Every Small Detail. BTS Fan-Fic

A Tough Start

Adeline's point of view-

I wonder what would happen if I just lay here forever. Will anyone even notice if I'm gone? Well yeah... my parents are a given. But besides them, have I even made a big impression on the world. Not in the slightest. I think I might just lay here forever and drift off into a forever sleep. No, I don't want to die, that's not what I mean. I just want to dream forever.

Now I know that whoever is reading this may think that I'm lonely, or may even go as far to think that I'm depressed... but the truth is... I'm really not a morning person. Otherwise, I'm a really bright and optimistic. After twelve.  

The sudden annoying squeaking sound that probably wakes a good amount of the kids in America -and I now know Korea too- Is playing/screeching in my ear over and over, getting louder and louder. It bugs me nearly to death and I want so badly to throw my pillow at it with an angry fist. But hey, that alarm cost me good money. 

Sadly I get up. About ten minutes later, after a short nap. I glance over at my outfit that I had laid out for my second day of work. I have to admit, I picked out a cute outfit for today last night. I'm actually pretty excited to wear it because it is something that I have never worn before, and that always gives me a good fresh feeling.

I chose an outfit with a burgundy pinnacle skirt, a tucked in long sleeve loose hanging white shirt, black tights, black boots, and a cute black beret. I was going to wear burgundy lipstick with it and straighten my hair too. But as soon as I took my first bight of my waffle I looked at the time.

"It's 8:40, " I read.

 Oh shit, It's 8:40. I cringe inwardly and stomp both of my feat to the ground making an annoyed winning face. I guess when I thought I was sleeping in ten minutes, I was really sleeping thirty. And I went to bed early too!

I manage to run out of my apartment caring my purse around my neck, deodorant in one hand, a jacket in another, keys in my mouth, and all with my pj's (leggings, and a T-shirt)on. 

Goodbye trying to impress whoever I'm working with today. I guess I'll just have to surprise them with the classic 'wow, she looks okay when shes dress up' tomorrow. 

Then I'm off to my car. I fall. Then I'm off to my car again. 

Thankfully, twenty minutes later, I'm not late checking in. I might have almost killed myself to be on time, but I entered the door right at 9:00.

I look around the open space of the building, right now there are only workers, no visitors come till 10:00 so the place is almost empty. Well its pretty full, but it is even fuller when there are visitors. As my eyes wander across the room, they fall on the sign. Every time, for the past couple of days, that I read it my heart starts to thud.

Big Hit. I read and my sole does backflips. Back in America when I was a kid my dream all of my life was to be a pop star. Now I know all of the other kids wanted that too. But for me, well, it was different for me. I would sing in front of my class first through fifth grade whenever I had the chance to. Then me and my best friend would dream about our futures being Idols together, we learned guitar together, we took singing classes together. As the years went by we even made a YouTube channel of us singing and playing the guitar. The only difference between me and my best friend was, she was popular and cool, I was shy and a tomboy. One day she told somebody in our class about the YouTube channel. It spread like wildfire. I meant for it to be a secret, but I was slightly exited. What would they think about it? What would they say? Well, they didn't say anything at all. Nobody ever said anything to me about it. A couple of times, no more than a couple of times someone had told my best friend who happens to be next to me. "Hey, I saw your YouTube videos, you have a really good voice." I would wait for them to say something to me. But they never did. It doesn't seem like a big deal now. But It seriously crushed my dreams. It went downhill after that.