Guess who's back!!
So this is something that I was inspired to write because of the song Chinese New Year. That song is actually very nice and aesthetically pleasing to listen to.
I also wanted this to be 90's inspired (even though I wasn't born in the 90's But early 2000's) So I'll try my best to make this as accurate as possible.
.Also this will be pretty long...
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(I see you at the movies
I see you with your lipstick on
I'm looking out for cosmos
I'm hoping we can get along.....)
She looks so pretty when she dresses in her street wear.....Damnit! come on Jungkook go over there and approach her! Well...she might not want to talk to me since we are two different people of possibly two different backgrounds...
"Jungkook come here and hurry up! These dishes won't wash themselves." My mother yells up to me in the attic. "Ok" I look in the window at the girl one more time and then leave downstairs before I get hit again.
"Y/N! hurry up and bring your ass back in this house and cook for your siblings!" You roll your eyes and come off the front porch and walk into the house that smelled like heavy bleach. Sometimes you felt more like "The Help" and not like a daughter. You finish up with the mopping before going into the kitchen to make a meal for your siblings.
You honestly wanted to run away and leave this house. You felt as if your life was going no where.
You finish up the meal before going back outside to sit on the porch.
(It's time for an ovation
It's time for us to make a change
It's time for a Chinese new year
It's time for me to make my way...)
I finish up the dishes and try to quickly head back up into my room (the attic), Instead of walking up like I wanted to; I am instead met with my mother who smells as if she downed an entire bottle of alcohol
"Can I please go to my room.." She looks at me then draws back her hand and smacks me. onto the ground. "Gosh, I had the fact that I'm stuck with you and your father is out having the time of his life." I look up at her and stand. "I'm sorry about that too..."
She pulls out another cancer stick of the day and sits on the couch. I slid on my Nike Air Force 1's and walk through the front door.
After sitting there looking at the beautiful night sky I look to see that girl come back outside and look at me. She walks over at me and sits down. "Is your face ok?" Her voice sounded nice even though it was average. She looked very pretty even in a pair of baggy sweat pants and a Destiny Child's T-shirt.
"Yea, I guess.." She pulls out a small pack of tissues from her pocket and takes a small pour of the water from the bottle she brought. She slowly applies the tissue to my face and I wince at her movements. "Sorry, I thought it may help the pain a bit." I take the wet piece of tissue and pat my cheek slowly. "How come you keep tissues on you like that?" I asked her more out of curiosity then confusion. I know you should be prepared for anything but tissues?
"I tend to cry about my situation sometimes and get frustrated when my anxiety takes over. I know that seems a bit personal but.." She looks at me with a small smirk on her lips but I don't buy it. She's hurting and she still came to help me even though she doesn't know who I am. "Well, how about we be friends? I'm Jungkook" She shakes my hand and smiles. "My name is Y/N."
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