i trudge my way into school, in a bad mood already. my parents had been arguing this morning over some guy who screwed my dad over or something, and it hasn't put me in good spirits.
i sit down in my seat and rest my head on the table.
"hey y/n!"
i look up and see my 'best friend' misoo smiling at me brightly. but i know that smile is fake. i've heard her talk shit about me behind my back to a few of the more popular girls in class recently, so i've tried to ignore her as best as i can but it's kinda hard when i sit next to her in everything.
i smile and nod in return.
"so, did you hear the party that's happening tonight?" she says, sitting down next to me. i can smell her bittersweet perfume so strongly i almost choke. i shake my head.
"well, you should totally come." she looks at her hot red nails and smiles.
"eh.. i'll think about it." i say, looking out of the window.
misoo raises her eyebrows and returns back to her other friends, or her minions as i call them. i think she wants me to become like them, but that's never happening. no thank you.
i sigh and focus my attention at the front of the classroom, where our teacher begins to ramble, the words instantly going straight over the top of my head.
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beep!
i'm walking home when my phone goes off, interrupting my music. i look at the notification.
(1) message from: misoo
so, are you coming tonight? i totally think you should..
i roll my eyes. i had given that party no thought whatsoever. i mean, misoo doesn't look like she's gunna give up. so maybe i should go. why not?
i type a reply, my thumbs dancing across the screen.
sure, why not. what time?
i wait a few seconds for a reply.
(1) message from: misoo
great! be at soojis house by 7pm xoxoxox
i internally groan. what have i gotten myself into?
