Summary

Follow Michaela and Kylie through their never ending twist in turns of accomplishments and failures. Loving and hating them is certainly not an option.

This story is about a young girl named Michaela and her best friend Kylie transferring to Seoul's number one school(s). Here they begin their own little adventure(s) where they live alone without any rules, restrictions, or parents. Not to mention their encounter(s) with famous celebrities?

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The boy had a deep red orange hair cut into a flip style. His face was smooth and perfect under the shadows of the sun. His white smile glistened as he laughed with his taller brother who playfully nudged him in the arm. The boy stumbled and it became clear how small and easily bullied he was.

Kylie winked at Michaela, “If you get in close with that cutie you can hook me up with his brother.”

Michaela scoffed, “Not going to happen.”

A black sleek gran turismo pulled up on the curb and the window rolled down. Minho watched s’ long faces before honking once on his horn. Taemin looked up sluggishly and Minho couldn’t help but smile at his unattractiveness.

“You look ugly.” Minho smirked.

Yoona lightly smirked, “We all see the way you watch her from the back of the class. You don’t even know how many girls have been plotting to take her out.”

Taemin arched his eyebrows, “Are you threatening me?”

“I’m only saying, if you don’t want to see her get hurt like the last one,” Yoona ran her finger down the middle of Taemin’s chest, “You’d pay a little more attention to your Yoona.”

“But Kylie would always make these little comments,” Michaela started. “‘I’d loan you these shorts but I don’t think they’d fit right on you.’ Or, ‘You’re so spunky. I love how you just make guys fall in love with your personality.’ Constantly undermining me. I don’t think she ever said anything that wasn’t an attempt at undermination.”

“Undermining,” Minho corrected.

Michaela pressed her lips together, “Thank you, Annoying McMasterGrammician.”

“Grammarian,” Minho smirked.

“Oh my God I’m going to kill you!” Michaela laughed half serious.

Minho placed Michaela on her unmade bed, pushed stuffed animals and hardcover books she had scribbled in onto the floor. Her breaths were quiet, the expression on her face soft and already somewhat rested. He her hair and touched a hardened blob of gum by her ear. A smile crept up on the side of his face, realizing he had no choice but to leave her to find it in the morning. 

I DO NOT OWN SHINEE CHARACTERS (sadly) AND PLEASE BE WARNED FOR ANY LIGHT/BRIEF MATURE CONTENT - KEEP IN MIND STORY WILL BE TAKEN DOWN AFTER A MONTH IF THERE IS LESS THAN 5 SUBSCRIBERS

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