Up and down up and down, in and out in and out. For several hours I dragged bags full of clothes, hangers and blankets up to my dorm room, urghhhhh my arms are so dead. That's my work out for today. My stomach begins to rumble, like butterflies are having an Olympic war inside my stomach.
"Okayyyyy, I need food." I say to myself as I groan in hunger and begin walking out of the unpleasantly fragrant parking lot. I open my phone to find the nearest late night on campus coffee shop. But all I could find was this off-campus local bar. Honestly I'm hungry enough to eat anything.
The walk wasn't to far just two streets down from the University, but what in the world is a bar doing so close to a university with young Adults. That's a little odd. I'm a few steps from approaching the front of the bar when I read the sign 21+, shit well I'm not in for drinking alcohol, I'm just here to grab something to take back to my dorm.
The door was really loud but you couldn't tell that I had come in because there was loud music playing and groups of college kids and middle aged old men sitting at the bar with and, arched back sulking to each other about there ex wives. Typical. I approach myself up to the man behind the bar and politely ask for a menu. He looks at me with a confused expression reading, what the Frick are you doing here.
"Just let me know when your ready to order..." his tone of voice was supporting his confused looks at me. I know I'm small but I am 18 and I have an ID and I'm going to be 19 soon so he can just back off. What did he think I was, 12?
My eyes glide through the menu, they don't have a lot of variety of food, but I know that the appetisers and dining menu isn't as popular as the drinks menu. As I am about to call up on the waiter I can see that he is distracted by a group of girls. I was too hungry to wait and it's very unprofessional to get distracted especially when there are other customers not wanting to starve to death.
"Hello! Can I order?" The waiter turns his head looks at me confused and turns back to the four girls he's obviously flirting with.
Gosh dang it! I walk over to the four girls and the waiter in an angry like fashion.
I jump behind the bar, 5 years of figure skating trained me for this moment. I tap the bitch on the should, not hard but dense enough to get his attention
"Hey! You!" He glares and me and looks up and down.
"Yes Alice in wonderland I'm talking to you!" He pulls his frontal body towards me groaning in an annoying matter.
"Just letting you know, I think I've been sitting in this bar for about ten minutes waiting for you to turn your ass around! Now if you don't mind I'd like you to serve me this isn't a hookers club is it so if you want to just pause your chit chat that would be great!"
"Look, I don't serve people under 21, you have to wait for Min Yoongi to get of his lunch break,"
"And when will that be?"
"Half an hour so if you want to wait be my guest."
I was so feed up I stormed out of that bar. Now I'm hungry angry and tired.
Thanks for nothing
But why does Min Yoongi ring a bell? Hm
As I make my way to the entrance of school I murmur to myself, "Min Yoongi, Min Yoongi, Min Yoongi..."
Bang! Smack bang I bump right into a girl.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, here let me help you,"
"Nah, Your all good," the girl says as I grab her hand and help her up.
"Are you all right? What's your name," I guess I'm going out of my comfort zone asking her, her name, is it just because I'm hungry?
"Yeah I'm alright, I'm Song Bernice and you are,"
"I'm Kim Y/N,"
"Oh I've heard of you, your Chae's roommate,"
"You know Chaeyeong?"
Wow someone recognises me.
"Yeah, everyone was talking about you in the cafeteria, you were a model but then you quit right?"
There was a cafeteria I'm so stupid I went all the way to a bar are you fricking kidding me
"Uhhh yeah, But I'm still on good terms with all my trainee friends and the label."
Talking to Bernice wasn't like talking to Yuna or Chaeyeong. We had the same interests and were taking most of the same classes together. She was confident about who she was even if she wasn't clean and refined like Yuna. She had long misty purple hair and glassy dark brown eyes that reflected the moonlight. She wore worn out boot cut black skinny jeans, a white button up and a grey cropped vest to go over top of the button up.
She told me she had thrifted and up cycled all the clothes that she was currently wearing.
I guess I was really in the mood about jobs today because out of context I asked her,
"Hey do you have a job?" I asked as she inserted spare change into the vending machine so we could eat ramen under the blossom tree.
"Uhh I did actually, my high school had a lot of like people who would throw parties and there was this one neighbourhood that would throw parties almost every weekend since their parents would always be out. I worked at a convenience store that does deliveries and I did a couple of those my senior year of high school,"
"Oh that pretty sick, I'm actuall-" I was rudely cut of by two boys who bumped into us as we grabbed our noodles out of the vending machine. They were the kinds of people who would bring girls back to their room at 10pm and ruin their innocence.
" Hey! Justin Bieber you hit me!"
Damn Bernice, Not gonna lie I would kind of expect her to have that kind of response.
I chuckled to myself and then suddenly stopped as the one with the fluffy dark brown hair turned around and said, "Hey, I've seen you somewhere we're you that delivery girl,"
The other one with light ash brown hair continues, "Yes, from the convenience store near the Songdo house, by the way tell your manager that his beer is on fire."
"Uhh yeah, yes I was, this is my friend Y/N,"
"Yeah, yeah we don't care, we're holding a new dorm party in room so we'd be happy to pay you to deliver some beer from the bar near the campus the rooms B56."
"I think I'll pass, come on Y/N let's get outta here,"
How rude I can't believe they just talked to her like that. Like she was nothing.
I follow behind her as she takes our cups to the coffee machine, smart I had never thought to use a coffee machine for ramen. Spending time with Bernice made me think I had known her for a long time. We talked about our career plans and I told her about my trainee days and my figure skating hobby, as she told me about her art experience from elementary school years. We both didn't chose our hobbies as our college courses. I chose Law and Order and she chose business and marketing.
We stayed under the tree for hours until I got tired and we headed our separate ways.
Glass elevator we meet again. I can't believe I survived day one of college even though all I did was move and make new friends and apparently get kicked out of a bar. I was about to reach the third level, when a chime comes from my back pocket. Did someone text me? But who would be up at 12 am. I checked my phone to see what my notification was when I read.
'Room B56, Bangtan boys room, Job hunting'
ohhhh shit
*ding* level three
Hiiiii so yeah I'm just posting when I feel like it sorry if this chapter was short or long I rlly don't know I'm just getting started but hope you enjoyed this chapter hehe
