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I'm awoken by a feathered pillow being slammed onto my face.
"WHAT THE HELL???" I screeched, sitting up fast enough to make the room spin for a moment. Irene stood at the edge of my bed, her hand perched on her hip and the pillow slung over her shoulder. She was dressed in a shirt that was tucked into a pair of spandex shorts, cheap black flip flops on her feet.
"Get your ass up, we gotta go!" she grabbed my ankle and dragged me down and I groaned as I glanced at the clock on my bedside table.
"It's 8 in the morning! Where on god's green earth do we need to go this early?!"
She sighed and pinched her nose, "You're hopeless. I knew you wouldn't do any preparation for today so I did it for you. Now get dressed, because if we miss our appointment, you're getting yourself ready for the ball."
I bolted to the restroom and quickly washed up, knowing I would be a mess without her.
"You're going to be poked and prodded all day, so you better wear something comfortable! preferably short! Oh! and wear sandals!!"
"But it's COLD outside!"
"Beauty is pain! and it's only 40 degrees out, you'll be fine!"
I groaned and threw my hair up onto a rat's nest of a bun and dragged myself into my closet. I dug through the dresser that I had tucked inside. I pulled on a pair of black spandex shorts that I usually use for practice, and throw on an oversized yellow t-shirt. Hey, she said comfortably; and if I'm going to be in a dress for the next two days I could at least have this.
I slipped on a white pair of slides and grabbed a thick, winter jacket because I was going to have some sort of barrier. I peeked my head out only for Irene to grab my wrist and drag me out of the house, I barely managed to grab my purse as she did.
"Girl! When I say hurry up I mean it!"
"I get it! I get it!"
She shoved me into her car and harshly pulled out of the parking lot.
"Where are we going anyway?"
She peered at me, noticeably calmer now that we were on the road.
"We're going to Arisa's."
I gave myself whiplash. "What?! Even us as her close friends have a hard time getting appointments with her! How'd the hell did you manage that?!"
She smiled at me and shook her head, "I know you better. I spilled the entire situation to her the moment you told me you accepted the invitation. She reserved spots for us that very day."
My heart swelled at her words and I felt a soft smile make its way onto my lips. "You're the best."
Her cheeks twinged pink slightly before she blew a raspberry. "Ah ya. Don't give me that look, I'm just looking out for you."
I giggled and pulled my attention to my phone, where messages from the group chat with all of the boys. I had come to find out that they all knew each other, or at the very least were acquaintances; I was surprised I didn't figure it out sooner. Since Tae and Jin came into my class together and Yoongi already knew Jin and Jimin from his childhood. They never really mentioned each other until I brought it up, so I don't think they are that close.
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