"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed as I started hitting them with the pan in my hand. Chasing them around my house while throwing other things at them.
They scattered everywhere while shouting things like 'don't hit me' or 'stop it'. How could I possibly stop if some random guys pop up out of nowhere in you're own house, telling you that their genies while you're just cooking yourself some food to eat?!! That is not normal.
Yeah, that's right I said genies. How could there possibly be genies now? Wait there are no such thing as genies.
"Hyoyeon!!" one of them yelled. Surprised, I stopped and faced him with a shocking expression on my face. How could he possibly know my name? Maybe they are genies? Or maybe I'm just crazy? What's with all these questions? Argh.
"Hyoyeon, please calm down." I dropped the pan and my eye lids started to get heavy as I fell to the floor or did they catch me? I don't know but I know I'm pretty much knocked out.
So you guys aren't confused about anything, let's go back to a few days ago before all of this craziness happened to me.
Friday
Hyoyeon's p.o.v
Ring ring ring~
I woke up to my loud alarm clock repeating itself over and over again, which is getting pretty annoying. I groaned as I sat up and swung my legs to the side of my bed, slipping on my bunny slippers and making my way to the bathroom to freshen up for school.
"here comes another day."
Annyeonghaseyo, my name is Kim Hyoyeon and this is my everyday life. My life was prefectly normal -or so I thought it was. My usual daily routine was to wake up early for school, do any homework and then get ready for work. That's all I did all day -unless one of my friends invite me somewhere. Nothing can be more perfect -wait until later.
After I got dressed, I locked my door and walked to school, SMTS high school. Ah Yes, the famous SMTS high school were everybody there are pretty much rich and spoiled but I'm not like them. As you can tell, I'm actually the middle class type of person and I'm not spoil like the rest of the students at school.
I suddenly felt a vibration in my pocket. I fished out my phone and I have just received a text message from my friend, Amber.
Hyo! Where are you? I'm waiting outside the gates with kris. Hurry.
Ah the typical Amber. I smiled at the text message and ran to the school to see them standing in front of the school gates looking like themselves, as usual.
Amber is my best friend ever since middle school. She is rich but she isn't spoil. Her personality is a bit crazy but she can be serious at times. People think she's a boy because of the way she dresses but she doesn't care because she thinks that boy clothes are much more comfortable -which I agree with also- then wearing girl clothes and she is also into dancing just like me.
Now for Kris, Kris is a whole different story. He is just like amber about being rich and all but he is totally the opposite of amber. His personality is the shy type. I actually met Kris when I was just in elementary school, so that means we've known each other for a pretty long time and I'm happy I met Kris.
Our friendship is pretty strong. If one of us gets hurt, we would protect the other. That's how strong our friendship is. Nobody could hurt us or break us apart.
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The bell rang for lunch and amber dragged Kris and I along with her to the cafeteria. We got our food and sat down at our usual table while chatting about what we could do after school or what happened in our classes and what not.
