I woke up net morning around ten o'clock and was extremely grateful that it was Saturday.

Groggily, I raise myself from my bed and was careful to not wake Dara as I tip toed over to my closet.

I had basically an endless supply of clothes and accessories, thanks my mom's excessive shopping

for me. Some of it had to be specially oredered because of my size... but hopefully not for much longer.

The biggest problem I have is that I don't even use half of the things in my closet. To my mom's chagrin, I usually

just picked out the t-shirts and sweats to wear.

 

Everything else, I either don't like, or I feel that it's too small or

unflattering on me. Frowning, I grabbed a white t-shirt, and my black sweatpants before heading to my bathroom.

I took a thirty minute shower, dried off, and then changed into my clothes for the day. Looking at myself in the mirror

I saw that my hair was a wild mess and was sticking out in every direction possible. Sighing I yanked out a brush and

got ready to battle with my tangles. After about ten minutes I emerged somewhat victorious, and after finishing up

in the bathroom, I headed back to my room.

 

I walked outside my bathroom and saw that Dara was still sleeping on my bed. Yeah in case you all surprised

about us sleeping together in one bed, that's normal for us, yeap I knew she's a girl and I'm a guy,

but to be honest I didn't have a thought of having a with her, I love her like my own little sister, Lily.

Shaking my head and laughing I wandered over to my bed and attempted to shake her awake.  Finally, after

five minutes constant yelling, shaking and poking, I gave up. Deciding that it would be better idea to check on

her later, I headed downstairs towards the kitchen. My kitchen was rather average.. it just had your  everyday

top of the line, brand new kitchen gear. Also my mom had hired a top chef to cook for us 24/7 so if we're

ever hungry we can ask him to make anything we want.

 

By 'anything', I mean anything. Our chef never refuses us and always knows the best recipe for every meal

or snack we ask for. In all probability this nutritional independence is what made me gain weight in the first place.

I mean I wasn't fat. I didn't really even start to gain weight until I entered middle school.. and it just sort of

continued form there.

 

"What would you like for breakfast Hyunseung?"

startled, I looked up to observe Mr.Baker (..yes. 'Mr.Baker' is indeed our cook's name) staring at me

with a jovial look as his face, as was normal.

 

"Umm... something healthy?" I ventured hesitantly.

 

"Sure! What about breakfast parfait? It's low fat dairy, with some vitamin rich fruits. It has a total of twenty-three

grams of protein, and it's a wonderful thing to eat to start out your day!"

Mr.Baker recited happily. There was a reason he graduated first in his class.

 

"Sure, that sounds good. Thanks" I said smiling gratefully at him.

 

"Anything for you" he said back lovingly. In our house Mr.Baker was almost like family.

 

After a few minutes Mr.Baker returned to where I was sitting and placed the parfait in front of me. I looked at

it wonderingly, while imagining the bacon and sausage I normally ate.

 

"Thanks" I said, not looking at him as I continued to observe my brightly colored breakfast.

 

"You're welcome" he said with a knowing smirk before walking away.

 

I supposs it looked... good. Swallowing, I picked up my spoon and slowly tasted it. After

a few moment chewing, my eyes widened. This was so much better than any fried bacon I'd ever had.

Maybe eating healthy food wouldn't be so bad. I began scooping more and more into my mouth,

and before I knew it, it was all gone. my lips I grabbed my dishes and deposited them

into the sink to give less work for our staff. As soon as I returned around, I found my brother Dujun,

leaning against the door frame. He was in his boxers, and his hair was in a complete morning mess,

but he still looked as good as usual.. how were we related?

 

"GOD hyung, put some clothes on!" I said covering my poor eyes.

"Seung, I'm home. Plus it's not like you haven't seen me in my boxers before" he murmured yawning

 

"Why does that matter?" I asked, still refusing to look at him.

 

"Because being home means I don't need to change if I dont want to"

I rolled my eyes as he let out a rather large yawn.

"Besides,"

he continued, ending his yawn,

"you know I'm not a morning person"

 

"Then why are you even up?"

I questioned, reuluctantly removing my hands from my eyes.

 

"Because, you're starting your training today" he informed me.

 

"Wait what? My training doesn't start yet, does it?" I asked in surprise.

 

"Yeah, your personal trainer is coming today and your home tutor is coming n Monday as well"

"Wait, how do you know all of that?" I asked suspiciously.

 

'Well, i overheard mom talking on the phone with everyone last night"

he said, shrugging. my eyes widened a little bit as I realized that he was serious. Wow, mom worked fast..

 

"Oh well, alright then... when is she suppose to be here?"

 

"Well he is suppose to be here in about thirty minutes" he emphasized 'he' with a slight frown.

 

"Wait what? He?" uh oh I didn't want a guy trainer. That would just be.. it would be.. awkward.

 

'Yeah well, I'm not too happy about that either. That's why I'm going to keep a close eye on you guys

when you train today" he explained to me.

 

'Why?" I askedm tilting my head to the side.

 

"Because I don't like you hanging out with guys I don't know" he grumbled out.

 

"Aww, aren't you protective?"

I shot back sarcastically. I hated when Josh was overprotective of me. It wasn't like my personal trianer

was going to be flirting with me or something.

 

"You know it" he said smiling proudly.

 

"Unfortunately.." I mumbled.

 

By the time I had finally accept the fact that I was getting a male trainer, Dujun had already gotten

his food from Mr.Baker. Sighing to myself I turned to go upstairs to try to wake Dara up again.

 

"Where are you going?" Dujun asked, surprising me.

 

"Um, up to my room to see if Dara's up yet.. why?"

 

"I just wanted to know.. that's all"

I gave him a look and his eyes narrowed

".. but if that personal trainer of yours get here, you better tell me" he warned.

 

'Yeah ,I will" I said rolling my eyes. As he made a face though, I smiled back.

"Don't worry big brother"

 

"You better!" he yelled after me as I walked away, laughing.

 

Since I was laughing so hard, slightly from the look on Dujun's face, slitghlt from sleep deprivation.

I wasn't watching where I was going. THus when I ran into somebody, I was extremely surprised.

Rubbing my nose I looked up, expecting to see an extremely groggy Dara.

Instead I saw the hottest guy I've ever met.

My eyes wide and my face beginning to flush, I did a quick survey of the guy in front of me. He had

amazing blue eyes, really light blonde hair that framed his face, a strong jaw line, and awesome

muscles, if I do say so myself.

 

"Um.. hi" I mumbled out, embarrassed.

"Who are you?"

 

"Nichkhun" he said, showing of his perfect white teeth, and holding out his hand for me

to shake

"You must be Hyunseung. Nice to meet you"

 

Smiling back i took his hand and gave it a small aqueeze.

"Yeah, you too. How did you know my name?"

 

"Did no one tell you?"

At my blank look he gave one of his perfect smiled again

"I'm your personal trainer"

 

"Wait.. WHAT!"

 

 

 

 

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I wanna say a special and lovely

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

for my deary sunshine

JANG HYUNSEUNG - oppa

Wish you successful always and hope this year will be

the best birthday ever!

 

Fighting! ^

 

B2UTY forever! <3