Hot Diplo-Thingys

Indeed, I am not writing this due to the embarrassment of just myself, but mostly to my friend, who we'll call 'Tovah'.

So I'm at the Model United Nations barbecue, which was mostly enjoyed by me, but less so my other common authors on this blog (due to their monophobic natures), and completely avoided by others (ahem). However, I'm with my favorite gossip girls, 'Tovah' and 'Cheryl', although Tovah is perhaps the more interesting one. Her entire reason for participating in the endeavor was to drool of a particular senior. This particular senior she had spouted her not-so-clandestine emotions for in the form of Facebook messages, random quotes and one rather pornographic poem, as well as to a junior who enjoyed juicy gossip, who we'll call Da Yeon.

At this barbecue, Da Yeon, Tovah, Cheryl, several other juniors and I had planned to have her read that aforementioned poem to the said senior, and the rest of the Model United Nations, Mr. Cho and all. However, a rather unfortunate mishap prevented the delivery, so we planned to brainstorm an alternate root for Tovah to display her lustrous emotions.

We had decided to deliver the poem tomorrow, at his locker (which eventually failed, but that's another story), and give him the heads-up through his yearbook. So as it should be, we managed to get our hands on his very yearbook (of which were being passed around at random for MUNers to sign) and opened to the inner covers, the designated signature pages.
"Yo man," she begins, reading from her nemesis' signature, "I'll always miss those basketball and Model UN meetings with you big guy, yo, and those tennis--"
"Excuse me...." We hear a voice above us. Tovah's favorite senior has heard our ramblings and has stuck his ruddy face around the corner in confusion. "Could you stick to, erm--signing?"
Tovah turns a dull puce reminiscent of a Barney after one too many washes. "Oh...oh...oh..."
She flips to his picture, but quickly looses her fearful attitude, and find her picture in the extraordinary embarrassing pictures of us froshy froshy. I point a junior accidentally placed next to her brother in the 'L' section. Tovah makes a loud noise and begins to write her very own phone number under the poor girls' picture. I give double take and realize that she is indeed placing her phone number in his yearbook. I gulp, and am relieved by Da Yeon and a senior (Mah Senior Hero!) entering the room.
Tovah begins to spiel on her latest adventures, and while Da Yeon finds her embarrassing exploits amusing , Mah Senior Hero! is nonetheless confused. She grabs Da Yeon and into the land of the slutty MUN seniors.

And after we have flipped through the yearbook, we return the the land of the slutty MUN seniors (rather, the foyer) and we are greeted by Tovah's one and only man. "So, how long have you liked me?"

Da Yeon whispers rather forcefully into our ears, "he's known FOREVER."

Oh dear.

(There is a very long backstory to this that is quite juicy, but I don't believe 'Tovah' would enjoy me spouting out her long and depressing love story for comic relief of my snobby friends)

-Jared