Chapter 5

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My first few years of living in London, I focused on my studies, when I wasn't doing that I was at the dance studio. I made friends while I was there, Rebecka, but we called her Becks. She was poised, artistic, she really thought outside the box. She was Korean American, but she was moving to Seoul to be closer to her family. Then there was Ari, she was born in Daegu. Her mother was a foreigner and her father fell in love. Ari had this beautiful light brown skin, she was wild and free. I loved it, the three of us knew that it was fate that we met. We all had a deep understanding of each others passions, struggles, and love. We made a pact we would always be together. I was so thankful for them.

Becks, Ari and I were getting ready to go out to this new jazz club "Alley Cat Club" they kept pushing for us to go there because for them it was too ironic that they often called me Ali Cat. As we were getting ready my phone was vibrating.

Bzzz

Bzzz

I was confused why my cousin was calling me.

"Hey Ali!" His deep was comforting, I hadn't heard his voice in a long time.

"Yoongi!?!" I couldn't hide the excitement and confusion in my voice or my face really. Why was he so excited?

"We were talking about you, and wanted to say hello.." He was clearly drunk, and it was amusing, the girls were in the corner watching the conversation giggling, they found it as funny as I did.

"We who is we?" I was putting on my lipstick when my other cousin Jin appeared in the camera.

"Ali Cat!" Him and Yoongi sat down watching me get ready. I could see the protective older brother look growing in their facial expressions.

"Jinnn!?!" I squealed with excitement looking as dapper as ever even drunk.

"Ali, when are you coming back home?" I wanted to say never, but I couldn't. 

"Soon.." my answer was short, but it was enough for them. The good thing about my cousins is that they never crossed boundaries. 

I seen Jungkook in the background and we locked eyes, I had to be honest he looked good. He stood in the background watching me talk to my cousins. But it was time for me to head out. So in a rush I grabbed my purse, while Becks handed me my favorite leather jacket, it went great with alot of clothes, especially the black dress I had on. It however was backless, while the front had a deep v.  My cousins however were not happy about it. To them their little sister should not dress like that. I turned around quickly trying to act like it was no big deal.

"Where are you going?!" It wasn't Yoongi it was Jin. He was ready to come through the phone. I didn't answer, I froze. Jungkook was now leaning against the wall staring at me. I was making him squirm. I winked at him as I always did and hung up.

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