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Buckle up your seatbelts because this chapter is another blast to the past.
September 2004
"Miss Kang?"
The lively atmosphere of the classroom suddenly quiets down as everyone looks at our teacher to answer the intercom.
"Yes?" She responds in confusion. Usually the parents tell her ahead of time if they'll be checking out a student early. As far as we know, no one is supposed to be checked out. Today's my birthday and all of the students are supposed to be here the whole day. How do I know this? I overheard my father ask the other parents last week. He and my mother wanted to give me a surprise classroom birthday party.
I overheard Dad making cupcakes in the middle of the night. Mommy quickly rushed me past the kitchen this morning so that I "wouldn't see" them; I saw them all. I also saw the goody bags of candy that mom tried to hide in her work bag. They had the biggest smiles on their faces as they walked me to school this morning, promising me that today would be a memorable day. They suck at hiding surprises but I love my Mommy and Dad. And I'm ready for a cupcake.
"Could you please send Jeon Jungkook to the office for dismissal?"
"Ah... Could you please ask Mr. or Mrs. Jeon what happened to the... uh... thing the parents discussed for today?"
"Please send Jungkook to the office for dismissal." The intercom promptly ended the transmission. Miss Kang blows out a long breath, shoulders humping over in defeat. "Jungkook, when you get to the office, could you please ask your parents to stop by for a moment?" I hurriedly nod my head as I pack up my belongings.
I stubbornly take slow steps towards the office. I don't understand why I'm being checked out if they're giving me a classroom party. Unless they're tricking me into thinking I'm not having a classroom party because they found out that I found out about the classroom party. A grin spreads across my face because that sounds like something silly they would do. They're playful like that.
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