About thirty, dreadful minutes later, I had finally arrived in my neighborhood. Unfortunately I

couldn't just run straight into my house though, I had to drive through the gate first and have

the guard buzz me in. When he saw me, his face became sympathetic, but I was so grateful

that he hadn't asked any questions. I probably looked like a mess, and I didn't feel like

talking about why.

 

Normally I love my big house, but after having to walk up the long path to the front door while just

wanting to be asleep, I was starting to hate it. As quietly as I could I pulled my house keys out

of my purse to open the door. I really didn't want to run in to anyone because then I'd have to explain.

When the door finally opened I tried to tiptoe as quickly as I could up the stairs,but as soon as I took

one step, the lights flicked on. I mentally freaked out and tried as hard as I could to wipe my cheeks dry.

At least I knew that my brother was at college right now, because he wouldn't be too happy

if he was his little brother crying. Taking a deep, steady breath I began walking up the stairs again,

hoping that whoever was there would just let me go. No such luck.

 

" Sweetie, what are you doing? " I cringed as I heard my mom's voice. Of course it was her

and it seemed like she was going to be a little inquisitive tonight, based on her tone.. lovely.

Maybe if I didn't let her see my face she wouldn't suspect anything.

 

" Nothing. Just got back from a party. So , you know, I'm kind of tired "

I hinted, trying not to sound as upset as I felt.

 

"Oh really, did you have fun?" she asked. I began to hear her footsteps coming closer to me

and I fidgeted.

 

"Uhm yeah it was great"  I nervously lied.

 

"Sweetie turn around. I want to look at you when we talk" my mother said, placing

her hand on my shoulder.

 

" I..... rather not" I said before mentally hitting myself. Yeah, that wasn't going

to make suspicious..

 

"Why not?" she, of course, asked.

 

"Because.. umm " I tried to think of a quick excuse

" I .. just want to go to bed, I'm really tired. We can talk in the morning"

or not. Preferably.

 

"Well, alright then. I'll go up with you"

 

"Wait!" I said my voice going high.

"I mean, it's okay. I don't need you to come with me, you're probably busy"

 

"Actually no, I'm not. Why are you so jumpy tonight? "

she asked, concerm etched her tome.

 

"I'm not" I lied quickly.

 

"Yes, you are" my mother said, placing both her hands on my shoulder, turning me around.

Here come the millions of questions.

 

"Honey why were you crying?" she asked her hands covering in shock.

 

"Mom look it's nothing. Can I please just go to bed?" I begged, hoping she would

let me off the hook.

 

"No. My baby was crying, and I want to know why" she insisted, not giving up.

 

"Alright, I'll tell you, but can we please go to the living room?" I pleased.

 

"Okay sweetheart" she said, grabbing my hand with a squeeze and leading me down the hall.

 

The living room was pretty much white, with a huge TV hanging on the wall, four black couches, a mini bar

to the side for my dad, and beautiful plants from around the world placed everywhere. I plopped,

exhausted, onto one of the couches, and my mom sat down next to me. She wiped my

smeared make up away, and softly asked,

"What happen?"

 

"Dara and I went to a party and the kids made fun of me again"

she let out a sympathetic noise and swept some of my hair behind my ear.

 

"What did they do this time?" she asked.

 

"A prank" I said shortly as I remembered what had transpired.

 

"Sweetie, what did they do?" she gently prodded, knowing that I needed to let everything out.

 

"Well you know I have a crush on GD right?" I asked. My mom nodded her head, and I continued,

"Well, Junhyung, the jock that has always hated me, decided to play a little .. game.

By the end of it everyone at the party knew that I had a crush on GD, and GD

he didn't do anything. Everybody was laughing at me, and he just stood there. I couldn't take

it anymore so I ran" I took a deep breath as tears started to form in my eyes again while

the memory kept replaying in my head. Why hadn't he said anything?

 

"Oh sweeties. It's okay. I'm right here" my mom said, pulling me into a tight hug and rubbing

soothing circles into my back. After a few minutes of crying, I finally calmed down enough to talk.

 

"Mom, I don't want to go back to taht school anymore" I said, making up my mind.

 

"What do you mean?" she asked, sounding alarmed.

 

"Well, not right now I mean. Could I have a home tutor or something, just until my senior year? Please?"

I asked, begging her with my puppy dog eyes. One thing I know about my mom is that she is a big

softy when it comes to my puppy dog eyes.

 

"..Fine" As I started to thank her she held up hand to quite me

"But just until senoir year. Then you have to go back, do you understand?"

I nodded my assent and began to smile.

 

"Thanks, Mom" I said, gratefully hugging her.

 

"You're welcome, but why are you dropping out until senior year?"

she questioned.

 

"I've decided that I want to change myself" I said

"Why do you want to do that?"

 

"I'm sick and tired of those popular people alsways makingfun of me because I'm fat.

So I want to change" I said seriously. She paused for a moment, considering it, before slowly nodding.

 

"I think it's a good idea. You do need to be a little healthier and I don't want to see my baby

coming home crying anymore"

 

"Thanks!" I said smiling.

 

"Well, I'll make some calls, to get you trasferred out of your school, and to bring in a home tutor"

she said, apatting my knee as she got up.

 

"Don't forget a personal trainer!" I called after her.

 

"I won't!"

 

I got up, and began walking to my room ( in a bit of a better mood than before),

when I heard a quick footsteps coming up from behind me. Before I could turn around

I was attacked with a fierce hug. I turned around and spotted my best friend clinging

to me for dear life.

 

"Seung! Are you okay? I'm so sorry, about everything! I tried to stop them, I promise. I really did! "

she babbled apologetically.

 

"It's okay, I know you had nothing to do with it, so don't worry.. I've decided that I'm not coming back

to that school anymore, though.. well, until senoir year at least" I replied.

 

"Wait.. what?" she asked, surprised. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, feeling exhausted.

 

"How about you just sleep over tonight? I can tell you the rest later"

 

"Okay I will. And I'm glad that you're not mad at me" she said smiling in relief.

 

"Why would I be mad at you?" I asked, confusion lacing my tone

 

"I thought that you would be mad at me because I was the one who made you go to the party.

If it wasn't for me then- "

I quickly cut her off before she could say anything more ridiculous.

 

"No I'm not mad at you! How could I be? You're the only friend I've ever had, and you've

never cared about my weight or anything" I said sincerely, trying to show her

how much it meant to me.

 

"Oh Seung! You're the best friend that I've ever had, and don't worry! If you want to get back at Junhyung and Hara, I'll help you however you want"

 

"Don't worry, I've got it covered" I said, smiling as I thought over my awesome plan.

 

"Great, I can't wait to hear it" she said joyfully.

 

We were about to head up to my room, when footsteps sounded once more down the hall.

Dara and I looked each other in confusion and then looked up to see a figure standing in the door frame.

"Dujun?" Dara and I asked in shocked unison. Why was my brother home?

And why did he look so angry?