Curly [a Kpop Fanfiction]

III

Samantha's POV

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When we finished the pizza, I pulled out the toasted ravioli that came with them. "Have any of you ever had toasted ravioli before?", I ask already prediction the answer. Everyone shakes their head.

"Yeah I kind of guessed. It's more of a Midwestern thing. But they're great, so try some. Just dip and eat", I say handing each of them one and setting the marinara sauce on the table. "Bon Appitiet". We all count down from three, then popping them in our mouth. I wait for their reaction. I see Suga's face scrunch up as soon as he bites it. I hold back a laugh, as does Arin. The rest seem to enjoy it.

"Yeah, No.", he says spitting it out in a napkin. I laugh, "That's fine. Midwest food isn't for everyone".

The other members chime in (with a haven't you people ever heard of...lol).

"I like it", Namjoon says. Although he knows I can speak Korean, he insists on only speaking in English to me. After everyone finished those off (those who liked them anyways), I had nothing to do, not knowing they were going to stop by.

"Hey Charya what time is it", I shout down the hall, my phone was in the kitchen and I refused to move to go get it. She had refused to put down her book, and bring it into the kitchen in fear that it might get grease on it.

"I don't know! Maybe 2 something", she yells back. My eyes go as large as saucers. Mom got off at one-forty. Don't panic. "Arin. A word.", I say pulling her out of the kitchen into the hallway.

"Arin. Mom's on her way. We need to get them out of here. You know how mom will react when she comes home and sees that seven strangers have stepped foot into her house", she nods along as I speak.

"Here's a simple solution", she says sarcastically. "Get them out of the house", she walks away acting as if she had just solved world hunger in the snap of a finger.

"Oh yeah?! And go where exactly?". She continues to walk away as she called back, "Don't worry. Just grab your keys". I roll my eyes and walk into the kitchen after her.

"Who wants to ride in the cool car?", she asks.

"She said, 'Who wants to ride in her car'", I translate.

"Where are we going?", Jungkook asks.

"Arin, where are we going?"

"To America's #1 free attraction", she responds. I turn back to Jungkook, "We're going to the Zoo".

"Charya!", I yell running to her room. "Hm", she calls from the other side of the door. I open the door.

"Hey do you want to go to the zoo with us". She looks up from her book, "Will Greyson Chance be there?"

"If he was, you wouldn't know", I mumble under my breath. "What was that?", she challenged. "Nothing"

"Okay Samantha", she says putting her book down. "I'll come but only if we can see the penguins". "Deal". We then heard a car door slam.

I ran out of Charya's room into the living room where everyone had congregated. Arin looked as alarmed as I was. I peeked out the curtain holding my breath. Arin exhales at the same time as I did, when we saw a yellow Camero with two black rally stripes. Bumblebee. By then, Charya had joined us in the living room, ready to go. Chantel, my sister, unlocked the door and came into the house.

She had headphones in as she walked in ignoring everyone, heading straight into the kitchen.

"Hey Joon", I call, he turns to me. "Can you all figure out who's riding with whom. So that when I get back we can just leave". He nods. I turn on my heels heading into my room, putting on my light pink leather jacket. I stuffed my phone, charger and wallet into my purse, grabbing it and walking to the kitchen.