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Im getting ugly

„If you could kick the person in the pants responsible for most of your trouble, you wouldnt sit for a month."

Something tickled my elbow. First it was okay, but then it got worse.

„Is she awake?" „Nope. Shes always so careless.." „Ill get her a few icecubes." „Thank you, Annie."

I scratched and spun. Where was I?

„Here." „Thanks. The others are still there?" „Yeah, we might as well start to grill in a few Minutes."

It was gone. I felt something wet and cold running down my nose.

„Ah .."

I opened my eyes and noticed that Taeil laid a bag of icecubes on my head.

„What happened?" Before I could ask more questions the memories came back.

I wanted to kill myself.

"Youve been walking around with a broom and then you slipped. I thought you were asleep so I didnt want to wake you. And then Annie came. "

„Stop. Who were the other people sitting with you in the Parvillion?"

Someone opened the door to the guest room.

A boy, about 15 cm taller than me came up to us.

This hair .. I somehow knew him ..

„OH MY GOD," I cried and threw the icecubes to the ground. I stood up and walked shaky to him. I tapped his forehead.

„Youre the guy from the Cáfe." „And youre the princess."

I hesitated and took my finger away

„I walked like a Zombie through the house and landed in the snow because of you two!"

I got angry. Why was he here?

Annie never invited her relatives to her home.

„Excuse me? Because of us?" He pursed his eyebrows and stared at Taeil.

What a jerk! I turned to the door and walked slowy past him. These punks!

I wanted to show everybody that I was angry and ashamed so I stomped my feet as I walked up the stairs.

My room was so cold. I fell on my bed to forget about this day.

After these events I didnt notice that Taeil followed me.

He looked into my room.

„Iri, do not behave like that."

„Im ..."

„Yes?"

„I'm sorry. but something like that never happened to a cool kid like me.. "

„Ah, I know."

He sat down on my bed and took my hand.

He began to stroke it.

„Gosh they get on my nerves.. has Annie told you who they are?"

He just grinned.

„Yes."

„Good, then you know what I think of them."

He searched for something in his pocket. „What are you doing?" I asked in surprise. He stretched out his arm and held a photo in my face. I took it and tried to recognize the people on it.

„Is that your band?"

„Yeah, but look closer.“

This is exactly what I did. There were seven people. Taeil, a boy with a great smile, another one with bright red hair and then there were two I couldnt place.

At the edge of the photo there was a boy standing with compressed shoulders

and another with blue hair and a black and white outfit on him. Where was the fashion police when you needed them the most?

Wait.

Annie's nephew .. and this blue hair ..

..and the other one.. that blond hair..

.. these two..

„These two from before are .. in your fucking band?!“