in which a normal girl transfers into a prestigious, private performing arts school in South Korea. Where she encounters an elite clique of dashing, popular high-achievers and finds love.
and did I say normal? I meant to say unusual, mainly because...
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< I also wanted to add a white fur coat to this outfit, so could really look like a expensive bad bitch >
My phone buzzed for what felt like the tenth time, I looked down to see it was Emma. Again.
"Where are you?" "Are you really not showing?" "You May have time.. Yoongi is an hour late and they aren't starting the party without him"
"God theres a lot people here" "Oh shit... I see his mom... and that whore sera"
"Hello?" "Maya?"
"Everything alright?" Yoongi asked pulling me out my thoughts, as I sit across from him the limo.
I slightly smiled, slowly looking up to notice Yoongi who was fixing his tie.
But was obviously struggling. I sigh, "let me" I tell him getting out of my seat and sitting next to him.
I leaned forward helping him with his tie, I could tell his gaze on me. Watching my every move, I swallowed hard.
"You seem nervous" he points out the obvious.
Well duh. I'm showing up unexpected to your birthday with you.. everyone will be looking at me the entire night.
I'm most likely the only black and non rich person in there, and also I couldn't decide what to wear so I put this shit on last minute.
But I couldn't let him know that.
"Nervous? Maya Brooks is never nervous" I say causing him to smirk.
He reaches out and grabs my hand, to hold it. "it's okay, if you are... it may not look like it but so am I. I mean this the first time in a long time that I'm going up against my mother" he explains causing me to nod.
In a long time? Before I could say anything the limo came to a stop meaning we have arrived.
Yoongi turns me before caressing my cheek, "you trust me?" He asks causally out of nowhere making me wonder what exactly he had planned tonight.
"You ask me that all the time, my answer is still gonna be the same" I tell him.
"Good" he says before pecking my lips. The door opens and Yoongi steps out, he turns around placing out his hand to help me out the car.
I step out and against the coat on me, I exhaled deeply as we approach the entrance of his house.
I noticed many cars parked along and outside of his house meaning there was people more people then expected.
Yoongi brought his arm out, I reached into and linked my arms with his. I've already mentally prepared myself for tonight.
Under any circumstances will I be crying tonight. Just for today I wasn't going to be emotional, or a soft girl who cries every time something doesn't do her way.
