Chapter 12: They're all Home...

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Min-ji rushed to her mom's room. She burst through the doors and crushed her mom into a bear hug. "I missed you, Mom!" she said. Mi-young laughed and hugged her daughter back. "How are you my little George!!" and showered her with kisses. She laughed liked a little kid and welcomed her mom and hugged her closer. She didn't care if she looked undignified. She just didn't realize how much she missed her mom until she saw her today. 

Mi-young always called her by her English name Georgina or her nickname George, when they were in London. And it stuck. Her friends there, in high school all called her George, and it was a long time since anyone called her that so then she started to tear up when she remembered all her friends back home.

'No! Seoul is my home now!!' she corrected herself. After all, she has promised her dad to start thinking of Seoul as home from now till forever- though that thought really hurts. She recalled a really painful memory... "If you say that Seoul's to be our home now...what about my dream of racing? Just because I'm a girl, you won't allow me to compete on the track?! You're ruining my life..." she sighed as she cringed. She always did when she remembered that particular fight.

"What are you thinking about?" her mom asked. "Oh - the same...the same..." she answered. Her mom pull her head down to her shoulders and patted her head. She sighed deeply before saying, "You know he loves you, right?" she said. "I know, but even though my mind understands, my heart finds that hard to believe...it's so unfair, he wasn't this strict when it came to Min-kyu-"

The doors opened with a crash and the person in question came barreling straight for her. "Hiya my little prat of a sister-" Min-ji ducked and elbowed her older brother while saying "Sod off, you old git-" "Enough! Fred! George!" Mi-young called them out. "He started it!!" Min-ji whined. Min-kyu (Fred or Frederick in English) just laughed at his sister. He winked at her and walked towards her. He hugged her tight to him. "Put me down!" she said, still annoyed. 

 Min-kyu was carefree and confident and 'real a pain in the butt', she thought. She wished he was more of a sweet and caring older bother, like the ones in dramas - tough luck. She just sighed as he ruffled her hair. She swatted his hand away but he just laughed.

Min-kyu stood tall at 5'9''. He has a strong jaw line, and a high-bridged nose and large eyes, so like his sister's. His good looks certainly attracted a lot of girls but more than his face, he was also a skilled professional race car driver. At 25, he was and accomplished driver, having even been called a prodigy by various magazines and newspapers in Europe. Min-ji stared longingly at her brother, part in despair and awe; and part in resentment and pride. 'Hmm, and now..on top of it all...he's the one I have to convince, so that Dad will let me race!! Brilliant!' she sighed silently.

"Freddy, about my car-" she started but didn't finish. 

The doors opened again and her dad came into the room.

"I'm home...George?" Jung-hoon asked.

'Great. Fascinating.' she gritted her teeth and turned to welcome her dad home.

'Brilliant! Now what?' she wondered.


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