Suga's Sister (Book 1)

Chapter 4:

Jade's POV

The next morning I woke up and I squinted my eyes slightly trying to fight off the bright light that was now peeking through my window. I eventually gave up and opened my eyes to see that I was in a room that I had never been in before. It took me a minute to take in my surroundings and then I remembered that I was in Korea. Last night I must of fallen asleep in the van and somehow I ended up in this room. I sat up and looked around the small room. It was just your typical plain white guest room, nothing fancy. There was a big queen sized bed, with a white wooden head board and there were two bedside tables on either side of it, that matched it. The table on the right held a small lamp and an alarm clock. While the left held a lamp, and a bible, the Korean translation. Beside the table on my right was a small closet. The door was half opened and I could see the inside of it was completely empty except for the white full length mirror that was hung on the inside of the door. Then along the wall to my right there was a plain white desk and a chair, the desk was empty but I noticed that someone had brought my backpack in last night and hung it on the chair. Then beside the desk was my suitcase. It was leaned up against the wall between the desk and another door, which was closed, but I assumed it lead out into the hall. Then on the wall in front of me there was nothing but a small glass top table that rested on a silver stand. The table held a little 19 inch flat screen tv, and a small cable box as well as a DVD player. A small black remote rested on the DVD player, I assumed it was for the TV and DVD player as well as the cable box. Beside it was a metal DVD tower that was silverish in color and held a variety of DVDs none of which I recognized, or could even read because they were in Korean. Then beside it there was a black and white checkered bean bag chair and a white book shelf that was filled with anime books, that were also written in Korean and on top of the book shelf there was an expensive looking stereo system. The kind with the big speakers that could hold up to 5 cds at at time and could play records and cassettes as well as CDs and of course it had a radio. It also had a place to plug in an Aux cable so that you could play music from your MP3 player, iPod or iphone on it too, and there was a remote resting in front of it as well, which I assumed was meant to be used to control it. Then next to that was the wall to my left and along this wall there was nothing, but a dresser that was painted white and had been placed in front of the window. There was nothing on the dresser, except for a small black jewelry box that sat at the end nearest to the stereo. I noticed that everything in this room was either black or white. Even the bed sheets, were black while the comforter was white with a black floral print. The widow had blackout curtains on either side, but they were drawn and the only thing that was blocking out the sunlight were the white blinds and the black see though part that went under the black blackout curtains. I stood up and went to peak out of the window only to find that I had a view of the tennis and badminton courts, as well as the basketball court which was situated right next to them. The courts were all empty at the moment. But they seemed well worn, so I was sure that they were used frequently. I also noticed that we weren't very high up though, we were maybe on the third or fourth floor and that while it was bright outside it was still fairly early. Maybe around 10:00 or 11:00 am I guessed as I turned around to check them alarm clock by my bed and saw that it was 11:23 am. But I decided that it was probably time I made an appearance, so I quickly ran my fingers through my hair as I checked my appearance in the mirror and once I looked decent and had gotten rid of my bed head. I left my room and followed the hall to where it opened up into the living room. I looked around and saw that it was empty. So I decided to check the kitchen and dining room too, but they were both empty as well. It was also really quiet in the house, so I wondered if the guys were still sleeping. I was about to go check their rooms, when a folded up piece of paper that was lying on the coffee table in front of the couch caught my attention, so I went to retrieve it. But as I approached it I saw that it was addressed to me, and that it had my name written across it in big neat English letters. So I opened the note and began to read it.