A thug in training

The tickets

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I can't believe this, I'm having breakfast with my stepsisters and apparently Camela too.I never thought that I'd ever live on the face of Earth when this happens. And less than few seconds ago I realised that all of this is happening because of one person.CAMELA!

"Can you pass the milk carton?Im sure you can do the research later on."Krystal asked !I shoved the milk carton at her direction.

"She told you to give it not shove it. We are older than you remember? Better behave properly."Dorothy butted one.

"Bullshit."

"Look at Camela,she is way better than you."

That was the last straw.I completely regret having Camela over for breakfasts like this.

I took my cereal bowl and stomped off from that room.Like minded people could get along anyway they want I'm not gonna butt in their way.

I went into the garden and found the wooden swing near the rose patch,both Dorothy and Krystal are scared to come here since on their first visit a fake snake gave them the fright of the life.

I took my cereal bowl in my hands and walked towards the wooden swing,it slowly rocked as I ate my Cereal,my legs dragged on the carpet of grass.They felt nice under my feet.Neatly moved and fresh from the morning's pitter-patter 

"I thought you'd be here"Camela came towards me uninvited.

"Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be at the Dinning room being the goody two shoes?"I shot at her.

"Sorry about all that.I swear I have no connection with them whatsoever."

"Sorry did you say something?"I turned around and asked the Yellow Rose bush which had its thorns digging on to my back.

"Oh,Come on!"

"I'm sorry,I can't actually hear you well.How about a convo that has no-thorns included?"I was now trying to push away the throny branches off my back completely ignoring Camela existence.

"I'm going to take you out to a BTS concert."

"Oh,My pretty rose.............................WAIT WHAT"

"I was gonna explain."

"And give me one reason why I should come with you?"

"I'm sorry but I thought that you liked Whalien 52"Camela said,her voice down an octave.That happens when she's sad.

"When did I ever say that I liked that?"I still with no sympathy questioned on.

"You don't have to .It shows"She tries to pull the key to the correct octave.

"How so?"

"Oh forget, I'll just ask Jade,she's a huger fan than you are."

Oh,so this what you are trying ? Jealousy? Are you serious right now? We are living in the 21st century!Try more that's not enough Jesus.

"And I guess Jade could come with me and Jung Suk for Karaoke after the concert...."

"Lee Jung Suk is coming?!?"

That's it she hit my sensitive spot.HARD.

Camela's parents died years ago and from that days onwards she lived with her aunt,uncle and their son.Not their actual son.They looked after Jung Suk too since aunt is not that interested in giving birth.

Jung Suk is 17.Our age.Brown mixed black hair over his Irish eyes.Kissable,soft and pale pinkish lips.When he happens to wear his Nike sleeveless tee,his muscular arms.His long legs.

He rides his bike around the botanical garden,the sun hits him making him glitter.

I guess I overdid it.Well,he's a good looking guy and apparently my crush.

"I know, I told mom that I can't take him there but he promised that he'll stay distracted.And won't make any eye contacts."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah ,I know ,should I tell mom to keep him home,just this once?"

I came to the present at that moment,"WHAT?WHY?he's your brother!"

"That's exactly my point "

"What is ?"

"You don't carry Dorothy and Krystal everywhere you go!"

I got silence at this once.It's true why would she carry Jung Suk everywhere she go?

"If I go to the concert with you,will you let Jung Suk to come along?" I asked well...whispered. You don't want your best friend to know that you secretly are crushing on her step brother.

"Why?"

"Just make it a deal.Isn't it always the best for BTS to have a lot of fans?"

"Oh! So you do like BTS don't you?" Oh god a misunderstanding on so many levels.

"Let's go shopping today ,afternoon.So we could buy new dresses."

"Why?"

"Duh,don't you want BTS' attention?"

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It was a white dress.it's not that hard to wear a dress but the shoes? Well not really.Camela had this stupid idea of visiting Togas to buy Gladiator Sandals.It took me nearly an hour to put on them.

Camela knocked on my door and I opened and let her in.Camela was wearing the pink edition of my dress and instead of her gladiator Sandals she was wearing normal sandals.Apparently she had already given up.

She made me sit next to my table,apparently I didn't have a mirror.Camela was prepared tho.She started dabbing foundation on my face while letting me peek on to the huge mirror she took out from her makeup kit.

Eventually she was stroking my cheeks with a Kabuki brush and was applying Waterproof Mascara.She did it with such a care that I might have fallen asleep if her iPhone didn't play 'Not Today'ever as loud.

She drew my lips with a lip glossIt smelled like strawberry.Or was t her perfume? I dived in.It was a first.She was like a mother.

Then she was fixing my hair.Combing.Brushing.Curling.Straightning. So this is how normal girls feel.Exotic...

After a while."You're pretty but not as me but who is gonna compare you and me?" So this is what I was missing.

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I wish I had a friend like Camela...

Well I take that back because I don't want to get covered up in cooking oil.... Anyways, thank you for reading,

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