Page 45 of Lost In Seoul


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There’s only so much a girl can take.

I walk up to him nice and close and poke his chest. If he’s surprised by my boldness, he doesn’t let on. If anything, he just stands taller, stares harder.

“Behave yourself. You should be the least of our worries—you’re the easy one without any drama. Remember, you’re an innocent virgin who’s afraid of flying or doing anything, and you!” I point at Rae, suddenly feeling the urge to go on a rampage. “Are heartbroken over Lucas and Grace,” I turn to Lucas. “You’re the bad boy with emotional trauma who jokes around too much,” Kai’s next. “You’re the sporty one, fun, talented at everything, you love the gym and you hate sugar.”

Kai pipes up. “I actually like sugar—”

“—Not the time.” Rae elbows him and shakes his head. His eyes are wide and I know he’s taken aback by my attitude. “So not the time.”

Jay’s next, he knows it because he holds up his hands like he’s getting arrested. “I’m mysterious, I get it, I get it!”

“Good.” I nod at him and then I turn my attention to the others. “As for TestME—”

They’re jaws have all dropped like they’ve been caught doing something horribly wrong, well all but Suho.

“I got it.” He nods. “We know our place.” He looks over at Rae. “It’s been made painfully aware we’re the innocent junior group just riding on some unbelievably cheap coattails, so as far as acting, won’t be hard, we’ve been doing it since our debut.”

He reaches for Sookie’s bag of chips, takes a bite of Dorito and finishes it up with. “Is that it?”

Wow. What an asshole. Did he just say that to me?

I take a step toward him, ready to fight when Rae blocks me.

“Low blood sugar, he’s just hungry,” Rae warns me and shakes his head. “Let everyone know we’re ready to head to costume and makeup.”

I open my mouth then close it, finding I can only nod and then I walk away. That kid is in need of a serious ass kicking. I wish I could do it. He’s definitely gotten under my skin because I’m bothered by the comment and wish I could just lay into him, which is totally unlike me but then, I’m not doing anything in my normal way lately.

And I blame Sookie.

When I finally make it to the restroom, hours later and just ready for the day to be over, I’m forced to really look at myself in the mirror. I groan at the sight that greets me. My shirt is completely see through where the coffee stain hit my right boob and I’m not wearing a bra. Hello nipples.

It could not get worse.

And I really need to stop saying and thinking things like that, because when you think it can’t… it can.

Oh, the joys of life.

Chapter Ten

Sookie

It’s a painful process.

It’s brutal and painful and it sucks.

All of it.

They’ve put me in a clown costume, like I’m ready to go on The Masked Singer. Literally a clown costume. My clown face is huge—grotesquely huge. It’s hot as hell and I’m sweating profusely, and I’m in a black glitter tuxedo… but wait, there’s more.

They put a pink bow on the clown costume. Because pink bows just scream innocence. I literally don’t even know what to do when I stare at myself in the mirror. Do I laugh? Do I cry? Is this a joke? A prank at the very least?

How could they do this to me?

I reach for the bow to rip the goddamn thing off when Lucas walks in, takes one look at me and starts choking on his water. “The hell?

I want to tell him to fuck off, but it’s not his fault that I look like a joke.

“It’s a bow.” I tell him. I can only imagine what I must look like to him.

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