tell me you’re going to keep this from me,”
She turned away, looking at the ground.
“Hey! Hey! Tell me!”
She carried on looking at the ground, stubbornly refusing to say anything. I stood up and walked over to her.
“Hannie Yoon!” I shouted, causing her to jump. I bent down and looked at her with a serious expression. She looked frightened- even though she was the one who know all the ‘in-defence moves’, Instead, I began tickling her- and she seemed surprised, but laughed down to the ground.
“Raina! Raina- stop it!” she laughed, trying to push me off.
“Not unless you tell me who it is,” I said back.
“Hey, Hey!” she yelled.

Moments later, she gave up and agreed to tell me who it was.
“He’s tall…”
“Yeah…”
“Handsome…”
“Yeah…”
“Dark…”
“Oh, cut the crap and get on with telling me!”
“Ok- but you must promise not to kill me,”
“Ok…”
Suddenly, she darted off, grabbing her bag with her as she leaped across the logs near the pond.
“Hey- Hannie Yoon! Are you not going to tell me?”

Mother- why did I bother wasting my time with her- like she was going to tell me.

***

“I’m back,” I yelled, dumping my bags on the chair next to our shop’s window.
“Oh, you’re back? Raina, sit down,” Mum replied, whilst cleaning the glass cups.

“Erm…ok, did something happen?”

“Yeah, you could say that…” she sighed, putting down the dry cups face down.
“What? What is it? Have our recipes got stolen again?!”
“-No,”
“Did dad gamble all the money away?”
“-No,”
“Are we being chased by loan sharks?”
“-No! Raina, just listen. I haven’t been able to say one word to you yet, and you’re already creating all these stories,”
“Ok, I’m sorry, I’ll listen now,”
“Your uncle’s ill now- and you know that his job was really important in our pancake shop right?”
“Yes,”
“Well, nothing seems to be going right now- there are hardly anymore workers left. We were hanging by a thread of string, even with him here. But now- that string’s broken and we’re falling down a deep dark hole,”
“Wow- that’s dramatic,”
“That’s the point- but let me finish,”

“Ok,”
“Getting back on my point, I don’t think our store can carry on any longer if we don’t find any new employees to work here. We’ve already had a few complaints this week about the service- and we might have to close the store-”

“You can’t do that!” I cried.
The pancake shop my parents owned meant everything to them, and now, I was being told it was all going to go, just by a few words. It seemed unreal, stupid, unfair. I felt angry- no one had the right to take away what we loved doing the most.
“No, no I won’t let you- I’ll find you some workers! I will!”
“Raina, calm down. You’ll still be able to go college and perhaps find another job. But I just don’t think it’ll work. Besides, how likely is it that you’ll find a worker within two weeks from now?”
“It’s possible- I’ll make it possible! But mum, don’t you try discussing your plans with dad until two weeks from now- deal?”
“Fine, deal. But I’m just going to warn you that it’ll only end up with disappointment. We’re going to need 5 more workers- experienced ones.”

“That’s fine with me- you just wait and watch. Sunny Pancake is going to be new and improved.”

***

Happy pancake (The third pancake 9/10)

As I got off the bus, I sprinted across the road, hoping that the old man wouldn’t go anywhere too faraway with my purse. Just then, it began to rain. I took an umbrella from my bag, and opened it. The light raindrops which fell, awakened my senses- it had been quite a while in which it rained. I stretched my arms out towards the air, and a few drops landed on my hand. They were cold, but refreshing. The cold wind bit my flesh. I placed my hands into my pockets to regain back the warmth.
Suddenly, I felt a small vibration on the surface of the skin as I stood at the bus stop, waiting for a bus to take me all the way back. Realising it was my phone; I began to search my pockets. Finally, before the call ended, I quickly answered. I hoped that it was a call from the police station.
“Hello?”
“Raina? Raina…can you please come over?” I heard Hannie’s teary voice ask.
“Why? What happened?” I asked, hoping that nothing bad had happened, “I’m in a hurry right now…”

“Please- it’s kind of important…to me,”
“What is it? Can’t we discuss it on the phone?”
“No- look, it’s fine if you can’t-”

“No, no I will, where are you?”

***

“So…you’re saying that your boyfriend- who I didn’t even know existed-”

“-Raina, look, I’m sorry ok? I just thought you would be mad at me,”
“For what?”
“Cause I promised that we would stay single together this year- didn’t I?”
“Yes, you did- but it’s ok, one of us would have to start a relationship now, right?”
“Really? So you’re not mad at me?”
“For getting a boyfriend behind my back- no…but for being crackers- yes,” I stiffly replied.
“Raina, come on, don’t be mad!” she said, as she took my arm and hugged it. I felt my arm become warm…and wet.
“Hey! Your boggers are getting all other my sleeves!”
“Sorry!” she said, as she immediately released my arm.

“Ah- nothing’s going well today,” I sigh, “I lost my purse,”
“What?! She gasped with hands in front of her mouth, “Have you gone to the police station?”

“No- but let’s solve your problem first since I’m already here,” I began to push off the ground, swinging lightly on the swing. I looked over at Hannie who slumped on her seat, looking down at the stones. It was lucky that we had chosen to come to the park at this hour. Normally, if we had come too early in the morning- the little kids would’ve greedily taken the swings, and refused to let us have a turn.
“It’s been a while that I’ve sat on these swings,”
“Yeah- it’s nice. I feel like a kid again,” she laughs, rocking back and forth, with her feet still stable on the ground.
“You ok?” I asked, wondering what she was thinking about.
“Yeah…kinda…no, not really,”

Overload posting

Hey guys!
Ok, so I know I said I would post soon- and I just have. All chapter 3 of happy pancake is out ''The third pancake''
Yeah- I've decided to name them that instead of like ''Chapter 3''- it makes it more interesting. I've also just posted it up on protagonize- but the problem is, that the layout has gone all funny on there- so it'd be best if you read it here.
So I hope I didn't overload post... It's just because my chapters are so long- so I didn't want to post it all on one post- otherwise people get bored reading them. Quick and simple is always the best. Less is more =D
Ok, so I'm kinda getting tired from all this typing.
I'll update soon!

Raina

Happy pancake (the third pancake 8/10)

Wow that was close!

“Excuse me miss- you haven’t paid your bus fare yet,” the driver called, banging on the screen to get my attention.
“Yes, sorry,” I said, as I began to fumble through my bag. I glanced down in my bag, but my purse was not there. I began to search for it, taking items out of my bag. Soon, my phone and my keys were in my hands, as I desperately tried looking for the item. I looked up at the driver with a doubtful expression and he looked back, impatiently.
“Sorry- give me a minute,” I said, as I looked in other parts of my bag. Panic spread through me as I realised that I didn’t have it.
Where could it be?!

“That old man running just now is quite weird though- he was holding a pink purse- I mean, what kind of guys would have those purses nowadays?” the same woman remarked, laughing to her supposed husband. He laughed back, nodding in agreement.
pink purse…
“I’m sorry- did you say, pink purse?” I turn to ask them, hoping I had misheard.

“Yes,”
Mother! He had my purse…that’s why he was trying to get my attention!

“Could you please stop the bus?” I immediately said , my heart racing. My purse had everything I needed to get me anywhere- my college entrance card, my library card, my credit cards- as well as my bus fee money.
“Sorry- I can’t stop in the middle of bus journeys,”
“But where will the bus stop at next?”
“Bandhill lane,”
“Isn’t that the last stop?”
“Yes- diversions are taking place, so I’m afraid I have to take a different route,”
“Please, please sir- I really need to get off,”
“I’m sorry- I can’t risk my job,”

I looked around, trying to look for a way off the bus. Suddenly, the bus stopped, causing me to lose my balance a little. However, I managed to remain standing up by grabbing onto a surface. The bus was motionless, waiting for the red lights to change.

Come on- I’m never going to find that old man at this rate!

Suddenly, I saw my escape. Right there, the red button that said underneath ‘for emergencies only’
That was perfect- an emergency. It was my chance- if I didn’t get off now- how long would I have to wait before the next set of traffic lights?

I walked up to the exit door, stretching up to press the button. The doors flung open as everyone’s attention became fixed on me. I quickly got off.
“Sorry driver!” I yelled before the traffic lights became green and I headed for the next bus stop.

Happy pancake (the third pancake 7/10)

“Oh my child, you’ve done absolutely brilliantly today- come here,” she said, as she stretched her arms out, approaching me to hug.
“Erm- have to go,” I quickly spoke, dodging out of mum’s arms.
“Where?” I heard Dad ask.
“I’ll be back by 8:00!” I yelled, whilst flinging off the apron and putting on a warm coat. I quickly closed the door behind me.

I sighed after taking the first step out of the house. Fresh air was always the thing you had to have first after a long day. I looked at the time, ‘4:30’ it read. A long time to go before returning home.
I looked down at my wretched shoes, my torn socks and my old skirt I was wearing- not to mention my long hair that needed cutting. Pulling out a small notepad from my Jacket Pocket, I began to make a list of all the things I needed to buy. Once I finally finished- I noticed how long the note was.
‘Where am I going to find all this money?’

I sighed angrily, kicking a bin with my right foot carelessly, though I should’ve saw it coming when it crashed to the floor, and the contents spilled everywhere.

“Ah,” I cursed under my breath.
‘Why did it have to fall over?’

I kneeled down, examining the rubbish scattered across the floor. Banana peels and unfinished lunches oozed on the ground, making me feel nauseous.
‘This won’t do’

I looked up, examining to see if anyone had seen me knock it over. No one- not a single person was in sight…well, apart from a small black dog chained next to a tree. I stood up cautiously, slowly stepping away from the bin. Finally, I was far away enough from it to turn away and walk off. Placing my hands in my pockets, I began to whistle casually as I made my way away. Just then, I heard someone shout.
“Hey, Excuse me?”
I turned around. An old man looked at me, beckoning me to come over.
“Crap,” I muttered and began to run as I saw the bus waiting at the bus stop. He must’ve seen me kick the bin…
“Hey-lady! You left-”

I quickly got on the bus, without listening to the last of his words. I breathed with relief as the doors began to close- if anyone had caught me- I would probably have to pay a fine- and with mum and dad’s money problems, that would’ve been barely possible. The bus started to load and the same old man came up to the bus and banged heavily on the door.
“Hey- I need to talk to that lady!” he said, breathing heavily as he looked at me.
Luckily, the driver did not hear and began to drive away. I looked up at the mirror to see if he had gone- but he began chasing after the bus.
Ah, what does he want? I really would’ve paid the fine- but I don’t have enough money.

I slouched against a pole handle on the bus, and felt someone tap my arm. I turned around and saw a young couple, who were sitting down, smiling at me.
“Sorry, but do you know him?” the young woman asked me, looking at that old man running after the bus.

“Um…n-no- I don’t,”
“Oh- seems like he’s after you,”
“Oh…maybe he got the wrong person…” I lied, hopefully not seeming obvious. I looked up at the mirror, noticing that he had stopped running. Instead, he looked disappointedly at me, whilst breathing heavily trying to get his breath back. And that was the last I saw of him.

Happy pancake (The third pancake 6/10)

“Well…here goes nothing,”
I sighed, scooping the mixture and hearing the occasional sizzle it makes on the pan. There are no signs of bubbles- hinting that there’s definitely something wrong with them. I take spatula and turn it over. I notice the golden colour of the pancake as it starts to simmer. Mum comes in to check on me, as she always does.
“Darling, orders need to start piling up now…” She says, before looking at me suspiciously. She walks over, seeing no reaction from me behind. I stare at it, mouth hanging wide open.

“How did that happen?” She asks, looking at the pancake, too with eyes shocked to the core. We stand there for a few seconds, looking at the creation.
“I mixed some flour with egg whites, milk and vanilla essence like I normally do…” I repeated, “But somehow, I left it in the mixer for too long, and tried to fry it. And now- it looks…

Mum spaded the pancake with the spatula and she looks at it side to side before picking a piece of it from the side, stuffing it into her mouth. She chews, concentrating on the taste.
“Mmm!” She squelches with delight, “This is delicious!”
“Really?”
I pick a piece to try too. The sweetness unravels in my mouth and the texture, soft and bread like. I pick another piece to see if it’s real. I plop it into my mouth again.

“Wow- this is really good!”

“I did well this time didn’t I mum? Didn’t I?!”
“Yes!”

Dad comes in, having heard all the screaming.

“Please don’t tell me there are rats in the kitchen…”
“No- look, come over here!” Mum gestures.
“What?”
“Try this,” she offers. He takes a bite.

“What do you think?”

“Did you make this…or is this from the shops?”
“Raina made it,”
“From what?”
“That messed up mixture,”
“Incredible,”
“Raina- try frying the rest of that and serving it up to the customers as a special on the house, and see what they think,”
“Okay,”



***

“Wow- this is quite incredible,” Dad says, as he counts all the orders hanging on the line, “341…342 sell outs today,” he breathed.
This dream of getting into the KIC industry began when Dad took me to his workplace when I was little- around 8 years of age. He used to work there as a sous chef, running errands for other people sometimes- but that did not stop him from learning a few recipes and methods to cook foods.

Happy pancake (the third pancake 5/10)

“Guess what?”
“What?”
“Our shop has been advertised nationally since the national baking competition!” She screamed, jumping up and down like a little child.
“Really?” I said, unconvinced.
“Do you think I would lie?! Your dad’s been smiling all morning. Now- we won’t have to worry about paying your tuition fees!”
“That’s great mum. But wait…”
“What?”

“If uncle’s ill…who’s going to do his part of the cooking?
“Oh!” She screamed, realising.
“What should we do?” I asked desperately. I really didn’t have any time to help out in the kitchen anymore during weekdays, especially after college.
“Wait- can’t you cook the pancakes?”
“-But who’s going to be behind the cashier?”
“That’s true,”
“Jill! There’s a customer!” Dad called.
“Ok- I’m coming!” She called, “Raina, you do some today, and we’ll discuss what happens if your uncle doesn’t get better after the weekend,”

I decided to help with the cooking. I went to the cupboard and grabbed my apron. I put it on and tied it, so it fitted perfectly.
“Right,” I put my hands together, “Where should we start?”
I took the opened packet of flour with my right hand and sprinkled some onto the sieve gently, hoping that none of it would go out of the boundary. Without realising, I scratched my nose, leaving marks of fear all over my face and see it when I look at the window.
I placed the flour into the mixing bowl with the fluffy egg whites and I watched them mix together.
“If only I could make it into K.I.C,” I stare into space thinking about all the wonderful things I would do if I did get the job of my dreams. I imagined being a hard worker, earning my respect and getting rewarded.
‘It seems like a dream,’
I sighed…before realising it was a dream. I suddenly snapped back into the real noise, world after hearing a funny noise.
“Shit!” I shouted and leaped to the button. I carefully removed the lid. There, lying in front of me, was a liquidised mixture. Almost as hollow as water.
“Oh no,”
Dad comes through the kitchen doors. He looks at me pityingly.

“Raina, don’t tell me-“
“-Yeah,”
“Were you not-”

“-Yeah,”
“Raina! How are you supposed to look after the shop if you carry on like this?! You should take care of your cooking. The ingredients cost and the customers are hungry!”
“Sorry, Dad,” I mumbled, with a grumpy face.
“Come on- try heating that on the pan and see what happens,”
“Yes,”
“And stop daydreaming!” he called, before the door shuts. I look at the helpless mixture before me, resting on my two hands.

Happy pancake (the third pancake 4/10)

“Thank you,” I whisper over to Yen whilst heading back to our seats. She nods in my direction, to show that she’s very welcome.
“Raina, just because you’ve finished with your presentation, doesn’t mean that you can talk over others,” Miss Tock manages to argue again, as I squeeze into my seat.
“I’m sorry,” I say, apologising for the thousandth time.

“You’re really good..,” I say, “You’re a new student here?”
“Yeah, transferred here just a few weeks ago,” she says, though it’s quite obvious, seeing as she seems new to all the things going on at school.
“Really? Whereabouts? Up north? Down south?”

“America,”

America?! Seriously?!

“America? Why didn’t you stay there? It’s much better than this place!”
“Spending money, and partying all night? I think it’s much nicer here,”
“It’s quiet here,”

“Yeah, so much quieter,” she says, smiling again, looking down this time whilst fiddling with her hands.
“So, are you here alone?”
“Nah, I came here because of my brother. My parents made him move here, so I came along. Might as well make the most of studying design anyway.”
“Your brother comes to this school as well?”
“Yeah- he’s doing bakery studies,”
“Really? I do too- I don’t think I’ve met him yet,”

“Oh don’t worry; you won’t miss my brother,”
I laughed. He was probably just as nice as she was.

***

“Raina! Raina,” a voice shouted. I rolled around in bed, trying to get back to sleep.
“Raina? Come on, get up!”
This time, it was accompanied by the knock of a door. I could tell it was mum’s voice- seemed desperate.
“What?”
“You’ve overslept! It’s 2pm now- customers are flooding in. Your uncle rang up ill, so you’re going to have to help a bit,”
“What? Can’t I just sleep a little bit longer?”
“No!”
“Ah- fine,” I said, stretching and slowly getting out of bed. I reached for the headband I left on the table and put it on my head. I ran downstairs and flung open the door. Unexpectedly, the number of people grew on me.
“Wow…mum?”
“Yes?”
“Why are there so many people today?”
“Oh- come in the kitchen with me, I’ll explain.”

She grabbed my elbow and pulled me to the kitchen.

Happy pancake (The third pancake 3/10)

I notice that everyone around us talking about a PowerPoint, and realise that I must’ve been daydreaming.

“Right- let’s start,”
She gets up from her seat, and moves it closer towards mine. I can smell her leather jacket, and the overwhelming use of perfume. I look at her again- she seemed like one of those business women who could go around, and have lunch at good restaurants like ‘EAT.’
“So if you do the presentation, and I do the research,” she says, flicking through a book which she takes from the shelf she’s sitting in front of.
“Erm…Yenny…can I call you that?”
“Most people call me Yen, but yeah?”
“Oh sorry. Ok, Yen. This is really embarrassing…but I don’t know what we’re doing…”

“We’re making a presentation on the design of a product,” she says, still flicking through her book.
“Oh,” Is all I say, looking at everyone else. I try to understand what they’re doing- but none of the information occurs to me.
“What bit don’t you get?” She immediately says after, like a dog to a stick.
“Just…everything,”
“Look here,” she begins- and soon enough, she explains everything in detail, as if it were the back of her hand. She goes through Miss Tock’s notes, and everything suddenly seems clear.

“Oh…it’s all very simple,”
“Come on, let’s get cracking,” She smiles- as she does a lot.

Before we know it, our names are called up. I stand beside the computer, directing the PowerPoint, and Yen offers to do the presentation. As she starts speaking, the whole room goes quiet- most of the guy’s mouths are hanging wide open, and the other girls are staring at jealousy. Sometimes- especially times like this, I wonder whether they are in awe at her beauty, or her intelligence.
“This medium-sized lunchbox is what I think would be best for a child to eat in. It comes in a circle shape which is unique to all other lunchboxes, and its lid has a cute feature to it. The goggle eyes on the lid are sure to capture a child’s heart. Unlike most lunchboxes- its unique selling point is the fact that it has two layers which isn’t so distinctive- but is useful to most guardians, since they won’t have trouble finding space to pack food in. The only thing it cannot store is water bottles- however, the advantage is that it won’t be so heavy to carry- or the thought of the clumsiness of the child may get it wet,”
Everybody laughed, and even Miss Tock smiled (which technically never happens). I stare at her with relief…but also with astonishment- how on earth had she managed to that all herself?!”
“Well done Yen…but Raina- you didn’t say anything. Surely you have something to say about the product?”
“Well…err-”

“-Forgive her miss, she did most of the PowerPoint, but she was too shy to present her own ideas,”
“Okay- fair enough. I think you guys would be happy to know that you both passed with an A plus grade. Well done for your hard work!”
“Yes!” Yen said, grabbing the air with her fist. She turned to look at me, and quickly did a small wink.

Happy pancake (The third pancake 2/10)

***

“Raina…Raina Park?”
I hear a voice from the back of my mind, slowly drowning out my dreams. I try and ignore it, telling myself that it’s an illusion.
“Raina!”
I jump up from my seat. Miss Tock stares at me, after waking me up from hitting her ruler hard on my table a couple of times. My ears feel like they’re splitting from the noise, but I focus harder on her stare, than her actions.
“Listen,” She demands, “No falling asleep in my lessons…do you hear?!”

“Yes,”
I rub my eyes tiredly, looking from left to right. I am in a classroom, though I don’t even remember getting there. I notice a girl, sitting on the right hand side of me. She focuses intently on the PowerPoint, making careful notes in her notebook. I try to get a proper glance of what she’s writing- but she notices, and smiles at me.
I quickly look away, hoping she’s not thinking badly of me, and take my diary out of my bag.
Instead of making notes, like everyone else, I decide to doodle drawings on the inside cover. I draw a flower, and colour it in with my blue ball point pen. I notice the same girl looking at me, as if she’s interested in what I’m doing. I look at her, as she makes eye contact.
“What you doing?” She whispers, leaning across her table. I look at her, surprised.
Was she talking to me?

I look around the room, but no one looks back at her. I point to myself, asking her whether she’s talking to me. She nods, and smiles.
“Flowers,” I tell her, and Miss Tock notices. She glares at me again, but lets it pass.
“They’re really pretty,” she says, looking at them admirably.
“Thanks,” I smile at her.

“I’m yen by the way,” She tells me.
“I’m Raina,”
“My mum’s called Raina,”
Coincidence or luck?
“Really? But the name ‘Raina’ is really rare,” I ask her, astonished.
“Yeah, pretty weird? Huh?”
“Mmm,”
I notice she’s wearing the boots I saw last week ago with Hannie. I had wanted them so much, and I resisted going home before buying it- though I never bought it in the end. They were Brown Gucci’s, and they fitted her perfectly like a sock.
“Nice boots,” I say, realising that it was a weird comment to point out.
“Thanks,” She says, looking down at them, “Got them from the shopping centre a few days ago.
“Oh I see,” I say, trying to keep the conversation flowing. Someone up there seriously hates me- and they’re using any situation they can to rub it in my face. The boots I really wanted- and now someone else has them first.
I look at her a few more times, trying to remember her face the next time I see her- but get distracted when I realise that all her clothes are branded.
She must be rich…why do all transfer students seem to be rich?
I see her mouth something to me. I look at her again, trying to figure out what she was saying.
“Let’s work together,” I hear her whisper.

Happy pancake (The third pancake 1/10)

“Raina…get down here…right now,” Hannie commands, hearing sounds of presence in her house.
I look down at her, twenty feet above the ground…she was really crazy, she must be really crazy.
“Like now, now?”
“Yes…now!” She screeches.
I climb down the branches of the tree, as fast as each second stroke. My sweaty palms made each grip seem weaker, as I tumbled down the tree, my feet going one after the other. My heart pounded loudly in my chest, making me reminisce the sound of rocks, falling down a waterfall. I knew I was in deep trouble, if I didn’t get down in time. And Hannie would be also.
“Hannie…is that you?” I heard her mum ask. Her voice was followed by the sound of rough floorboards, creaking noisily.
“She’s coming up!” I whisper, panicking.
“Hurry up, Raina!” Hannie rushes me, beckoning me to climb faster.

Finally, I’m able to grab the last branch, and jump off just in time. Hannie grabs my arm, and we head behind a series of trees, which run vertically along a pathway.
“She’s gone,” I heard Hannie say, breathing heavily. We look at each other, and burst into laughter.
“That was a close one,” I say, sweating heavily. If she made me do anything this nerve wracking, I wouldn’t go through it all again.
“You’re crazy, you know that?” I manage to say between my breaths.
“Good crazy, right?”
I laugh, resting my head against the bark of the tree, looking up at the blue clear sky.
“What you gonna do about it now?” I ask her, after regaining back the circumstances of the situation.
“I don’t know…” she sighs, rolling her head over to look at me, “What should I do, Raina?”
“Stop taekwondo…stop doing it,”
“Are you mad?! It’s my life…what would you do if you had to give up bakery?”
“I…I’m not sure either- not sure if I’d have anything to look forward to,”
“Exactly my point,”
We stop for a minute, whilst regaining our voices and our heartbeats. I breathe the air that gently brushes past our faces. Suddenly, I realise that sky’s still standing there, arms crossed, and looking at us from above.
“Let’s go,” I say, looking at him, straight in the eye.
“Go where?”
“Back home,”

“Raina..I’m standing outside my house…”
“…oh…yeah, that,” I say, looking like a complete idiot.
Well done Raina, very well done.

Quick update

Hey guyss! Ok, so this is the quick update.
I'm sorry I haven't been posting for a while. Just busy catching up with my life etc. And yeah- just been extremely busy.
So I just did a post on inspiration and then my laptop shut the window down- which really pissed me off. So now, I can't make it up to you anymore- because my post has just disappeared which really is starting to bug me.
But anyway- still just posting to say that I'm still here! Please anticipate my next few posts- I will try to make them more interesting =D.
And it's summer coming also, so I can post more about things going on in my life.
So yeah =D. Quick and short update...but ah well!

Raina

Slight problem...

HEY!
So yeah- have just fixed my blog...was having some ''technical difficulties'' as they all say. You know when you put like, say '5 posts per page'' and like only 2 come up, and you can't click 'older posts' because it doesn't come up on the main page? Yeah- I was having that problem. But I just changed it to '2 posts per page' instead, so my viewers can still see the 'older posts' button.
Why am I even saying this? I don't know- thought you guys would be interested, though you're probably not...I'll just have to think of something better to write about next time to use as an excuse to blog XD.
 Just watching alot of movies, and listening to music. Should be trying to compose more. A lot of songs are left undone, but I promise that as soon as I finish composing, recording and editing, I'll put it up here on blog for you guys to listen to. But they're not going to be FANTASTIC, since I am only doing it for fun. I might decide to use these songs for OST's for my book 'Happy Pancake'. No, I'm not a famous person, just writing the music and book for fun XD.
Anyway...
I'm gonna go now

Review: My name is kim sam soon

WALLUP GUYS
So yeah- I know I said I would post some works in the previous chapter, but thought I might as well update with some randomness of my life again XD.
So yeah, have finished with 'My name is kim sam soon' today in the morning, and thought I might as well talk about it, for those of you guys who love korean dramas as much as I do.
To clear things out first, I'm not korean. I just love the korean industry because of their brilliant actors, amazing music and just fantastic taste in arts. Most of their songs, movies etc are to my taste, and I really enjoy them. Growing up in the UK, I've been bombarded with music from the american industry. Don't get me wrong, I love some of the artists in the america industry, but I think sometimes, the music just goes out of hand. When I'm watching artists e.g. Jessie J and Ke$ha, I always think to myself ''are these sort of songs for everyone''? You know? Some viewers are kids- and the sort of songs they write and publish to the public are seriously appalling. ''Do it like a dude''? Wow, seriously- can you imagine an innocent kid singing songs like these, when they have no meaning of the song whatsoever- disgusting. Seriously.
And I'm seriously not trying to just get at these two artists- because alot of songs out there in the american industry are like this. ''My milkshake brings all the boys into the yard'' and ''Hips don't lie''. Come on guys?
But I'm not going to turn this post into a rant. Just a little summary of why I prefer korean music to American music.
Anywayyy ~
So yeah, back to the review...
So Kim sam soon is about a middle aged woman of 30 years. The plot of the story begins at a hotel, where she spys on her boyfriend, who is cheating on her. Instead of catching her boyfriend, he catches her first- and immediately ends their relationship after growing bored of her. Upset, she rushes to the toilets, weeping. Little does she know, she's in the men's loo. The hotel manager then knocks on her door, telling her that she's causing a scene causing sam soon to be furious and embarassed.
A few days later, sam soon decides to get back on track, and trys to find a job. A series of interviews pass, and she still remains jobless. Her last one tells her that ''she lacks experience'', and she goes off, hopeless. However, she gets intrigued by the works of the kitchen as she makes her way out. She creeps in, looking around in wonder. However, at that moment, the restaurant manager (also the same manager back at the hotel) spots her and they have an unexpected accountancy. Little does she know, he ends up as her boss. A series of situations leads the two to fall in love.
I rate this drama... 9/10
#Was very funny, and very touching ^____^
#I laughed the most in this drama, and I also cried.
#Learnt many things in the drama.
There was also a funny passage in the drama, which I thought I might share with you guys
''Reason why women never get the right guy''

1) Good men are ugly looking

2) Cute guys have lousy personalities

3) Cute guys with good personalities are married

4) Cute guys with good personalities and single are poor

5) Cute, good character single and rich guys aren't interested in us

6) Cute, good character, single rich and interested in us- those guys are players

7) Cute, good character, single, rich who are interested and not players are gays

Aren't they just adorable?!

I'm still here!

Hii guysss!
Just a little message to tell you guys that I am still here! lol. Sorry for not for the past couple of days- have just had a lack of inspiration, too much editing, life, and school just to pack it all in together.
But anyway, gonna post some works up tomorrow or the day after. Been really into rock type of music lately- but like pop- rock, since I don't really like full on rock, cause it's just too loud...and a bit emo I must say.
But anyway, it's just my opinion I guess.
Gonna write some lyrics and post it up on here. Also, I'm gonna get a new camera sooonnn! WOOOO! So excitedd. Planning to make some music and record it on there too.
So yeah ^_____^.
Night night world xx

SNSD =)

So I just wanted to share this videos with you guys. I don't know why, but it's been really inspiring to me today =).

I know the song has nothing to do with inspiration, but I really like the video ^__^.
Just realised what I wanted to do with my hobbies for the future whilst watching this video. I'm going to keep them as hobbies, and not pursue them as dreams, because I like what I'm doing now. I dance and play music for fun, I don't want to take it as a profession, where too much competition spoils the fun. I also don't wanna take it as a profession, where I'm being told what type of dance or how I have to dance and play music etc. I just want to do what I like myself, without being told.




The funny thing is, I've never actually bothered properly watching this video, and now that I have, I really like it ^_^.
I really like Hyoyeon's hair in this. She's the dancer by the way, for those of you who don't know. I wish she kept it like this, but I guess stars have to keep changing their hairstyles...right? And that reminds me, I really need to buy some new trainers. I have a lot of things that I need to buy, because I keep breaking my old things. I'm a really clumsy person XD.


Anyway, I hope you guys get inspiration from this. Gonna go ahead and watch some more of this =).

Raina





SNSD are really pretty, don't you think?