Got7's Girl (GOT7 MARK FANFIC)

Part 3: Rejected

~ wae nae ma-eum-eul tteolgoissda?

~ wae nae ma-eum-eul tteolgoissda?

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BTS. Why do I have BTS: Boy In Luv as my alarm clock... I can't get up. Sorry BTS.. I didn't mean to blame you.. I just hate mornings.

I groaned.

What time is it?

I turned over to look at the time.

9:00 a.m.

Why am I up? I looked around the room.

*gasp*

That's right! My interview!

I jumped off the bed and ran to brush my teeth and fix my hair and change into presentable clothing. Also apply make up, to look a bit more sophisticated.

Usually I'd take my time getting ready, but I'm going crazy looking for the right outfit to wear. My mom would love for me to be like this everyday at home though haha.

I digged into my bag looking for my black pumps. Ugh where are they?!

Right here yes!

I looked into the mirror, okay. Nice and sleek, I'm ready.

I closed the door and locked it, then I headed downstairs to the kitchen. This is the IN Guest House, it's like a hotel/home. So there's no doubt I'll see other guest downstairs.

I walked into the kitchen and indeed there were other guest there having some breakfast.

" 안녕하세요. " (Good morning.) I greeted them with a slight bow.

I looked into the fridge and pulled out some orange juice, I'll make myself some pancakes.

I whipped out the pan and placed it on the stove, then I looked for the flour in the cabinets.

*Bam!*

I dropped it. -_-

At least it didn't spill...

I reached down to pick it up, but another hand reached for it as well.

We looked up at each other and bumped our heads against the other, haha ^^.

I can't bare to not laugh, this is pretty embarrassing.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry for my clumsiness haha."

Exactly who is talking me? Who's this stranger.

I turned to see that it was a young man, probably around my age, tall, muscular, spiky hair almost. White skin, he's wearing glasses, and he's dressed like a school boy. I can't tell if he's Korean or Mongolian, he looks Mongolian but his skin is bright and smooth like most Koreans.

"Nah it's okay, I'm clumsy too heh.."

"Are you going to make pancakes?"

I nodded.

"Mind if I join? If I leave now I'll be 20 minutes early for school."

I nodded again.

This guy is so cute! He lives in Korea? Does he live here? He speaks good english!

"Thanks." He smiled.

I made us 3 pancakes each, we sat at the table and talked as we ate. His name's Jong-hyun, but he likes to be called Johnny. He was born in California to Korean parents but he came all the way back here to study for college. He's 20 and his favorite color is blue, just like me ^^.