Chapter 3

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I glance around, boxes piled in all corners of the room. Now which is my clothes..? Hm.... Standing up I look in the mirror that hangs above my empty dresser. My blue flannel pajama pants covering my feat due to them being to long, the white shirt on my upper half loose. After 10 minuets of searching through boxes i finally found my clothes. Putting on a shirt that reads 'Coffee is my Best Friend' and a pair of black skinny jeans i jog down the stairs.

"Hey you little shit give me that back!" I hear Luhan yell at our younger brother Baekhyun, who has apparently stole his phone, Luhan looked pissed at him, I chuckled and leaned against the counter to watch. "Im not the little shit! Im a year older than you!" Baekhyun yelled, clutching his phone and was running around, laughing because Luhan couldnt catch him. I cock an eyebrow, grabbing a piece of toast, nibbling on the corner. Mmmmmmmmm cream cheese.

"I dont care just give me my phone!!!!" Luhan yelled, tackling Baekhyun to the ground. I laugh, slinging my bag over my shoulder, they both look up, clearly surprised by my appearance, being there.
"Kyungsoo make this lil bitch give me my phone!" Luhan yells.  I think for a minute. Why would I do that when it looks like so much fun?
"Nah." I run out the door, them at my heels.  I laughs, running faster, down the street. I have always been faster then them.
"Tag motherfucker!" Luhan taps my back and I turn around, an evil look in my eyes.

"oh shit its satansoo!!!"  They both run around me, towards our new school, me chasing closely behind them. Those fuckers can't get away from me this tim- I ran into someone's hard chest, I looked up, my eyebrows knitted together. Him...

"well hello there.. My pretty little mate"

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I know I know, short as hell. IM SO SORRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.

Is anyone else trying to go to the block b concert in Chicago this November?

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