"What a piece of junk."  Yongjoon muttered at it, as he kept pressing the button for his money back.

"It's not a piece of junk, you fart.  It just needed re-filling."  I gave him a dirty look as I bent down and inserted the key to the padlock. 

"You should have re-filled it before it could even start to run out of change.  That's just crappy customer service." he shot back, leaning against the machine with his hands tucked all cool and stuff into his jeans pocket.

"What?  What was that?  I can't hear anything but an ugly donkey with disfigured teeth braying at me in my ear." I retorted, shoving the change into the interior of the machine.

Word on the streets is that he was totally self-conscious of his slightly crooked teeth and opted for some top mulah invaslign one summer when he mysteriously disappeared.

"Treat your customers with respect, or I'll take my money elsewhere." he scoffed, folding his arms across his stupid fit chest.  He looked around and touched his teeth before going back to making tantrum faces at me.

"I see no customer waiting for the machine except a bozo with too much gel in his hair."  I sarcastically answered.  I put the last of the rolls of coins into the machine before locking it back up.

"There.  Money's back in the machine.  You can go back to your puny kicking and whining."  I pointedly told him, purposely elbowed him in the ribs as I passed by.

"You're so lucky you don't really work here, Joo-Eun."  He said with a grunt.  "Otherwise, I'd so get your jelly butt fired."

I walked backwards while flashing him a cocky grin.  "Whatever, loser.  You're just jealous of my hot piece of booty."  

I threw at him, eyeing his completely flat, ahem, accessory.  

It's beyond me why the guy had next to nothing in the trunk.  He works out and dances so much that he should have one to rival J'Lo's and then some.  

Even Alex had a bigger butt than him, and he does next to nothing to earn such a bootylicious bum.

Yongjoon quickly turned to block my view of his bum-bum as he pointed a finger at me.  "This Saturday, get ready Joo-Eun." he said, referring to the weekly mini-competitions Joe held at his arcade to attract more customers.  

Not like he needs it.  

Joe's extremely attractive body and personality is famous throughout every high school in the city and tons of girls and guys flock to the arcade every night.  

It's a madhouse, I tell you.

I grinned confidently at him.  "Oh yeah, I'll be ready alright!  Ready to kick your non-existent ass!"

The corner of his mouth twisted into annoyance as he watched me do my victory jig, consisting of flailing arms, heel clicking and head nodding like some old dude who had too much Viagra.  

Just when I was attempting a horror-inducing version of a moonwalk, I found my back come into contact with a very flat and muscular chest.  

Oh, my word!  Could it be Joe?!

I turned around, an embarrassed grin on my face, expecting Joe to smile that gorgeous smile of his and the corner of his super pretty brown eyes crinkle in amusement.  

To my utmost shock and horror, I came face to face with the one and only Mr. bicycle-riding, condom throwing, cigarette smoking pervert man!  

Well, he was still wearing his helmet, so I was technically face to face with myself.  

My reflection was kind of jumbled up in the visor of his head gear, making me look like some huge-eyed alien with a tiny head, but yeah, it was him!

I opened my mouth and screamed bloody murder.  

"Joe!  Alex!  Joe!  Max!  Joe!  Anyone!  Help me!"  I yelled like crazy, running away from the guy and hiding behind Yongjoon.

Yongjoon looked at me as if my big butt had deflated before leaving me to fend for myself and approached the guy, totally unfazed by the creepy motorcycle man.

I watched with wide eyes as they exchanged high fives with each other.  "Hey, man!  Nice of you to stop by."  Yongjoon greeted him.

The guy just nodded as he took off his motorcycle gloves, revealing very long and smooth pretty fingers, might I add.

Max and Alex finally made it to the scene, gasping.  

"What is it?  Where is he?"  Alex gasped out, putting his head between his legs to catch his breath.

Max put a protective arm around me, his adorable face pulled into a determined and aggressive look.  "Don't worry, Joo-Eun.  I won't let him hurt you."

I ignored their yapping as I stood entranced, waiting impatiently for the guy to remove his helmet.  

I wanted to look into the eyes of the one who took my precious Binky.  

I held in my breath as he raised his hands and grabbed a hold of the sleek, black helmet.

My eyes widened in disbelief as the helmet was finally removed, revealing the hottest piece of manly man I've ever had the privilege to come across.