I stood up and looked through the peep hole and almost screamed.
I then had probably the worst but best at the time idea.
I quietly ran to my sisters room and picked up her pink hair extensions.
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Think, I talk to my self.
"Well if people think we look that much alike then I'll just have to use it to my advantage."
I quickly put and some make up yelling in a girly voice.
"I'm just coming out the shower just a second."
I finish it of by wearing something that would cover my non existent curves so they don't get the idea.
Rushing to the front door I look in the mirror one last time. And open the door.
"Oh, haha hello." I say in my girliest voice possible.
Which must have been working because he continues.
"Uh, hi I'm looking for someone named Jung Hoseok?." He asks.
"Oh I'm sorry, but my brothers not here at the moment."
He then asks who I am and I answer.
"Well, I'm his sister, Jung Dawon."
"Ah I give me a call on this number if he comes back."
"Haha okay will do." He then says goodbye and leaves."
I close the door and exhale a big breath I had no idea o was holding on to. I look in the mirror one last time and say.
"Dang in cute even as a girl."
I bite my lip and do finger guns at the mirror.
"Speaking of clothing, I think I need more I'm running out of outfit ideas."
"Welp guess I'm going on a shopping spree tomorrow."
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My Idol is a Bitch with a CAPITAL 'B'.
FanfictionEver since Hoseok was young he wanted to perform. He loved people who sung and danced for a living. He wanted to become a performer. It was until he turned 17, when he found his idol. And his his name is... August D Hoseok wanted to be like him...
