"WAKEUP BABO!" I yelled at my brother who was a slob when he sleeps. I can already see his wet pillow. GROSS. He moaned and rolled on his bed. I looked to his window and saw the sun barely peaking out. Yup, i'm an early bird. We usually go on morning runs together, and we planned to do it before school during the school days.

"5 Mins," He murmured.

"FIVE MINUTES MY ," I retorted and grabbed his legs, which hung off the side. I used my muscles that I've trained and worked out for the past years, and he fell to the floor.

"AISH, sometimes I wish you can be like a normal girl and wake up late and makeup and.." He just kept rambling, as he slowly stood up to stretch. My brother is like my dad too though. He is protective of me, especially when I work out in my sport's bra, and there's millions of erted guys around. So I'm pretty sure he's happy I'm not one of the other s at school and that he's just pissed off that I wake up early and am more into working out then he is. Speaking of dad, we don't have one. But that's a whole other story.

So there I was, on the couch, eating breakfast for energy waiting for my semi-lazy older brother, then finally he comes down and does the same. In a bit we let the light breakfast digest and went off into the morning sun, to run a few miles around the neighborhood. It is a really beautiful thing to see the sun rise, it takes your mind off the exercise and reminds you of... the natural, free things in life. Not like the expensive clothing, jewelry, you know, that stuff. And yeah, I definetely think this as I run pass one of the houses in the neighborhood.

There the two were: blinged out, and what not with their fancy, expensive cars out, playing obnoxious music. They were stretching, but I knew they had other intentions.

"YiJong Oppa!" Said a very bouncy Tiffany Jung. My brother jogged over to their driveway and gave then a quick hug and, 'good morning'.

Then came back to me to continue our jog. I rolled my eyes after leaving the giggling girls. Her mini-me sister was just as annoying, but I'm totally glad they BOTH didn't go to our school.

As usual, only earlier because of school, we arrived before the sun was too high up in the sky. We both showered, looked fresh, grabbed an apple, or something, as we proceeded to walk to school. This is when our schedules changed. YiJong would usually meet up with some of his friends- even though we both had the same friends for the most part, but he had some girls that I would definitely not like to hang with- and I would meet up with my best friends. I only have very few best friends. One of whom, is Son Dongwoon.

"MiCha!" He said catching up with me as I walked solo on the sidewalk.

"DongWoon!" I said and we high-fived. "Whatsup?!" I smiled.

"Tired, I didn't get much sleep last night," He said very un-ethusiastically.

"What? Banged some girls last night?" I joked, smirking. We laughed as we walked to school together. Then, walking very swiftly past DongWoon and I, was Jessica and some other girl. They always walked around like there were the only ones on the planet, not giving concern to other people. Well, at least in high school, that was how her group acted. 

"Geeze," DongWoon said moving aside for them, so as to not get hit. What a gentleman.

"I bet she's off to stalk and impress my brother again," I stated.

"She has a thing for YiJong Hyung?" DongWoon asked.

"Oh yes," I said rolling my eyes.

"That must get annoying," He said.

"You don't even know," I replied~

What is really funny, is now, 2 years after we graduated, Jessica is one of my best friends, and I love her little sister as well. Aren't high school stories the greatest? Another shocker is how DongWoon and I do not keep touch anymore. When we see eachother, we pretend we never knew, or don't know eachother. YiJong, of coarse, is still my brother-sadly- but we have had some great times, along with the not-so-great times.

And if you think that's it, you're badly mistaken.