Chapter 2

32 1 0
                                    

The ride to Seoul was miserable, I felt like I was in a drama. I guess rich people are snobby. My aunt greeted me nicely for a split second then turned into my evil step-mother. She made me sit in the back of the car with a bunch of bags of I don't know what. She then threw a piece of paper at my head and told me that I had to follow this list and do it EVERYDAY.

Kirbie's Job List

o   Make breakfast for everyone in the house

o   Wash dishes and kitchen

o   Take care of laundry (Wash, Dry, Iron, Fold)

o   Sweep floors

o   Make lunch

o   Wash dishes

o   Clean bedrooms

o   Feed pets

o   Make dinner

o   Wash dishes

I looked at the list; my eyes became as big as Jungkook's. "EVERYDAY?" I questioned "Yes every day, why else would your mom send you to us?" I could see her smirk through the car mirror. "B-but I have a part time job!" I really didn't but I couldn't stand doing this all day every day. "Fine, then make time for your part time job, but all the things on the list must be done!" I nodded.

Even though I was going to be treated like a maid, the house was beautiful. Not too big nor too small. I carried my own luggage even though there were a bunch of other maids doing nothing. I opened the door to see a beautiful room; it had a wonderful bed and a really pretty bathroom. (I have a thing for pretty bathrooms) then I heard my aunts voice from behind me. "Kirbie! What do you think you're doing?" I turned around to face her "Isn't this my room?" Boy was I confused, "You wish this was your room! NOW GET OUT!" A maid ripped my luggage out of my hand and led me to a small storage room. She placed my luggage down, did a small bow and left. I took one look at the room and sighed. I might die with all this dust that could possibly fill my lungs. There were boxes everywhere "Guess I got some cleaning to do!" 

Coffee [BTS Fanfiction]Where stories live. Discover now