It Was an Accident! [Jung, Open Tag]

[Park Jung Hee]

"You're sure I can't accompany you to the door, sugar?" Wesley teased Jung who flipped him the birdie. "Oh my God, touchy." The eldest Park male chuckled. "But seriously, you want a ride home later?" He asked out of concern. Jung was a lightweight and Wesley didn't want to explain to their father about leaving their youngest out without a clue how to get back home. Birdies won't be the only things being flipped tonight if that happened.

"Naw, I'm fine. I'll see you at home. Thanks for the ride." Jung gave his brother a smile before walking up to the pretty decent house up the small hill where the party was. The party was already in full swing when he stepped in and he could see the host in the kitchen. "Hey Ella! Great party!" He yelled over the noise. Ella grinned and hugged him over the counter filled with trays of colorful cupcakes. "Thanks for coming Jung!" Ella yelled back with a huge grin on her face. They knew each other from always bumping into one another in the hallways. Jung always thought Ella was a pretty nice girl.

"Want a cupcake?" Ella handed him an especially colorful cupcake and Jung nodded enthusiastically, taking it in one hand. "Thanks!" He said before biting into the delicious confectionery. "Oh my God, these are good!" Jung exclaimed before taking more bites. He noticed something that he never tasted in any other cupcakes before. "Are there cookies in these?" Ella nodded and laughed. "I'd love to introduce you to some of my friends but I've got more cupcakes in the oven that need to be frosted and-"

"Hey, it's no problem! I can mingle by myself!" He waved off her apology, not expecting her to in the first place. Jung liked crowds. He was good in crowds. "I'll see you around later, yeah?" Jung grinned at Ella before stealing another cupcake.

He walked...well jived around the crowded house with the cupcake still in hand. Damn these were good. He bumped into several people he knew and recommended they tried the cupcakes in the kitchen.

As he was talking to someone, he didn't even realise he had elbowed someone until she shrieked. He turned and saw liquid darkening the front of her blouse. "Shit! I am soo sorry!" He apologised while frantically looking for some napkins. "Shit...uh...you wanna go to the toilet? I'm pretty good with stains...ah...damn I am so sorry!" he kept apologising.

[Mom Chatham]

Marrianne hadn't changed from earlier at school. She was still dressed in the Silver colors. This is what people meant about man getting along with man, it was a shame the feeling wouldn't last.

She walked around giving hugs to people when asked, and even nabbed a cupcake before getting something to drink. She saw a familiar face and started to head over to them.

One elbow is all it took.

Her drink splashed her front and she let out a shriek only because it was cold. She smiled though as a young Asian man turned around and began to apologize.

"It's quite all right, really," she replied. "Accidents happen all the time. It'll come out. I appreciate the help though."

[Park Jung Hee]

Jung vaguely recognised the girl as being a fellow senior. Very polite and kind. He held up both his hands pressed together and bowed. "I am so very sorry. I honestly wasn't paying attention to anything. Seriously, we should get you something else to wear. I know the hostess, would you like me to ask her for some clothes?" He asked and pulled her gently across the room by her hand.

He seldom really thought of how people reacted to him being physically persistent so he wasn't all too fussed about the girl he was pulling to find Ella. Once they did, Jung waved for her attention. She turned and grinned at Jung. "Back for more cupcakes?" She asked, a laugh in her voice. Jung laughed out loud and shook his head. "Not this time. I stupidly elbowed this lovely girl's cup of something cold down the front of her top and now she won't have anything to wear and I am not going to make her shiver the whole night!" Jung exclaimed, squeezing his new companion's shoulder reassuringly.

Ella turned to face the other Silver senior with a grin and nodded. "You can find whatever you want in the room on the second floor, second door to your right." Jung nodded at her directions and turned to the girl beside him with a grin. "Alright! Come on, missy." He hooked his arm through hers and they both marched upstairs to find the room Ella had indicated. "Now...which room did she say it was...?"

[Mom Chatham]

"It was an accident and they happen, really I'm fine." Mom tried to reassure the young man who was determined to right the unintentional wrong that had happened. She just shrugged as he took her arm to talk to Ella about finding something new to wear.

She made a mental note of where they were supposed to go. The way she was getting taken around made her feel like a kid at a mall with their parents.

He seemed lost one they reached the top of the stairs. "Second door on the right and straight on till morning, just like in 'Peter Pan'." She gave him a playful grin. "Sometimes things like that work to remember directions." It was now her turn to lead. "Which would be this room here."

[Park Jung Hee]

With her directions, Jung grinned and let her lead her to the room. Her reference to Peter Pan made him giggle and think of the movie Hook. It was his favorite movie about the boy who supposedly never grows old.

When she opened the door, Jung looked around to find where clothes may be kept and found a cupboard. With a grin, he opened it and found hangers upon hangers of blouses and tops with a neat array of shoes at the bottom and boxes with labels on the top part of the cupboard. "Wow...I could live here." He poked his head into the cupboard for a bit before looking over his shoulder with a boyish grin at his new friend...or potential friend.

"Okay so you can choose whichever, Ella said right? I'll work on your shirt. Promise I won't look!" Jung made a cross motion over his heart and held one hand up. "Oh okay! I'll leave this room while you clean up and then I'll go in and clean up your shirt or whatever that's effected. I'm not leaving here until you're all clean!" He insisted.

"Oh!" He slapped his forehead and introduced himself. "I'm Jung. You're the one everyone calls Mom right?"

[Mom Chatham]

Mom let out a small whistle at the clothes. "What I'd give to have this at my own house." She love to go clothes shopping just to give the waifish girls something to talk about while she was there.

She took her time looking over everything. "It all looks so good in here, I hate to have anything out of place." She did find a red and white checkered top that looked good. "I'm fine really, the top just needs to be cleaned is all. No need to leave the room, I'll step in the closet and close the door slightly, I'd feel silly talking to the walls." She smiled sweetly.

She took the top from its hanger and closed the door, leaving a slight crack for breathing and talking.

"Don't worry I'm used to having someone around when I change, it comes with being in theater for a long time." She spoke as she changed. Once changed she stepped out with the soiled top in hand.

"You are correct Jung, its a name that's been with me for a long time and I don't mind!" She said his name just to let him know she was listening to him. "This is sweet of you though to take care of the stain, not many guys like this around anymore."

[Park Jung Hee]

Jung grinned at Mom's reaction to the clothes. He personally didn't understand what all the fuss about clothes was since most of his clothes are hand me downs anyway. He supposed it was because she was a girl. Girls liked going crazy over clothes...

When Mom announced that he didn't have to leave, Jung's eyebrows raised high. "A...are you sure?" He squeaked. The only times he'd ever seen a girl with her top off was in those swimsuit catalogues his brothers always seemed to have. And that was only by accident. Mom reassured him that she was and went into the closet.

At the revelation that Mom had been in theater for a long time made Jung smile. "That's pretty cool. I like watching plays though I don't think I'd be any good at them. I'm pretty boring I guess...not really good at anything except making friends. We've never had any classes before have we? I mean...we're both seniors and we're both from Silver...how come I've never seen you around?"

With a smile, Jung looked up when Mom came out in the new top. It looked good on her, hugging her body in the right places. He took the stained top from her and went into the bathroom to find some toothpaste. "Might as well be rare in that sense. I'm not too good with anything else. Although I am pretty good at fencing. Have you fenced before?" Jung said over the sound of rushing water. He spread a bit of toothpaste over the stain and started to scrub the cloth abit, waiting for Mom's response.

[Mom Chatham]

"I trust you, so there's no worries." Mom explained from the closet. "Its easier than people think, most of acting is reacting to what is going on around you." She mused a little at his comments. "That is a good question, course I try to blend in unless someone needs my attention, then I step up my game. As for the classes, we probably just have different schedules is all."

"Not in the sporting sense, I took a stage combat class once that showed us how to fence properly on stage. I don't know if I could actually do it for real though." She watched as he worked on removing the stain from her top. "Toothpaste for removing a stain, now that's a new one on me."

[Park Jung Hee]

"Reacting to what is going on around me? I kind of usually just get excited. I don't think that's good acting." He giggled in amusement. "You shouldn't try and blend in! You're an actress! Actresses should stand out." He nodded determinedly with a big grin on his face. "Yeah, we probably do." Nodding again, this time in agreement about their conflicting schedule. "We should make it a habit to see each other. I mean...we're graduating in a few months time. I really can't believe I never knew you before. Four years!"

"Ah you should try it for real. You'll learn speed and it's just so cool, ducking and swerving and dodging hits." He chuckled as he continued to scrub the cloth in between his hands. "I saw this on a Korean variety show. Apparently the flouride sucks in stain or something I don't know. Look, it's working!" He announced when he washed off the foamy parts. He wringed it dry and gave it to Mom. "Almost good as new. But just keep that top on. It looks good on you. I think you could persuade Ella to loan it to you."

Jung slipped his hand through Mom's arms and walked her down to the party again. "I don't know about you but I'm pretty sure this is the start of a beautiful friendship, Mom Chatham."