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INTRODUCTION

INTRODUCTION
Abbi's point of view:
"Fuck sake" I exclaimed as I stared unamused at my college folder floating in a mud filled pot hole as if it was mocking me. It had been the breeziest day this month and the winds were so strong that small trees had been pulled from the ground so I have no Idea how I thought that holding my coursework as I walked to the bus station would fair well but hey ho clearly for some reason I wasn't thinking straight.
I quickly bent down to fish my organic chemistry notes from all the mud and then proceeded to flick and scrape the mud off trying to act like nothing had ever happened in the first place and doing and extremely poor job at it.

Taehyung's point If view:
I had no motivation I felt as if I had fallen down a deep pit and there was no ladder for me to escape "Tae? Tae! TAE!" Namjoon called "snap out of it man I know that you still feel bad but none of it was your fault you couldn't have stopped it from happening. It's not your fault know that" no matter how much the boys tried to reassure me I knew it was my fault and I could of saved her and that's all on me.
"Come on guys we can do this shit it's our first time ever in the UK and we're gonna kill it let's win their hearts" he encouraged but I was to out of it to take anything in so I resumed my daydreaming out of the window as Namjoon's words slowly muffled and drifted away.

Abbi's point of view:
I  had just arrived back home. it was only 5:30 but it was already pitch black and the twinkling stars were already smiling. I had only got 2 hours until I was supposed to be leaving to stay the weekend with my friend Kate at her university in London so I swiftly ran up my stairs and into my room to start packing my bag. I rummage through my wardrobe until I found a small black hold-all with a pink and white rose pattern. I unzipped the bag and started going through my list and packing everything I needed. 30 minuets had already passed and I had packed my entire bag I consult my list for my next task it said "get dressed up she's talking you out tonight"  "SHIT!!" I exclaimed. I had completely forgotten that we were supposed to be going to a freshers party that night."what should I wear and what could I wear" I thought to myself. Completely stumped I picked up my phone and began to call Kate.
"Hey chick !! What do ya want ? Also I'm so sorry I'm kinda busy at the moment so quick fire." a soft yet confident voice hurried 
I loved listening to Kate's voice I loved her accent she was originally from London but up until recently she had been living in Leeds so her voice had a little twang it was so interesting to me and personally I hated my own voice. I'm from the south of England so I had developed a well spoken and articulate accent that everyone at my school used to bully me about calling me a "posh tit" or "her majesty". I hated it and used to try and use more slang and change my accent which gave the bullies more ammunition against me because I sounded ridiculous.
"Sup bitch ! It's okay I'll be fast I was just wondering what should I wear tonight I don't really have much"
"Erm perfect the less clothes the better" she laughed
"what?!" I was so confused
"It's a party girl have fun cute but slutty! Right I gotta go I'm really in the middle of something so sorry see you soon" and she hung up.
I was really confused and was just standing, trying to process what had just happened "cute but sutty" I laughed. Kate is such a character.

I walked over to my wardrobe and slid all but one coat hanger along the silver metal pole towards the left to reveal a small, fitted, red dress with two triangle cut outs on the side. I had bought this dress ages ago I had never had a reason to wear it but I had alway wanted to have an excuse to slip it on.

And other 30 minuets had passed and I was standing in front of my full length mirror admiring the way the dress clung tight to my waist, hugged my hips and sculpted my chest. "It was the perfect fit" I thought. I had curled my mahogany hair into little ringlets that fell delicately just below my collarbone, matched my red dress with a dark berry toned lipstick and flicked a gentle wing along the outer corner of my eyelids. I had never felt better.  I grabbed my bag and slipped on some Adidas superstar trainers "gotta kinda keep it casual" I chuckled as I closed the front door behind me.

Taehyungs point of view:
We had just checked into our hotel it was only 5:30 but It felt like i could of slept for hours. I had no motivation to do anything, so to cheer myself up I thought I would go visit Jungkook in his room. He always seemed in a good mood so maybe he could wake me up a bit. As I slumped down the winding corridor lined with a red patterned carpet thoughts began to race across my brain "she was so young. she must have been so alone. it's my fault she did this to herself. why didn't I just reach out" these thoughts came to a sudden stop when I felt a strong hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw a  man smiling at me he had a small face that was strong looking yet kind as he had a fullness around his cheeks and lower eyelids, he had thick straight eyebrows and platinum blond hair, a short button nose and two plump pillow lips. He was short but had a strong frame and you could see this by his stance. It was Jimin.
"You startled me"i sighed. He chuckled "where are you going?" Jimin questioned "I was off to see JK I thought I could help him unpack"
"oh! He's not in his room. He's downstairs with Hobi they found a gym and are exploring" he laughed again
"Oh. Okay then I'll give him a hand later then I guess." I mumbled.I was really disappointed I was looking forward to having a chat and the company. "How about we go and find somewhere to get a drink?" Jimin Asked. I presume that he could see that I was upset that's what I loved about jimin he was so kind and always was trying to help. "erm okay sure" I stuttered as we walked towards the lift.