A/N: Since Bas is a member of SBFive, I will be mentioning any of his group members from time to time in the course of this story. For this chapter, I will be using Kimmon's point of view. Kimmon is one of the older members of SBFive who is usually paired with Copter.

Kimmon's POV

I had tried calling Copter five times already and he still didn't pick up, nor has he returned my calls. I was wondering what was going on.

Today was a free day for us. We didn't have any event lined up for today.

I should have called him earlier in the morning but I figured that he might want to sleep late so I did not bother him.

It's now way after lunch hour and I was hoping that he would be awake by now.

I decided to call his mom.

"Mom, how are you?" I asked when she took my call.

"I'm fine. Are you with Copter right now?" she asked. Her voice sounded strained.

"No, mom," I replied, "in fact, the reason I called was because I have been calling him for the past half hour and he still hasn't taken any of my calls."

"Oh!" she said, "he stepped out of the house saying that he couldn't stand the noise of his sisters arguing with me. I assumed that he had gone to you."

"I see. Well, he has not. I hope he's doing alright," I said, starting to get worried.

"Do you want me to try calling him?" she asked.

"I would certainly appreciate that, mom." I said, hoping hard that she would be more successful than I was in trying to reach Copter.

"Ok, nong," she said, "I will give you a call once I'm able to talk to him."

"Thank you so much, mom, I love you," I said gratefully.

"I love you too, son," she said before ending the call.

I was beginning to get restless when after an hour I still had not heard from Copter nor his mom.

I decided to pass the time by going to the nearby mall. It was now almost five o'clock and I had run right smack into the rush hour traffic.

For some reason heavy traffic always stresses me out. And because it stresses me out, I start getting irritable.

I overtook a slow going car and then cut across its path which earned me an angry honk. I gave the motorist the finger before zooming away.

Of course I felt ashamed of myself after that. I really should work on being a better person than this. Shame on me.

When I finally reached the underground parking lot of the mall, I had to go around and around several times, descending to the lower level and by the time I found a parking space, I was ready to snap at any one who happened to offend me in the smallest possible way.

I decided to go to my favorite men's shop on the second floor. It was right beside the row of theaters.

I took the escalator and when I reached the second floor, I saw people streaming out of the theaters. One of the movies must have just ended.

Wait, what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK, COPTER......

"Copter!!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, not caring that I attracted the attention of all the passersby. Two of the passersby had recognized me and started whispering to each other but I was past caring because ......

Copter was walking out of the cinema with one of the most popular and most handsome models of the country. They were talking and laughing together. Obviously they had watched a movie together.

And the person with Copter right now was......

Joss. Joss fucking Wayar.

Copter took one look at my furious face and ran towards me and covered my mouth with his hand.

"Don't say a word," he said, "it's not what you're thinking."

Joss walked towards me, extending his hand to me and was starting to introduce himself but I did not give him a chance.

"I don't ever want to see you with my boyfriend again," I said to his astonished face.

"What the fuck P'Kim," Copter said. "When did you become my ..."

"Shut up!" I said to him as I took him by the wrist and led him out of the building.