Curly [a Kpop Fanfiction]

XI

Samantha's POV

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"Yup." I reply in English, giggling at their reaction. When I got famous I always thought, 'I'm going said to be a super chill, down-to-earth celebrity, but I'm going to have the house that I want to have.' And I do.

My house is on one acre of land; the house takes up half of it. Equipped with a finished basement, loft, pool, movie room (that doubles as a game room, and several hidden rooms; I also have 10 bedrooms and 10 1/2 bathrooms. I know what you're thinking, who needs that many rooms? But you have to understand, if anything happens to my family (my five siblings, mother, or grandmother) they have somewhere to go, plus two guest rooms and bathrooms for each of them. To get onto the property you have to type in the passcode before riding up the windy driveway. At the front door the driveway turns into a roundabout. My bike sits near the door, next to my dog, Goyangie, and housekeeper, Jenny, who has my cat, Fluffy, in her arms. I squeal in excitement as the van come to a stop in front of them. I rip my seat belt off as a feeling of longing washes over me. It feels good to be home.

"Samantha!" Jenny called out to me as I launched myself out of the van, embracing her.

"How has things been since I left?" I asked crouching down to pet Goyangie.

"Well, your babies missed you a lot and your plants are all maintained. Everything went smoothly for the most part." She reassured me.

"Aw thank you so much Jenny; I don't know what I'd do without you." I stood and took Fluffy from her arms. As the guys exited the van.

"Oh yeah that's right you're leaving again, with a boy band." She stressed, making her eyebrows dance. I rolled my eyes. I met Jenny while she was working at In-N-Out burger when I'd first moved to LA. She was an aspiring actress who moved to California to pursue her dreams. Since then she's been casted for small roles, commercials, and modeling ads, but the salary wasn't sustainable enough to do it full time, so she worked other part-time jobs. We bonded over our love for all things music: including K-pop. She was more of a girl group stan. That didn't stop her from admiring Jungkook when he exited the van.

"Hi!" She announced loudly. "I'm Samantha's housekeeper-slash-only-friend-she-has-"

"Cap." I interrupted her.

"Anyways, I'm more of a girl group person, but I won't sit here and try to deny that you guys are amazingly talented and good looking." She said only looking at Jungkook. I translated what she said adding 'Jungkook's her bias.' at the end.

"Thank you! That mean a lot to us." He responded in adorable English. Jenny nearly fainted upon hearing that.

Suddenly Jenny's phone dinged, grabbing her attention. The buzzer next to the front door went off alerting us that someone was requesting to enter. I went over to the speaker about to press the button to respond, but Jenny stopped me.

"Oh, my Uber's here, I have to make my grand escape. Tell them I'm on my way down. Bye guys!" She left waving. I clicked the button.

"She's on her way down now." I said.

"Okay, thank you." A male voice responded.

I turned back to the boys. Sweeping my left hand, as my cat sat in my right hand.

"Welcome to my humble abode. There is more than enough room for us to all stay here. So without further ado, lets enter." I faced the door, placing my hand the door knob, then swiftly turned back.

"Oh yeah, this is Fluffy, and that's Goyangie."

"I'm sorry rewind, your dog's name is cat?" Jin asked incredulously.