My Superwoman
One ❄
The horrendous sound of my alarm clock blaring for the millionth time today. I slapped the evil thing that keeps me from my beautiful slumber.
"Lee Hye Su!" My mom yelled outside my bedroom door, banging and shaking the poor thing off of its hinges.
"What?" I groaned under my sheets.
"Interview." Mom reminded me simply before I heard here heavy footsteps go down the stairs.
Oh, shit! What time is it?!
I ignored the dizzy feeling I felt from standing up so fast and rushed to the bathroom.
Today is my interview for THE one and only Star. I can't be late! This is just once in a lifetime chance and cannot be wasted.
I ran back and forth, getting dressed and panicking.
"Su-nnie, you can kiss your so-called famous Star Fashion Designing company goodbye! It's already 8 in the morning and you still have to drop me off to school. Come on! I'm going to be late, too." My 14 year old sister, Sung Mi, said, barging in my room.
"Okay, lets go!" I said, my voice rising an octave or two, maybe three, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her with me to the garage. Literally.
Seoul Public High School is only ten minute walk from our house but my sister said she is 'popular' and wouldn't want to be seen walking so I have to drive her to school. Everyday. That brat!
Oh! I'm sorry, I'm being rude. First of all, my name is Lee Hye Su. Nice to meet you. I am 22 years old and a fashion designer. Star is the best Fashion Agency when it comes to the fashion industry compared to others. I've always dreamt of getting a job there since I was in middle school.
I kinda broke the law by increasing the car speed to 100 in an 85 mph road. Three consecutive red lights were no help at all. Seriously? Gah. You've got to be kidding me! I turned to a corner, leading to a much smaller street. Red light again! I want to bash my head on the steering wheel so I will bleed to death on this bad day. I watched as a guy cross the street while a fast car was heading on his way. Did nobody notice this?! The guy is on danger! Acting before thinking, I stepped on the pedal and used my car to block the other vehicle from running over the guy.
The impact of the crash made me bump my head on the steering wheel and back at the headrest, body aching because of the seatbelt strapped across my body. I don't want to die yet! Oh, dear God! I'm so sorry for all the bad things I've done in the past. I was just joking awhile ago when I sad I want to bleed to death. The happy times with my family and friends flashed right in front of my eyes before I blacked out.
"Lee Hye Su!" My mom yelled outside my bedroom door, banging and shaking the poor thing off of its hinges.
"What?" I groaned under my sheets.
"Interview." Mom reminded me simply before I heard here heavy footsteps go down the stairs.
Oh, shit! What time is it?!
I ignored the dizzy feeling I felt from standing up so fast and rushed to the bathroom.
Today is my interview for THE one and only Star. I can't be late! This is just once in a lifetime chance and cannot be wasted.
I ran back and forth, getting dressed and panicking.
"Su-nnie, you can kiss your so-called famous Star Fashion Designing company goodbye! It's already 8 in the morning and you still have to drop me off to school. Come on! I'm going to be late, too." My 14 year old sister, Sung Mi, said, barging in my room.
"Okay, lets go!" I said, my voice rising an octave or two, maybe three, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her with me to the garage. Literally.
Seoul Public High School is only ten minute walk from our house but my sister said she is 'popular' and wouldn't want to be seen walking so I have to drive her to school. Everyday. That brat!
Oh! I'm sorry, I'm being rude. First of all, my name is Lee Hye Su. Nice to meet you. I am 22 years old and a fashion designer. Star is the best Fashion Agency when it comes to the fashion industry compared to others. I've always dreamt of getting a job there since I was in middle school.
I kinda broke the law by increasing the car speed to 100 in an 85 mph road. Three consecutive red lights were no help at all. Seriously? Gah. You've got to be kidding me! I turned to a corner, leading to a much smaller street. Red light again! I want to bash my head on the steering wheel so I will bleed to death on this bad day. I watched as a guy cross the street while a fast car was heading on his way. Did nobody notice this?! The guy is on danger! Acting before thinking, I stepped on the pedal and used my car to block the other vehicle from running over the guy.
The impact of the crash made me bump my head on the steering wheel and back at the headrest, body aching because of the seatbelt strapped across my body. I don't want to die yet! Oh, dear God! I'm so sorry for all the bad things I've done in the past. I was just joking awhile ago when I sad I want to bleed to death. The happy times with my family and friends flashed right in front of my eyes before I blacked out.
Notes
Oohlala! This is my very first exo fanfiction so please bear with me! :)The idea of this story has been bothering me for weeks now and I can't get it off of head.
It's just a short and crappy beginning but I assure you, it'll get better soon. ❄
jjang...please continue
9/13/15