Bom's pov:

I woke up extra early, 6 am

Rushing out of youngbae's apartment after folding his t-shirt and giving a peck on his sweet cheeks.

I called out for a taxi and directed the driver to my parent's house.

I was going to suprise my appa!

The duration of the journey made me realise how much I crushed on youngbae,

that sweet fella.

His swag.

His smile.

His talents.

That cheeky personality of his.

Come on if I ended up with him it will definitely be a win win situation.

I send him a text :

*Thankyou bae! :)seeyou around..* 

The taxi halted. 

I got out and cheked the time on my phone 6:54 I entered the apartment building. Racing to the elevator.

My old man usually leaves 7:00 for work.

The elevator closed and I pressed 27 floor.

I impatiently tapped my foot on the ground, until the elevator opened and I got in.

 I swiftly jogged to the parent's penthouse.

But before I could buzz the bell, the door unlocked before me and appa came out.

He was wearing a dark grey suit, whilst holding a black leather briefcase.

He looked stuned to see me.

I jump on him into a light hug

"Appa im hungry!"

 "yobu our bommie is here" He shouted

I stepped inside the penthouse and appa turned towards me

"I have to go princess, you should visit more often"

I nodded and waved at him as he closed the door behind him.

Omma came out of the bedroom.

She looked at me as if she was going to skin me alive.

"Im hungry" I sobbed

"There's some food left over from yesterday."

I walked to the kitchen to notice many dish scattered, on the vast dinner table.

My eyes gleamed with exicitment as I stare at the dishes before me.

I  Took a plate from the cupboard and dug into the food.

After divine minutes, my appiete was satisfied and omma slammed a glass of orange juice

 infront of me. I gulped it and faced her nervously.

"Where was you yesterday bommie?"

"My friends house..wae?" I answered casually. 

"Your group members called me yesterday, asking if you were here"

"Oh really" I replied uninterested.

"Did something happen?" Omma asked concerned.

"No I just attended pratice late yesterday"

"Well just give them a quick call, they seem really worried, specially that dara girl."

 I roll my eyes and nod.

With that my mum returned to her bedroom to conrinue her disturbed sleep.

I went to my old room and flung my bag on my bed.

I took a quick nap before changing my clothes and heading out.

I was wearing black skinny jeans, a white tank top inside my army jacket, along with my

chanel oversize sunglass and the trainers I wore yesterday.

My hair was left all tangled and wavy.

Not bothered, I skipped my makeup routine.

And catched a taxi to make my way to the nearest shopping centre.

I wandered about causually because it was still early and gladly many people would pass me without recognizing me.

Some took second glances at me, but hesitated to approach me.

Many changes were bond to be done today.

I need a make under.

By comparing my past and present appearance, I notice that now

I look all glamourous and cute with all the unneeded make up, blonde hair and quirky clothing.

But back then I was highly praised for my natural beauty, and the simple clothing that complimented my body. 

Which gave me a charasmatic and mysteriously y look.

The look that even Cl can't tackle..

Arrgh.. When did I start going so wrong?

Now many female artist have surpassed my charm.

Im tired of overdoing it, whilst being overlooked..

Even by the man I love..

Maybe looking like the old Bom, I just might remind Him of our past..

I still remember the way he used to look at me..

I wonder whether he looks at Dara like that..now?

Maybe just maybe..

Maybe..He'll think twice about choosing Dara over me..

Maybe it's not to late..

I went inside a infamous and empty salon to get my make-under started.

A pretty Ajumah calmly approached me, pretending not to recognize me.

I smiled at her, then she led me to sit on a styling chair.

I glance at her through the wall mirrors positioned infront of me, as she checked the texture of my hair.

"Extensions out and dye it black"

She noded lightly and started to place needed equipments on the salon counter, and

handed me a magazine.

"Thank you" I mutterd as I turn the pages open.

After minutes my eyes became heavier and I eventually dozed off.

Time passed and the hair dye that ajummah appiled without me knowing needded to be

rinsed out.

Ajumah tapped my shoulders and escortd me to a sink chair unit and rinsed and washed my hair.

After she led me back to the styling chair to blowdry my hair.

"Yeppuda" ajumah stated with smiled as she styled my dry hair.

"Ajumah can you get rid of my fringe?"

 She noded.

"Are you sure?" She clariffied

 "Neh"

 ......

Finally, my hair was finished.

It looked exactly identical to my hair during my trainne days,

I was suprised by the vast difference..

I look..Good?

I thank her with a light hug.

"Ajummah anyeong" I said sweely handing her the money and running out of the salon.

"YA! this is too m--" Yelled attempting to run after me.

I looked at my phone to check the time:

                                                                8:10

I smiled not caring that I was going to be late practice with Bigbang.

I look around and notice that there was a few people glancing at me.

I began to panic, I did'nt want to be rushed for autographs and pictures.

Then I notice that they couldn't tell I was Parkbom and they were just simply admiring my beauty.

Gawd I missed these kind of attention..

I smiled faintly and walked passed them.

I then enter a newly opened boutique and decided to do a little shopping..

Just a little I thought..

Cursing myself as I walked out of the shopping center with tons of bags in my hand.

I hailed a cab and got in..

My phone ringed continously..

Irritated I finally answered.

"Yeboseyo?"

"Yah!..Bommie where the hell are you?.Where have you been..I've been trying to get a hold of you since forever..You're late..Your gonna die..Yaaah anwer me!"

I giggled.

"Breathe Santokii, breathe, I'm on my way, Mian, I stayed over a friends house, had a crisis..

But just cover up for me, Neh?, Geunuh..

"YA--"

I cut Dara off and hanged up..

Oh my she's going to kill me when I get there.

Or is she?

When the cab arrived I rushed inside the Yg building, to suprisingly encounter..

Taeyang..

"Oh? Noona..:" He looked at me completely stunned.

"Bae-ah..Put these in your car..oh?" I begged handing him my bags.

"Ah, deh" He noded in disbelief and took all the bags off me..

"kamsa-kamsa." I thanked him and ran towards the studio.

I stepped in nervously..

"Yaaaaah Bommie"

Dara screamed whilst she came running to me.

"Annyoung" I waved, notcing everyone's eye's fixed on me..

Eh?

I must be really late..

"Oooooh Unnie Yeppuda!" Minzy shouted as she came over to touch my hair.

I forgot that I completely changed my look today..

No wonder everyone looked at me like that..

Chaerin came over to me with an unhappy expression..

"Unnie!, what is this?,you escape from us yesterday..and now you come to our practice

late" 

"De, Mianhe Leader" I giggled.

"Don't smile at me like that unnie, I won't let you off so easily, but wow your hair is hot"

Phew Chaerin got distracted..

I then turn to the direction of the bigbang members and bowed lightly.

There eyes slyly scanning me..

"Your late noona" Jiyong said sternly..

Aissht what's the point of calling me noona, when he's always bossing me about!

"Mianhe" I mumble avoiding eye contact.

"Yah, Jiyong stop being mean" Top nudged him.

 I looked at Top..

Eh?

Did he just wink at me?

"Noona you look good" Daesung whispered as he puts his arms around me.

I smiled at him.

Then se7en walked in with Taeyang..

"Lets start" He shouted while he clapped for everyone's attention.

Omo..Why do I have a feeling something big is gonna happen..

Im excited.

Park Bom Fighting!

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