in which a normal girl transfers into a prestigious, private performing arts school in South Korea. Where she encounters an elite clique of dashing, popular high-achievers and finds love.
and did I say normal? I meant to say unusual, mainly because...
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"Who was that?"
"Why? Is my princess worried about me?"
"No. It just sounded like you were angry. That's all."
"It was those annoying auto warranty people..."
"Hm..So what happened to your lip?"
"Nothing."
"Doesn't look like nothing to me."
"If you're worried about me just say that"
"I'm not."
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"Ma'am, we've arrived..." A voice says pulling me out my thoughts causing me to turn and notice that I was already at work.
I stared at the key to the house, yoongi had left me thinking he was slick. Yoongi had left to go to work while I was getting ready but informed me that he was going to give me a call later, as if there was anything we needed to talk about.
Who was I kidding, we had a lot to talk about....The ride here was silent and time consuming due to the fact that I was too busy thinking about the events of this morning.
How did I manage to go from wanting to slap him, to wanting to fuck him within a matter of moments. This morning not only confused me but surprised the shit out of me.
It was like we both craved each other for so long that when we finally got the chance to be near our love was explosive. If we weren't interrupted this morning, I'm almost positive that yoongi and I would've had sex,
"Thank you."
I quickly slid the key in my back packet as I say to the guard before stepping out the car, and he bows to greet me. I smile softly as he escorts me to the front door, "have a great day, Ms. Brooks."
I step him in my footsteps hearing the name I haven't heard in a while. I swallow hard, "It's Anderson now." I correct him.
He nods, allowing me to continue walking into the hospital. I ignore any thoughts I had about whatever happened this morning to focus on something more important, and most important.
My job.
I approached the front desk, watching as Soo-jin gets of the phone to look at me. I grabbed the clipboard to look at the rounds I have to do.
