*The Beginning *Eomma-Mom *Appa-Dad *dear *will ya? *God of heavens
We were in the car on our way to a local Drive-Thru restaurant to get dinner. *Eomma hasn't been able to do much since the incident. That's what we've been calling *Appa's death.
"Hey Eomma, hows 'bout we get take out chinese"
"That's Fine *sojunghan"
"How's 'bout you Starboi."
"Yeah I don't care."
I hate my name. It's weird. I understand my parents are unique people but could they have at least cut me some slack. They gave my sister a normal name. Hana. It's normal. She doesn't have to worry about being laughed at.
We pulled into a parking lot of some small chinese shop and Hana got out to get food. Eomma turned up the volume of the radio letting the car flood with music she didn't understand well. I knew she didn't care though. My Eomma's the type of person to let sadness eat her alive before she admits she's not ok and needs help.
I stare at the back of Eomma's head for a little bit. I wonder if I can figure out what's truly going on inside her head. It doesn't work. Before I know it Hana's coming out of the shop. she held up the white plastic bags and climbed back into the passenger side.
Once we made it home I grabbed my food and went to my room. My Eomma calls it the black hole.
The walls are painted a dark shade of blue with splatters of lighter blues, purples, a little bit of orange, and white. Rapped around the roof of the room were L.E.D lights and long icicle Christmas light. We have lived in this house for only a month. Summers almost over. Then me and Hana will start our Kiss Strip.
A Kiss Strip is just a list of people me and Hana have kissed since I've came out. We started in middle school when Appa walked in on me making out with Junwoo a boy who I was crushing on before I knew liking guys was possible. He was and still is one of my closest friends. I'm actually glad we moved because there's a chance we could be in the same school. Then I won't be totally lonely.
Of course I'll always have Hana, but we don't hang out with the same people. Our crowds are completely different actually. She hangs out with "popular rich kids" while my friend group consists of kids who skip class, get in fights, and break the law daily. Hana tries to get me to hang out with her friends but it's nearly impossible to find them interesting. They talk so much and They're so afraid of being boring that they constantly tell stories of make plans to hang out, but they end up being boring because it's always the same thing.
I've finished eating my food. I throw away my flimsy styrofoam container and change into shorts and a tank-top. It's hot even at night.
**~~._.~~**~~._.~~**~~2 weeks later~~**~~._.~~**~~._.~~**
I wake up being drug out of bed. God Hana.
"Get off me, *na jung-e?"
"Get up then or you won't have a ride to school. I refuse to be late because of you. Ten minutes!" More tugging. "Ok you fucking monster im up. Get off me!" She finally let me go and I decide that I won't miss my first day of senior year.
I pull on a pair of ripped black skinny jeans, a crimson red shirt with a white smoking skull on it. I go in the bathroom and Hana's left her makeup all over the sink, but she's separated her eyeliner and mascara from the clutter making it easier for me to find them because im so blind, but refuse to wear glasses. I don't have time to properly wash my face so i just splash water on it and dry it quickly. I put a thin line on my lid and then put a thin line in my water line with the eyeliner then use the mascara to make my top and bottom lashes more visible. I dig through the clutter for a clear lip gloss after brushing my teeth. i brush my hair letting it do whatever it wants on the top of my head. Today it's decided to be slightly wavy.
Hana Yells up the steps giving me a five minute warning. I go back to my room slip on leather combat boots and rip my Appa's leather jacket of the hook hanging on my door and i snatch my tan messenger bag off the floor the pins and chains clipped on making clicking sound as I run down the stairs.
I slam the door shut to the big truck my Eomma gave Hana once Appa passed. She didn't add or remove any decorations. Everything's the same.
Once we pull up to the school kids are already staring at the massive white truck. Its obnoxious i don't blame them, but that was just Appa. You always knew when he was around. With this huge truck and his loud booming laugh. you could see his shiny white teeth and huge smile from miles away. Hana always says me and Appa have the same smile. Well when I do smile.
I don't like my smile due to the gap between my teeth. Thanks.
"Oh my *Hwanin!" Hana climbs out the truck shutting the door gently. I climb out after her.
"Junwoo!" The tall male whipped his head around as Hana made a huge scene and being her twin i run after her completely embarrassing myself. "Hana? Star?"
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