Kim Min-A is a simple girl. She doesn't put herself to deeply into people's lives. She is popular for her looks and straight forwardness. Although she can be very mean, people never have the guts to say anything back to her. Why? Maybe because she's...
"Night apple is poison apple" ~Jeon Jungkook _____________________ I'm gonna start giving songs for every chapter. ☆ ☆ ¤Still with you¤ by Jungkook Enjoy:)
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Jisoo avoided me the whole day much to my surprise. My father was in my room some minutes ago for a "talk".
In conclusion it ended with him saying 'I needed a psychologist' and slamming my door shut. And he wonders where I got my attitude from.
My father was half Korean and American. He's the reason I was excellent in English. We hardly ever spoke to each other in Korean only English much to my mum's disappointment. She couldn't speak English well so she always felt left out, at least she doesn't have to worry about that anymore.
After my parents got divorced, they signed an agreement that I would stay with my dad for one week every month which I hate. But can't complain because I have everything I want here.
It was just bad luck that Jisoo also lived here. I could hardly understand my father. He was old enough to be her father and STILL!
She was older than me with six years but acted like she was my step mum. She was soo annoying, always interfering in my matters. Just to piss me off.
The agreement is just until I turned eighteen and could decide between them or fuck them over and get my own apartment. I was considering the latter, I was going to college anyways.
Jimin had sent his address and time for the meet up. Now, I asked myself if I should still try to apologize or just forget about it. But then I'll be working with him and that dumb ass, I'd feel bad.
*************** The weather was pretty cold so I decided to wear a black coat over my jeans and shirt. I put my hair in bun so I wouldn't be tempted to pull it. I pull at my hair when I'm seriously frustrated, which I'm sure I will as long as Taehyung is there.
I didn't want to carry a bag full of books and all my ideas for the drama were in my head so it wasn't needed.
I sent a text to Jimin that I was on my way and left my room. Shutting the door quietly behind me. My dad never liked the idea of me being around boys even if it was school related.
If he found out he would make them come over, which wasn unacceptable. No one could know about my broken family and our problems.
As I climbed the last stairs, I peeked around but only saw that scum in the tv room. So I made my way to the front door.
"Where are you heading, Missy?" She asked with a clearly fake smile on her face. "What's it to you?"
"Nothing. But it is to your father." She laughed at me and I felt like slapping her across the check. Help give it some more colour.
