13. Explanations

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Ariah

I took a seat on the couch, exhausted from today's events. So we got the Hunter theory wrong, only to find out our old nanny has sons who we just happened to meet. Oh, let's not forget that one of em is dreaming about me.

"Nanny? You lived with them?!" I looked over to the kitchen. Jimin seemed really pissed. It was such a different demeanor from his calm-cheeky grin.

"Don't you dare talk to her like that. She's your mother. Apologize right now!" Class President was furious. Obviously, he wasn't gonna let anyone disrespect his mother. Not even his little brother. And there was a time when I would've done the same.

Mrs. Park was still sobbing uncontrollably. I couldn't even call her Nana anymore. It just didn't feel right.

Jimin was still breathing hard when he sped over to me. "You. Explain. NOW!"

I stared at him, calm as ever. "Calm your ass down first and talk like a civilized person."

He flinched, obviously not expecting me to be so nonchalant.

"Everyone sit down, we need to get things straight. You've all seen too much and I'm not in the mood to have Rita erase your memories of it." I called out to the rest of the herd.

"Erase our memories? She can do that?" The Dimple Guy was dumbfounded.

"You can find out a lot more if you sit your ass down." I teased.

They practically ran to the living room, fighting over the couch. Jimin sat closest to my feet, eager to hear what I had to say.

Everyone except Jihyo was with me, he was too busy comforting a sad Mrs. Park. The girls stood behind me, stern looks on their faces.

I turned to the guys, holding back a laugh. They looked like toddlers waiting for their Christmas gifts. It was hilariously adorable.

I had to clear my throat to keep myself from cackling. "Okay, well obviously you've seen what we do. Meaning we're not your average school girls."

"No shit Sherlock." I heard Yoongi mumble.

"Then what are you?" The Horse Smile one asked politely.

I took a deep breath. "We are descended from a family of Telesa. Spirit Women, created by Tagaloa to protect the Earth man has carelessly demolished over time. Our purpose is to make sure Earth is appreciated by man, that she is cared for and loved."

The Rectangular Smile dude raised his hand, looking really lost.

I gave a small smile, nodding at him. "Yes?"

"Ummm who's Ta- Ta- ... The one whose name starts with a T." I heard the girls chuckling at his struggle.

"Tagaloa. For us, he is the Creator. The Destroyer. Like Buddha or God to you." I explained.

"Ahhhh." They nodded.

"Any other questions?" I wasn't surprised to see Mr. Sarcastics hand up.

I nodded.

"Okay, you said you're descended from a family of them. Does that mean there are more of you?" He sounded a bit scared.

"Of course there are more of us moron. Not just in our family but other families too. And other islands. We have enough to put together an army." I wasn't surprised either when Rita cut in.

"Then what makes you so special? Kookie tells us there are people after you. People who want you. He even had a seizure so we took him to the hospital." Mr. Handsome probed.

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