[ 20 ]I fall onto the soft grass it crunching slightly under my weight. Staring at the clouds I watch the blue sky as the wind blows softly causing the birds to chirp happily as they fly above me. I close my eyes inhaling softly trying to absorb the feeling of everything around me. The boys left earlier for practice asking me if I wanted to tag along but I had to sadly deny as I distract them entirely too much.
So here I am lying In their ginormous backyard on a cool evening trying to get back in touch with myself as being around all of these new things seem to have run to my head. Muddling together into one big headache. The wind whistles as it blows yet again making me shiver pulling my jacket tighter around me I sit up and cross my legs smiling to myself. Feeling content I stand up and make my way back to the glass sliding doors at the back of the house. I step in my feet touching the cold tiles of the floor. I pace towards the fridge opening it only to close it again and grab a glass to fill with water. I sip on the water wondering what I should do because the boys won't be back until later. "Hm... I want to do something spontaneous... something reckless and fun and...different..." I whisper to myself as I set the glass in the sink with a clunk.
The light of the bathroom glows on my skin as I sit on the counter staring at my reflection. I hop off of the counter quickly running down the hall to the door before turning around and running back to grab my book bag, phone, and wallet. The door swings shut behind me as I run down the pathway towards the gate swinging it open and then locking it behind me as I run down the street to the convenience store.
/45 minutes later/
Dyeing your hair is always a different experience for everyone. I've always wanted to dye my hair and this idea became more enticing after I had taken out my braids last night. I had washed my hair and I just wanted to try something... different. So I sit In the sink being very wary of where I put the dye. Maybe I'll even cut myself some bangs give myself a whole new look. "Nah i'd mess that up." I say giggling at the thought of crooked bangs. So I take the time to get the dye in and I wait the longest time just so I'm sure the dye has saturated my hair. I rinse out the dye before blow drying my hair and clipping it even on the ends. I sit with a curling iron trying to get it perfect.
After an all day affair I squeal in excitement falling in love with my reflection. I shout jumping around and clapping before the door to my room burst open. "What's wrong!" Namjoon says looking startled along with all the other boys who seem to just have gotten back from practice. I open the bathroom door stepping out revealing my new hair before pointing at it with a big smile "it's perfect!" I say my eyes sparkling with joy.
The boys have all filed in to the large room at this point and are laughing at my excitement before they all compliment my new hair. Seeming tired they all turn out and waddle down the hall except for Namjoon who before he shuts my door grumbles "so damn cute..."
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Do you think that yoongi has a lifetime supply of bb boy juice that he drinks? Anyways vote and comment! Updates might be a little rocky because school is already crazy so bare with me.That's not Echo but that's what her hair would look like. Someone asked me if I based Echo off of myself and I'm not really sure I mean I guess we have some sort of connection but I don't really know if I act like that.
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Echo
أدب الهواةEcho is a 17 year old girl who runs away to the only thing that has made her smile after her father passed. A group of 7 boys that she never thought she'd actually meet but I guess things happen for a reason. (Ambw)