CHAPTER 1

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Kim MiJung

"YAAAAHHHH, KIM MIJUNG IF YOU DONT BRING YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND MAKE YOUR SISTER BREAKFAST??!?", my Mom yelled.

With in two minutes of talking a shower, I make my way downstairs, but before I could place my foot on the last step I got slapped.

"What took you so long and why are you still standing there? Go make breakfast for everyone and leave for school. I don't want to see you", my Mom said before leaving.

"I want fried rice", my sister, Minji said with a cocky tone.

Uggg. I never knew why I was hated by my family. Maybe it is the fact that my Dad died in a car accident. They both blame me for it.

After I served that rat queen her food, I went upstairs to get ready for school. I wore a white and blue striped sweater with my favorite pear of jeans and my white converse.

I put my hair in a messy bun and wore some light makeup. Got my backpack and walked to the front door.

I saw my sister in a short skirt and whispered to my self. "Whore", i said. My Mom heard and slapped me again.

"Don't call your only sister a whore", my Mom yelled. Why did she care so much what I said. My Mom left.

I saw my sister glaring at me. "Your just salty that Mom byes me top brands and you can only afford goodwill", she said to me chuckling.

I just look at her. I shop at goodwill to up cycle old clothes. The sweater I'm wearing was thrifted. I just left that house.

I put in my headphones and played Bellyache by Billie Eilish. I am in love with this song.

Where's my mind
Where's my mind
Where's my mind
Where's my mind
Maybe it's in the gutter where I left my lover
What an expensive fate
My V is for Vendetta
Thought that I'd feel better
But now I got a bellyache

I sang out loud, forgetting my surroundings. Then I saw I flyer on those pole things. "Make up artist needed. 50 dollar per hour", it read.

Maybe I should apply. Then I realized I was going to be late of school, so I shoved the flyer in my bag and ran.

Luckily I wasn't late, because if I was my Mom would have beat me like last time. I notice someone running towards me. It was my best friend Chaeyoung.

Chaeyoung and I have been best friends as long as I can remember. "Gurrrlll, I found a job, it is at this really nice cafe", she said existed.

Lucky her. She can start making money and live on her own, while I'm still looking for money in between my couch.

She notices the bruise on my cheek. "Hey are you good", she asked. Chaeyoung knows everything that happened between my family and I.

I just nodded and she continued. We were walking to class then someone bumped into her.

"Oh no", she said. It was Hani. "If you don't watch where your going", she yelled.  "Mess me with that me with that bullshit. You hit her, dumbass", I said getting angry.

Chaeyoung looked scared. She knows how I am when I'm angry and she didn't need to be suspended like the other time. "No one was talking to you," One of Hani's friend, Somi yelled at me

"Shut the fuck up before I shove that Starbucks drink up your ass", I said amused. Chaeyoung snorted.

Hani looked at me and said " you wouldn't dare". I close to her ear and whispered "try me bitch". And she took off running.

Today is not going to be an easy day, I thought before leaving to class.

~end of chapter~

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