The Guide for Bitches

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"Food, bag, clothes, hair, teeth, shoes, makeup..." you pressed your finger up to your bottom lip as your head swayed in confusion," what am I forgetting?"

You perched on your bed trying to memorize everything," Oh!" you sprang up and shuffled towards the door of your room.

When you reached you hunched and unlocked the floor. Yes, the floor. The tall rug of your room had a safe burrowed in it, a pretty reliable box.

You unlocked it with a totally difficult passcode. 1997, you thought as you unlocked the container that held..." Here it is. My guide."

Yes. Your guide. The emergency guide for anything and anywhere.

The Guide to Becoming...

That's what you designated it at the time.

Grinning, your blood fastened through your body. Your heart pumped. You inhaled and exhaled the fragrance of the book.

This guide gave you sympathy, after all, your father did leave you before birth. And your mother did perish giving birth to you. Her body couldn't handle the energy and strength it took to bring you into the world.

And that why you always promised yourself to be strong-

"(Y/N)," your head jolted to the door of your room.

There stood your goddess, Soon Bi.

You and her basically lived together more than half of your lives. Yes, counting sleepovers, running away from home, and boarding school.

The two of you were practically sisters.

"Hey," Soon Bi yawned.

You took one glance at her and knew what was going on.

Jimin and her got into another fight.

"Soon Bi..." you stood at her presence.

"No, it's his fault. Personally, I know it was also partially my fault. I mean look at me. I'm not pure like he wants me to be."

You rolled your eyes.

"Bullshiet."

"C'mon Y/N, let's go."

Shrugging you gathered your things and followed Soon Bi out the door.

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Arriving at school made you want to delete that place more than you did with Jimin when he broke your best friend's heart.

Opening your locker you felt someones gaze carving "we need to speak" into your back.

Smirking, you secured your locker and turned around about to take off to class.

Until you heard your name being shouted," (Y/N)! Wait, I need your help with something."

Turning you raised an eyebrow.

"And you are..." that came out bitchier than usual.

"Kim Minako," the blueberry haired girl held out her hand and smiled.

"Hm," I tilted my head and shook her hand," and why should I help you."

"Because I know something about you no one else but me, you, and Soon Bi," Minako crossed her small pale arms.