Chapter 1
Your POV
As any usual day started, I woke up to go to school. I heard that there were going to be transfer students, not that I cared. I’m a lonely potato and will forever BE a lonely potato. You might think that I have at least one friend but, I don’t. The reason why is because they can’t be trusted. All they want is your money.
Yes, money, I was about to get to that part but let me just tell you about it now.
I do come from a rich family but unlike other rich people, my parents aren’t selfish, and neither am I or my sisters. I have three sisters. One is older (Layla), one is the same age as me (Maggie), and the other is younger (Rebacca). (Sometimes I will use the name but maybe I won’t so, you’ll see) I don’t have any trouble with my sisters since we’re not that far apart in age.
Yeah, I know it’s weird to have 3 other siblings instead of 2 or 4 but, 3. I forgot to mention that I’m 17, second year at high school. Oh yeah, and my same aged sister goes to school with me but she has friends so we only hang out at home where it’s quiet.
(BTW I say me instead of you a lot so it’s more like your POV but it’s more like journal writing I guess you could say.)
Enough about me, or, you in this case, but let’s get to the actual story.
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I was walking in school when I heard someone call my name.
“Y/N!!”
The voice said. It’s my sister.
“Y/N, the transfer students, they’re here!” she screamed with joy. Almost as if she thinks I’m going to want to be friends with them.
“Pff, so what. I don’t need friends, don’t want friends, and friends will never want me. So, your point is?”
I ask, thinking she’s going to give me a good enough reason to want to see them.
“Sis, THEY. ARE. HOT.”
“And? Do you really think I’m going to go see them even if they’re hot?”
I shot back.
“Well no, but, can you at least come with me? PLEEEEAAAASE???”
She pleaded.
I was really thinking hard weather I should give her a chance or not. My hearteu said yes but my brain was all like Guurrr you know you ain’t socalizin’. But I gave my hearteu a chance anyway and gave in.
“Fine, but just this on-“
She cut me off by grabbing my wrist and pulling me to the never-ending crowd.
“Holy-“
Was all I could get out of my mouth. She’s right…they really are H-O-T! I can’t believe I’m saying this but there I am, with my mouth agape, staring at the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen. I shook my head to get my mind off them and I could’ve sworn I saw one of them wink at me. Woah.
“Well, I’m leaving. Class is starting in a few.”
I told my sister wanting to get out of there ASAP. So I went to my class, and not too much time later, the bell rang. Class started and one of the angels came into the room, showing his adorable dimples. My poor hearteu started racing and I swear I was blushing.
“Annyeong, Namjoon inmida.”
He introduced himself with his low voice, as he bowed and took a seat……right next to ME!!! Why ME of all people! There were so many empty desks out there and he chose THIS ONE!!! I swear my face was red enough to be mistaken as a plant if my hair were dyed green.
He kept eyeing me the whole class period but, I pretended not to see so that it wouldn’t be as awkward as it already was. At the end of class, I was on my way to my locker when Namjoon stopped in front of me.
“Hey, I’m Namjoon and you’re pretty”
“Um, do you need help with something because if not…then can you let me get to my locker?”
“Just wanted to know what a pretty girl like you is doing here without any friends”
“I don’t need friends, they disappoint me. Now if you’ll excuse me”
- Carla Shawl
I said pushing past him. I kinda got a glance and he looked pretty hurt. Oh well, not my problem.
I made my way into the next classroom and you’ll never guess who I saw…ANOTHER PRETTY BOY!!!
Oh great, I’m ruined now. THANKS A LOT DESTINEY!!!
You’ll never guess how the rest of my day went….you probably guessed it…EVERY single pretty boy, is in EVERY one of my classes…oh I’m screwed now….
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A/N
Sorry for my crappy writing. This is my first story ever besides practice stories but this is published so now….all of my shiteu is out there in the world.
Well, I hope you enjoyed my crap. I’ll get better along the way….probably…
Thanks for reading. And requests are open.
