“Ah! Finally school’s out! I swear I was going to die during the finals!” My friend, Kevin exclaimed and I look at him and I smiled
“I mean, yeah same, I was like ughhh, I thought I was going to die.” I agree with Kevin, and he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me into his hold. Ugh, being 4’9 is great, I love it - note the sarcasm.
“So what are you going to do during the summer?” Kevin asked me and I sighed and shrugged
“I don’t know, probably hit a blunt and party -” I start and Kevin hits me on the back of the head “Sorry, mother, I mean watch tv and write.” I correct and he smiled
“Better.” Kevin smiled and I rolled my eyes. Then I heard a car honk, and I sighed annoyed . . . it’s my dad
“I’mma go, before my dad gets all pissy.” I tell Kevin and he smiled
“Alrighty.” Kevin replied, and I see my dad get out of the car, and I groaned
“Dad, get back in the car!” I exclaimed and he laughed
“Hi, Mr. Lee.” Kevin greeted
“Hey, Kevin.” Dad greeted back
“Bye, Kevin.” I said and he rolled his eyes and he then waved and walked off, and I got in the car, and dad did the same, and he then drove off from the school.
I walked inside my house putting my backpack near the door, and I began to run up the stairs, but I was stopped by my dad, “Ah-h-h-h, Marissa, I need to talk to you.” Dad told me and I groaned slightly and I backtracked off the steps and I leaned against the railing while I stared at him “Alright, I know you’re probably not going to like this, but you’re going to spend the summer with your mother and brother.” My dad told me and I was shocked
“Uh say what?” I asked him and he stayed silent “You’re going to ship me off to the other side of the world, to a woman who I haven’t seen in 10 years? Wow, great parenting dad!” I yelled and he was still silent and I scoffed “Good to know that you care.” I muttered and I then ran up the stairs, and I slammed my door shut, and locked the door and I groaned, trying not to scream my voice hoarse. My parents split up when I was 7 years old, and my parents got custody of only one of us. My dad got me, while my mom got my older brother. And my mother had the audacity to move halfway across the world - like KOREA! He must be out of his mind! But, he is my dad, and he hasn’t dated anyone since the divorce, I feel bad for him. Ugh, I need a smoke break. I went over to my door, unlocked it, and I walked back over to my window, and I sat down on the railing of my window, and I pulled out a cigarette out of the box, and I lit it up, and I inhaled the smoke, and exhaled it out. I need to stop smoking, I know it’s bad for my health, and I know it’s stressing my dad out, but I use it for stress. After taking a couple hits off the cigarette, I put it out and I threw it somewhere, and I climbed back in the window, after making sure, not to fall off and just die.
I went down to talk to my dad, and I saw him making dinner, and I sighed softly “When do I leave?” I ask him and he jumped and looked over at me and he smiled softly
“Umm, tomorrow.” He told me and I sighed and I nodded. Well it’s time to see my mother and my brother who I haven’t seen in like 10 years . . . pray for me, because I sure as hell need it! “Oh, and try not to smoke so much there, remember your mother has asthma.” Dad told me and I was shocked, that he still remembered that, hell I didn’t even remember that.
“Will do.” I say to him and he smiled
“Dinner will be ready in an hour.” Dad told me and I nodded, and I then walked back upstairs, and I sighed, I gotta make sure, if my Korean is up to par, since I haven’t spoken it in a few years.
I’m so freaking tired!! I mean I had to wake up at like 3:00 AM to pack my stuff, and get ready to leave. My flight is at 4:30 AM, so I’ll be getting there around 3:00 or 3:30 - my time, I’ll be getting there at like 7:00 to 7:30 in the fucking morning! God, kill me now! I hate the different time zones! My dad dropped me off at the airport at around 4:00 AM, and I sighed, I need a coffee. I rolled my suitcase around looking for the nearest coffee shop in the airport, and I found one, and I ordered myself a coffee, and I began to drink it, so I could wake up. I played some games on my phone, as I waited for my flight number to be called. At 4:25 my flight number was called, and I made my way over to the terminal - without not forgetting to show my ID, because I’m 17, can’t travel alone, without an ID. I made my way over to the plane, and I went over to my assigned seat, and I sat down. I put my seatbelt on, and I put my earbuds in, and a random playlist on, and I placed my head against the wall of my seat, and I closed my eyes.
I feel like I could’ve gotten more sleep! I mean it’s only 7:30 AM! Ugh, I hate my life. I rolled my suitcase, while I was looking around for my mom or my brother, who my dad said they would pick me up. But, it’s kinda hard because I don’t remember what they look like. I walked out of the airport, and I was standing on the sidewalk, looking around for my mother and/or my brother. I felt my heart start to race, as my anxiety was kicking in . . . I’m alone. I was about to start crying until I felt a hand tap me on the shoulder and I jumped and I looked over to see a boy who was taller than me . . . about Kevin’s height, and he was staring down at me and smiling. But his face seemed familiar. Wait, is this Mark? “Mark?” I ask and he smiled wider
“I see you remember me.” Mark told me and I smiled and he hugged me and I hugged him back tighter. Me and my brother were inseparable before our parents split up, so when mom got custody of Mark, I was devastated. “You’re still short.” Mark commented as we pulled away and I punched him in the shoulder
“Oh shut up.” I told Mark and he laughed and we started walking, and I’m pretty sure he was leading me over to Mom’s car . . . can I really call her Mom after what she did? We stopped at the car, and I saw my Mom smiling at me and Mark, and I just didn’t have the energy to smile at her, I can’t, I just can’t.
“Hey, Mari.” Mom greeted and I nodded slightly not wanting to talk to her. I hate her guts, I’m done with this already, but Dad told me, Mom wanted this, and I’m just like psh, yeah right, you want to see your daughter 10 years later, after not asking for her, no sir, no ma'am!
“Welcome home~” Mom sang and I sighed softly
“For the next three months.” I muttered and I got out of the car, and I grabbed my suitcase, and I started walking to the house - slowly - behind my brother and my mother, which had caught their attention
“Marissa, don’t be shy, come on.” Mom says and she grabbed my wrist and started dragging me in the house, and I was just feeling awkward. I haven’t seen her in 10 years! I sighed softly, as I was inside the house, god kill me now. “Alright, Marissa, I’m sure, you’re super tired right now, so you can unpack your stuff. Mark, you go show her to her room.” Mom says and Mark looked at me and I sighed and I began to follow him up the stairs, and over to the last room down the hall
“Alright, this is our guest bedroom, that we never used because no one stays over - well not true, I mean my friend sometimes stays over.” Mark told me and I looked at him and I sighed . . . great someone has slept in the same bed I’m going to be sleeping in for the next three months? Mark opened the door, and I walked in, and I looked around, and it looked very spacious, and very comfortable . . . way more spacious than my bedroom. It’s the same freaking bedroom, I’ve had for the past 17 years of my life. “Soooo, umm you can unpack, and you can come down for breakfast, because I’ve known you’ve missed mom’s cooking.” Mark told me and he walked out of the room, and closed the door, and I went over to the bed, and I sat down and I fell back
“This is going to suck.” I said to myself, and I then sat back up, and I got my suitcase and I opened it up, and I began to unpack my stuff.
It took me and 1 hour and a half to unpack my stuff and I didn’t feel tired nor hungry, I just wanted to get out of here! I walked downstairs to see Mark and Mom talking and smiling and I felt my heart just clench . . . I don’t even remember there being happy - smiley- memories with her, because ever since I was like 4-7 years old, I just remember fights after fights after fights. I could never smile around her. I cleared my throat and mom and Mark looked over and smiled “Oh, Mari, are you hungry?” Mom asked and I shook my head
“No, I’m not hungry, and don’t call me Mari.” I say to her and her smile then dropped
“S-sorry, Marissa.” Mom stuttered
“Okayyyy, well I’m going to go and meet Donghyuck and Renjun.” Mark says awkwardly and Mom nodded
“Oh and take Marissa with you.” Mom told Mark and I widened my eyes . . . what the fuck!
“Uh, sure, come on Marissa.” Mark says and I nodded, obviously not wanting to go, but it’s my brother I can’t be in this house with just my mother! I followed Mark outside the door, and we began to walk.
It’s so freaking hot! Like I’m literally sweating! “Hey, Mark!” I hear a voice yell and I look over to see two boys walking over to us.
“Hey, babe.” Mark says wrapping his arms around the said boy placing a kiss on the top of his head . . . wait he’s gay? I should’ve suspected. I take my eyes off the two lovey dovey boyfriends, and I look over to the other boy, standing there, and oh my god, he’s adorable. He looks very lost and doesn’t know what to do though. I cleared my throat and stared at Mark and Mark looked over at me and got what I was staring at him for “Oh, hehe, sorry. So, Donghyuck, Renjun, this is my little sister, Marissa. Marissa, this is my boyfriend Donghyuck and the little small cute boy is Renjun.” Mark introduced and the cute boy, now known as Renjun, glared at Mark
“You never told us you had a sister.” Donghyuck told Mark and Mark chuckled awkwardly as I looked at him
“You never told anybody about me?” I ask Mark in fake offense
“Ummmmm -” Mark stammered and I laughed
“Quit looking so scared, simba, I’m just joking.” I laughed and Donghyuck laughed at the nickname for Mark and Mark looked embarrassed by it
“Simba? Awww how cute!!” Donghyuck exclaimed and I laughed
“Let’s just go!” Mark exclaimed and we laughed and we began to walk off
It was now time to go home, since all of us were getting tired. “I’ll drop Donghyuck off, are you okay going home by yourself?” Mark asked me and I nodded, but on the inside, I don’t know how to get home!
“Y-yeah.” I stuttered and he nodded and Mark ruffled my hair and he then started to walk off with his boyfriend and I sighed softly . . . alright, now which way do I go?
“You don’t know how to get home?” Renjun’s voice brought me out of my thoughts and I jumped, and looked over at him
“Ummm, yeah.” I say to him
“I’ll walk you home, if you want, I mean, Mark’s house is like my second home.” Renjun told me and I smile softly
“Alright.” I say and he smiled and he started walking and I followed him. Renjun, seems sweet, I mean offering to walk me home, when he doesn’t even know me, is like the sweetest thing someone could do.
Here’s chapter 1 of my new story!!
Alright since I wrote a story called Broken Arrows, and Renjun was a love interest for Judith and I was thinking in my head, omg I need to make a story for him ahh!!
This story will include: ANGST, FLUFF, COMEDY, BREAK UPS, & ANXIETY
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