FOREWORD 1.0 - My Life --

CAST:

Park Chan Hee (if you want, you can be her of course.)

EXO (in here, they’re not popular because they’re a group from SMEnt.)

And other supporting characters.

FOREWORD 1.0

– My Life --

“Hey you! What are you doing here? Didn’t we tell you that you don’t’ belong here?! How can you deny that! Get lost you poor girl!” here they are again. I shrugged as I made my way. I’m so tired of this that’s why I feel nothing. Every day in my entire school life people here makes me feel like I’m a trash. That I don’t deserve to live. Is it because I don’t look good like them? I’m not fashionable like them? Or I don’t act like them? But that of course are just the simple reasons. I know why they don’t like me.

It’s because I’m poor.

Well I’m sorry for not being rich.

 “POOR UGLY GIRL!”

“I HOPE YOU DIE! YOU DON’T DESERVE TO WALK WITH US!”

“WHY DID THEY EVEN LET YOU IN HERE! MY GOSH! YOU’RE POOR!”

“POOR! PEASANT! BROKE! DESTITUTE!”

“I THINK YOU EVEN ED JUST TO EAT! YOU LOW CLASS GIRL!”

“DIE! DIE! YOU DON’T BELONG HERE!”

Tears started to fall from my eyes as I walk away from all of them. 

Naaaaaah, just kidding. I JUST WALK AWAY FROM ALL OF THEM. WHY WASTE MY TEARS? TSS. IT’S PRECIOUS.

Why do poor people lives like this? It’s because people are not fair. Or is it just me? I’m so tired of this ‘treating me bad cause I’m not rich like you’ life.

If I could write the downfalls of my life it will take forever.  So let’s just not write it.

This is my life’s chronicles. Are you ready to know it?

Be ready to face my problems and hardships. But as well as my happiness, pleasure and Love (Wait, Love? Wth) cause this is…

THE POOR GIRL CHORONICLES.

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‘Introductory message’ [Successfully sent to the Author]

Hey, I’m Park Chan Hee; I’m a senior student here at EXO University. Sounds classy right? Well It is.

I have one little brother named Park Jung Min, he’s 7 years old. Our family is just composed of Me, Jungmin and my Mother. My father died because of an accident when I was still young.

Since then, my mother is the only one working for us to have a better life. That’s why I tried to find a job to help my mother. But the thing is, the only available one is being a maid to a family (as what my brother said). I didn’t hesitate to ignore that kind of opportunity and grabbed it obviously. And luckily I passed.

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FOREWORD 2.0 -Maid with Love-

–Maid with Love—

Didn’t I tell you that I work? No? Oh. Okay. -_- Why are they even included in this introductory?

Author: Just go tell em what you think about the ‘Boys’.

Why? They’re not included in my story right?

Author: I’m sorry to say but they are.

What? Okay, I’m outta here.

Author: Ya! Come back here!

-______________- Simple.

ME?

I hate them.

I despise them.

They don’t respect people.

They’re only thinking about themselves.

They don’t know the word respect.

While everyone?

Everyone else ignores that.

They love them.

They idolize them.

They will do anything to make them notice their presence.

But them…

They don’t care about you.

They will not respect and treat you right.

They will not give interest on people who are not as good as them.

But who cares? Do you care? Cause I don’t.

I don’t care seeing them. Meeting them. Even talking with them. I just don’t care about them.

My life is so much easier when I don’t know that they exist which is clearly impossible. But destiny is as tricky as it is.

It made me regret everything that I said about them. 

I have to care about them, when I’m meeting them and talking with them. I have to treat them right. Argh. Why does life treat me this way? Well enough with this drama, before my ‘MASTERS’ kill me for being late again. *Sighs*

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Hmm. What should I do? Should I knock now? It’s already 6pm, maybe they’re already asleep. Wait, who sleeps at early 6:00? Ahh, I’m really paranoid right now. I should just knock. Yeah. I took a step forward as I started to knock on the door. This is actually my first day. First day of working. First day of being a maid for a family. I’m kinda excited but at the same time nervous. I’m finally working! I can earn money for my mom!

While waiting, I suddenly remember what happened earlier. Those stupid guys! Why are they so popular? They’re just a bunch of jerks. I wish to tell that to them! If! I just can. Aish, why am I thinking so hard? Okay. Take a deep breath.

The door slowly opens, as I peek to see who opened it and I was surprised….

O_O

 

>_

NO FREAKING WAY.

 

 

 

And now here I am. I’m a maid.Oh wait; I’m not just an ordinary maid. I’m a maid. Maid with Love. Ugh. Sounds cheesy.

[Successfully received by the author]

JOB: WORKING AS A MAID FOR A FAMI---WAIT…. WHAT?! O_O

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Dadadadan! The forewords are finished! Yehet! I know. I’m bad at making forewords. But I’m sure it will turn out pretty good (?) as time goes by. This is supposed to be two different stories.  THE POOR GIRL CHORONICLES and Maid with Love. (That’s why it’s composed of two forewords)  But I ran out of ideas for the first one that’s why I tried so summarize them all making them as one. We are one! XD so practically the main character hates EXO? Meh, let’s find out.

YOU AND EXO are still the main characters but this time we will be using names and other specific stuffs.

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