Yn happened to have a fallout with her father sending her to South Korea with her mother. She happens to run into many promblems with guys, friendships, and being in a new country. Will her friendships and maybe new realtionships work out for her? S...
"Ahh this shit annoying" I mumbled hitting the close button. I got up from my bed, it's 7 am. Man I am ready to get up out this house.
I received a ding and my mom just sent me the airplane ticket. It takes off at 10am meaning I'll arrive in Korea at...at 3 am. Holy shit that's a 13hr plane ride. Not only that but the time conversion is ridiculous.
I have all my things packed so I should go eat something. I walked out my room down the hall to the kitchen. It's nice and peaceful since everyone still is sleep, but not for long.
I would hate to be the bitch that wake everyone up but... no I don't.
I grabbed my bag of cereal. I look inside and notice someone has been eating my shit.
"Damm I really can't have anything in this house" mumbling but loud enough for someone to hear.
" I bought it, you got a problem" I looked over to see my dad leaning against the wall. Of course he had to be the one to hear it.
"Yea I do, you could have some but at least ask, it's basic manners" I turned and grabbed a bowl from the cabinet.
"What are you doing up anyways. We don't have to leave till 8:15" I said trying to make small talk. He walked up besides me and grabbed a bowl also.
"Pookie ass was crying a lot, ion wanna hear that shit all day" he snatched MY bag of cereal out my hands.
"Hey what are you-" he shot me a mean glare and continued pouring the cereal in his bowl. I looked at him with a look of distaste. Why does he always have to be such a bitch.
"You know yn even though I don't really show it but I'm gonna miss you" I turned my head. I couldn't help but think how bipolar this man was. He's always been like that sense he started drinking. Still the fact that he said that out of no where brings me jitters.
"Yea okay" I said. I could tell that wasn't the answer he wanted to hear but I could care less.
"That's all you have to say" grabbing the milk out the refrigerator. He sat it down next to our bowls. He stood waiting for an answer. I wanted to leave it at that but I don't wanna make him mad, since he is my ride.
"Yea I'm gonna miss you too" which wasn't completely a lie. I would miss the good times we shared, but that's it. He didn't give me a lot to miss.
I grabbed the cereal and poured it in the bowl and the milk followed. My dad grabbed his bowl and set it on the dining room table. I looked at him and it almost looked like he wanted us to eat together .
I grabbed my bowl and tried to make a quick escape to my bedroom.
"Where are you going?" He asked. I stopped midway and made a complete 180 degree turn.
"To my room" I replied. We just sat there in silence.
"It's your last day here yn at least you can sit down and have a meal with your dad" that's some bullshit I thought. Why must I sit here with you. We ain't never did this before.
Before I knew it I was sitting at the table with my dad eating cereal. The atmosphere was tense, and very much awkward.
"Are you excited to go be with them Chinese boys?" I let out a small smile. He looked at me with a smile on his face also.
"Dad, they are Korean, and I don't know"
"My mistake, every since your mother told you would be going with her to Korea, I looked into some things" he calmly stated. Even though he wasn't the best father he stilled showed he cared in little ways.
"Oh, what did you find out" genuinely I asked because I was curious. He dropped his spoon on the side of his bowl and put his hand together.
"Well I know that they are racist out there, so don't be afraid to put them in there place yn. I don't wanna hear you bitching and crying cause someone called you black" he said with some pride. I almost laughed.
"When have I ever been the type to bitch and moan about something like that" we both looked at each other. My dad turned his head.
"You're right, you getting bullied is the least of my problems" he started eating again. As much as I don't like to talk to my dad I can honestly say I'm enjoying this conversation.
"I don't know how your mom gets down but one punch can shut a nigga up remember that" my dad said holding up his fist. I started laughing and he started laughing. Meaningless to say I feel like we both needed this little talk.
1 hour later
I grabbed my things and start loading it into the car. I wish it was only me and my dad going but my twiddle dee and twiddle dum decided to tag along. As I was walking to the car I seen pookie sitting in the back.
I looked at her and seen my dad in the front.
"Get in the front yn" my dad demanded. I was completely confused why she was in the back but then I remembered what happened yesterday. I was laughing internally.
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I hoped in the front seat of the car and waited for him to take off.
I was heading for the LA airport which was an hour away from where I lived.
1 hour later
I got out the car and my dad helped me with my bags. It was 9:10 am and we were right on schedule.
I managed to get all my bags checked in and was currently in the waiting room. I had to wait 5 more minutes till we boarded at 9:30
I sat there playing games on my phone and texting my mom letting her know I made it.
My mom got me a new phone since I'm in a new country which is pretty exciting. Going from an iPhone 7 to and 11 is a pretty big upgrade.
5 mins later
I'm sitting here on my plane seat waiting for them to take off. I pull out my neck cushion and my eye pad and started to get comfortable. I wasn't excited knowing I was flying but maybe sleep will take my mind off it.
As I was taking off I suddenly start to remember everything I'm leaving behind. My friends, my family, and really my whole childhood. As much as I hate the thought of starting over it's what's best for me right now.
