What is that sound? Ooh...
I wonder....
Umma!! I want to go to the sound!! I tug on my umma's blouse, and look up at her with my cutest pout.
Oh, Changmin, she says, ruffling my hair. Her voice was so different from anyone else's in the world. It was harmonic and almost sing-songy. I love her so much. She's the bestest umma I've ever had!
She bends down to my eye level and whispers, You know, that cute little face you're making isn't going to change my mind. Trains are dangerous, okay?
I'm 5 years old! I'm old enough! Why doesn't she undertand? I cross my arms and stick out my bottom lip.
Just
Dustin studied his mother carefully as they prepared to enter their once happy home. Her slender shoulders were squared, her back firm and straight, but he could detect a slight trembling of her hands as they gripped his youngest brother. She was also quite a bit paler than normal, he could almost see the the thick, aquamarine veins protruding beneath the surface of her smooth skin.
He could feel the anger radiating off her. He felt the same way. How could they manage without his dad? Why did he have to die? He just didn't see how they would ever feel any less hurt than they did right then.
Dustin took in a deep breath and looked around
"YAH AYUMI HURRY UP! We're gonna be late for school, you lazy bum!!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.." Ayumi groans.
In like 5 years, you naggy dumb butt, she thought groggily.
Ayumi, an auburn haired seventeen year old sat up in her bed and sighed.
I hate how my best friend in the whole world feels the need to barge into MY house, and my parents, of all people, just let her. Then again, if she didn't barge into my house EVERYDAY, then I would be on academic probation by now.
Other than that, I am a perfectly good student. Except for math. Always B's, never A's. Not even an A-!! So sad, so sad. (And the only reason I even get that stupid B is
Chapter 2
Diarrhea Dilema
Today, my lovely readers, we find Lee Ayumi sitting in class, paying attention to the wonderful voice coming from the front of the room. And no, it's not the
teacher's. Oh, you silly you, how naїve of you to think that Lee Ayumi, of all people, would listen to the teacher. Haha, you make me laugh! Of course Ayumi isn't
listening to the teacher, she's listening to the sexy, hot, cute, beautiful, mysterious, voice which belonged to, (in the words of Ayumi), my adorable, hot, beautiful, hot,
amazing, hot, talented, hot, caring, hot, sensitive, hot, heavenly GOD!
You may ask, Who exactly