I walked out of my brother's room, and began walking towards the elevator. Once inside I pressed the

button for the second floor. While the elevator was going down, I thought over what my brother had told me.

I was ecstatic that he was going to help me and I couldn't believe that he was basically going to put his life on

hold for me. My brother was awesome! When the elevator doors actually opened, I stepped out and

headed towards my room.

 

Once I turned the knob and stepped into my room, I saw Dara sitting on my bed. My room wasn't as amazing

as my brother's, but I still loved it. It was painted in blue and I had a king sized bed by the window.

Next to my TV was my walk in coset, and like Dara's room, I had a lot of stuff hanging up on my wall, but not

of famous bands. I hung my paintings. Art was my favorite thing to do ever since I was little, and nobody knew it

besides my family, Dara, and my art teacher.

 

"How was your talk with your brother?" Dara called with no trace of guilt in her voice.

 

I shut the door, and leaned against my wall. Raising an accusatory eyebrow at her crossed my arms and said,

"How did you think it went?"

"Fine?" she guessed.

"No, it didn't go well at all, thanks a lot for leaving me with him" I said pretending to be mad at her.

"Really? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, your brother may be cute, but when he's mad, he can be one heck of a scary guy"

"Yeah, I know. He gets like that when he's angry"

I said moving to sit next to Dara.

 

"So, did it really not go well?" she asked, curious.

"No, I was playing, all we did was talk" I told her.

"Oh alright, that's not bad" she said, sighing in relief.

 

"So, did you call your mom, about staying over?" I asked, knowing that Dara has a tendency to forget things

"Yup, I did. I remembered" she said pointing to her head.

"Now tell me!" she said, gripping my arm in excitement.

 

 

"Tell you what?"  I asked, playing dumb.

It's what she gets for leaving me alone with my brother when he was angry.

"You know!" she said, bouncing up and down on my bed like a little kid.

 

"Alright, I'll tell you, but first you need to stop bouncing on my bed. You'll break it"

I sighed as she sat back down, biting her lip. She knew that I would always give in to her.

 

"Fine..." she said, pouting. Then a second later she became excited again and had to control

herselft to stop bouncing,

"So tell me!"

 

"Well" I started,

"you know what happen at the party, so I don't have to repeat that part right?"

I asked, not wanting to tell the story for a third time. She nodded her head, and I sent her a grateful look,

"Okay, so after I ran home, my mom cought me crying, and .." I paused, a little tnse as to what Dara's

reaction would be to my next statement.

"I told her that I wasn't going back to school"

 

"Wait you're really not coming to school anymore? Why not?" I shook my head at her surprised look and smiled softly.

"No, I can't go back, at least, until senior year. i promised my mom that I'd come back, thought,

so you don't have to worry" she let out a sigh of relief and gave me a brief hug.

 

"Oh good, because I would miss you if you dropped out for all of high school"

 

"I know, and I would miss you too, but like I was saying before, I told my mom why i was crying

and she let me drop until my senior year, but I'm going to have home tutor until then"

I explained before pausing once again. After a long silence Dara looked at me questioningly.

 

"Yeah, and?" she asked wanting me to continue explaining.

 

"Well, I'm going to.. change myself duringt the six months I'll be out of school. I'm going to go on diet

and get help from a personal trainer my mom is hiring for me"

 

"Really? That's cool, can I help with your makeup and hair. Oh, and don't forget about clothes?"

he eyes immediately started glowing and she happily grabbed my hand with a puppy dog expression

"can I help you, please?"

 

"Fine, you can.." I groaned, fruitlessly telling myself it was the last time I'd give in and knowing

that was a lie

 

"Yes! I can't wait until you come back to school as hot as I know you will!"

"Yeah well, I don't know about hot, but at least I won't be overweight anymore"

I conceded. That was all I really wanted, anyway. I hated being overweight and I didn't really care if I

turned out great or not

 

"You will, I promise you by the end of six months, you will be the hottest person in the entire world!"

she exclaimed knowingly.

 

"Thanks, but we'll see"

I said getting up, and going to my closet and pulling out a pair of sweats and a t-shirt

"I'm going to get ready for bed"

 

Dara pouted a little at how early it was before she nodded, knowing I was tired from what happened today,

"Okay, I guess I'll get ready too"

 

"Are you going to use the bathroom?" I asked

"because if you are, you can use it first. I just have to wash my face, and brush my teeth, so I'll go after you"

"Yeah alright, thanks"

She said smiling before grabbing some of her stuff that she left at my house for our sleepovers. I watched as she

walked up to the door and paused mid-reach for the door handle.

 

"What?" I asked confused as to why she stopped.

 

"What is your plan for Junhyung and Hara?" she asked,

"you forgot to tell me that"

 

"No I didn't" I said shaking my head.

 

"Yeah you did, because I don't remember hearing it"

 

''That's because I didn't tell you yet. I don't want you to find out until after the six months is over."

as soon as I finished explaining Dara's face fell out a pout.

 

"But-but why? I want to hear the plan now!" she begged.

 

"Sorry, but for my plan to work, this whole makeover has to go well. I don't want to jinx it by telling anybody yet,

but I promise you will be the first one I'll tell"

 

"Alright, fine, but you better" she said pointing her finger at me.

 

"I will, now go take a shower or something"

'Fine, I will" she said, opening the door, and dramatically marching in.

 

Once Dara was safely in the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror that was hanging by my bed. I glanced

over my body a few times, and felt that I really did look horrible, especially since my face was messed up

from crying so much. No wonder people teased me so much. I couldn't wait until these six months are up

because this was the last time anyone would ever see Seung-cow.