Curly [a Kpop Fanfiction]

IV

Samantha's POV

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I woke up at 6:13, almost an hour before my alarm was set to go off. So instead of going to the bathroom (which is the reason I woke up in the first place) and going back to sleep, I decided to scroll through Instagram. When I opened the app I saw that I had been tagged in multiple pictures by @bts.bighit. I smiled and double tapped on all of the pictures. I stopped scrolling and looked at the selfie we took while eating our Dippin' Dots. My palms still tingled from slapping the concrete so hard. I began to read the comments below the picture.

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>bangtanfan1: Why do American artist always want to colab with k-pop artists? Becausae they aren't as talented or known as THAM THATS WHU!!!!!11!1!1
>unofficialsamfam.99: First of all @bangtanfan1 don't disrespect my queen. She's just as popular, if not more- than BTS. And second of all, no one even said anything about collabing (it has two "L's" btw). SO STOP BEING AN INTERNET TROLL AND GET OFF YOUR MOM'S PHONE, YOU ILLITERATE 12 YEAR OLD!
>x._Samantha4life_.x: And also @bangtanfan1 check your spelling before coming for anyone. **Because**Them **Why

>Lo0NaSPamz: STAN LOONA!

>Hey.Stob.It: You all need to chill with the arguing because in case you couldn't tell the boys look happy. And us fans are here to make them happy, because they make us happy, #FakeFans

I scroll down in the comment section only to see more arguements like these between Army and Samfam. I decide to follow @unofficialsamfam.99 for being one of the first fans to stick up for me. The comments began to bum me out so I check my Snapchat and Twitter, only to find similar things there as well.

I checked the time only to find that I've been scrolling for forty minutes, and the time was now 6:53. I'd also noticed that my throat was dry and I was thirsty. I slid my feet into my fluffy house shoes and crept down the hall, my phone shining it's flashlight as I walked. As I passed the bathroom, the urge to go came back full force. I decided to get something to drink first. When I got to the kitchen I put my phone faced-down on the counter, so that I could use it's light without turning on the kitchen light. I shifted my weight from one leg to another, as I am now faced with another difficult decision: soda or water? I settled on water, drinking it as if my life depended on it, then bolting to the bathroom. When I washed my hands and came out, I headed in the direction of my room only to remember that my phone was still in the kitchen. I went back and grabbed my phone.

As soon as my phone was in my hand, my alarm went off and the Beastie Boy's "No Sleep 'Till Brooklyn" filled the air at full volume. The sudden noise startled me and I almost dropped my phone. Gaining a better grip on my phone and heart rate, I snoozed my alarm and made my way back to my room. I know I wasn't supposed to worry about putting on too much make up (since it would be changed when I'd get there). Plus she'd also given me the okay to wear sweats. But I still woke up more than two hours early, to look and feel my best. I'm not particularly a "morning person", but if I wake up early and shower I'll manage through the day. I grab my shower bag and towels, then headed to the bathroom for the second time today.

When in the shower my scrubs. playlist started playing "Lose Yourself" out of my waterproof speaker. I rap along because this is one of my favorite songs to hear in the morning. My playlist changes from Emenim, to BLACKPINK, to Ava Max, when my mom knocks on the door (something she does often when I come and visit to either say, "Good Morning", "Hurry up" or "Keep it down others are still sleeping". It's usually the latter one).

I turn down my music and yell over the water, "Good Morning mom!"

"Good morning hun. Keep it down American Idol," she replied.