"Minhee! Wait up!" Jungkook ran after me down the empty hallway.

"Yes?" I asked annoyed.

"Remember, the art off is tonight! Do you think we'll win?" He asked.

"Of course. With my art skills and your creativity, we will win."

"Yes! I got you talking!~" He sang.

"Only because nobody is around to see us together."

"Why are you afraid of people seeing us together? What, do they think we're dating?" He asked curiously.

"Oh no! That's not the reason at all. I just can't tell you ok?"

"Fine whatever." He said. "Anyways, you need to dress nicely tonight."

"Why?"

"Cause the art off stupid!" He hollered.

"It's just an art off. No one special is gonna be there."

"For once I just want to see you dress better." He insulted.

"Wow, you ."

"Wha--no! I didn't mea-"

I cut him off, "I get it."

"Really?" He asked to make sure.

"Ha no! But I don't care, I know I dress horribly."

"You know what I meant!" He shouted.

"Ok yes I do. Now see ya." I waved at him goodbye.

As I was walking home, I was thinking about his comment earlier.

"Do I really not dress nicely?" I thought. "Eh, who cares!"

I unlocked the front door of my house and entered.

"I'm home!" I shouted in the empty house. "...damn I'm lonely."

I walked further in the house and there were lights upstairs.

"Did I not turn them off this morning?" I asked myself.

I heard noises coming from upstairs.

"Is anybody up there?" I shouted and my voice slightly echoed.

I slowly crept on the first step of the stairs.

"Hello?!?"I asked again and the noises got a little bit louder.

"Honey??" A female voice asked me from upstairs.

"Mom??!?!?" I asked.

"Yes, come upstairs now!" Mom yelled.

I stepped up the stairs and walked to where ever she was, which was my room.

"Mom, how did you get in my house?"

"I pay for it. Why wouldn't I have the access of getting into your house?" she asked me.

"Ok true."

"Your room is a complete mess." She commented. "Be glad i'm cleaning it for you."

"Wait hold on, why are you here?"

"Cause I want to see how my daughter is doing. I also heard you're having an art off tonight. I wouldn't want to miss out on seeing what master piece you created this time!" She exclaimed.

I chuckled. "Ok ok."

"You need to dress nicely for this." she said making my eyes widened.

"What--no no no!" I whined.

"No whining allowed! You have to dress nicely." she said.

"But why? Nobody special is gonna come."

".....um yeah......somebody is...." mom slowly said.

"Who?"

".............dad........" she answered. "...he's coming......."

RING RING

I picked up my phone and saw the caller ID.

"Jungkook." I said to myself. I answered it, "Hello?"

"Hey Minhee!"

"Oh hi."

"You sound depressed."

"Well thanks."

"It's true."

"I found out my dad's coming tonight."

"To the art off?"

"Yup."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"It should be, but it's not."

"How come?"

"Hey Minhee, I found you some nice clothes you can wear!" mom yelled from another room while interrupting my conversation.

"I got to go, bye." I hung up.

I walked to the room where my mom was in.

"Look! Isn't it pretty?" she held up a light pink dress.

(it sort of looks something like this but without the green jacket thingy)

"Mom, isn't that too much?" I asked unsure of it.

"No, of course not! This is perfect! I am pretty sure the other girls in the art off is gonna wear something more extreme than this, so don't worry." She calmed me down.

"Should I realy wear that?" I asked.

"You need to be professional in someway." She said.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine, give me the ." I snatched the dress from her hands.

"Do I look ok?" I asked mom as I walked out of my room.

"Beautiful." she complimented.

"Well thanks I guess."

"Let's go down stairs." she chuckled.

Once we reached the door, she handed me some heels to wear.

I shook my head. "No no, I prefer my hightops."

"Wear these heels, now!" she scolded and I did as she told.

"You're scary." I commented.

"Thank you."