A thug in training

Coincidently

Two weeks later

Chloe's POV

"At what time is the flight?"

"At 12.05 she'd be at Sri Lanka"

"So we should be there with an hour's time before us?"

"I don't think all of us visiting her would be a good idea"

"What are you talking about, family is perfect no matter what the situation is"

"But Grammy, she has spent most of the time at France. She'd probably hate it if we all show up."

"14 is not a bad number!"

I'd never know my grandmother. I knew that she'd be a different character than anyone else I'd ever known. So much to her country and the word "family". She goes on about how long time ago people died for them.

1) family

2)Country

At times it was different, then it was about their religions and for their races. But that was not important when the talk about family or country was there.

She was traditional. Using informal speech?disrespected. Talked back to her without her permission? Disrespected. Threw away the food she cooked behind her back? Disrespected. And she says that to your face. "Go change your ways young lady" 

Just like that we were running here and there in the airport. My cousin sisters; Amritha and Jasmine who would have an occasional visit to airport every year when we were picking up our aunt from the airport, were laughing around chatting about their last visit. It was my first. Since I'd never cut school back at Seoul this much before.

Now? I didn't care.

Something happened that made me feel that I didn't fit in. Maybe I might be able to enter in to a Sri Lankan school here with my cousin sisters. Except that they told me that their exams are pretty strict and anyone who would get lower than the pass mark would have to stay after school and learn them again from the beginning.

But at times I didn't care.

I have nothing to look up for, back at Seoul. Once I had a crush on a guy, who was my Best friend's adopted brother, then he found true happiness in someone else. Then I'd thought that the world would change since there were more fish in the sea,..

I guess he didn't even consider me a friend.

The day when I returned back his coat he assumed that I stole it and since I was guilty that I came to give it back to him. If I did stole it, I swear I would never hand it back. Out of guilt or no guilt.

The whole thing was so stupid that I didn't even wanted to talk about it with anyone. I was trying to let it slide and just forget about it. But in my head this mysterious voice kept on asking me "He called you a thief because your skin was black, you think he's a racist? What should I do if he is a racist? Will I ever be able to live if he is a racist?"

The truth is I can live with that. It's not like I loved him. I've been in love and I've known how it felt... Besides I've watched a ton of Kdramas which had romance in it. So much that I can't even name all of them.

Grammy was seated on the metal chair and was sipping on to her Diet Coke. She doesn't have diabetes. And she believes that she won't get it anytime soon, she would just say that she still has a long way to go and would not pass out anytime soon. It is God's will, she'd say. 

Grandpa was completely the opposite. He too never had diabetes, but was afraid that he might have it if he didn't look after him more carefully. He would never have Diet Coke even if the God himself would show up with one, in fact he doesn't believe in God. He believes that your health is what will keep you wealthy.