+ eight

"can you not pick me up from school anymore?" i complained one day.

it was becoming a more and more frequent thing.

dad was busy, and he asked yoongi to pick me up since we weren't allowed to leave school grounds without an adult guardian. he was twenty three years old and as my step-brother, he counted as a guardian.

"what's the problem with it?" he asked me.

"everyone stares at us. it makes me uncomfortable." i replied simply.

"maybe they stare because you're so beautiful." he stated with a shrug, as though it were obvious.

his words caught me off guard.

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thank you all for getting this story to half a thousand reads. it means a lot. i dont know if i have mentioned this, but this story will last about fifty chapters, which is why im dragging the rising action a bit.

i hope you're liking this story though.

-clary xx