Sixteen years later...

I woke up to the ringing of my cellphones alarm going off.

I'm friends with the monster,
That's under my bed.
Get along with the voices
Inside of my he-

Ugh!
I REALLY need to change the song of my alarm clock before I start hating Eminem and Rihanna!
I quickly texted my friend Emma.

Sun-Hi: Annyeong!
How was you're move yesterday?
Emma: It went pretty good! But I'm still worried about school! I don't know Korean!
Sun-Hi: ask my twin, I'm sure she'll be willing to help.
Emma: ok, thanks Sunny!

My twin had stayed in Korea with dad, whereas I had moved to the States with mom.
And Emma just moved there.

The deal had been: one twin each. Once they had divorced.
I really miss my twin and Emma!
I got up and did my normal routine.

"Morning mom!" I greeted cheerfully as she came in; already fully dressed for work and plopped herself on a chair at the kitchen table.

I quickly served her some fried eggs and bacon along with some toast and strawberry jam followed by a cup of freshly homemade orange juice.
"Happy birthday mom!" I exclaimed happily, proud of my work as I handed her a birthday card.
She just raised an eyebrow at me.
"My birthday present is a breakfast I could have easily done with my eyes closed and a folded piece of paper with 'happy birday' written on it?"
I looked at the birthday card.
My face dropped.
Maybe skipping school all the time isn't such a good idea...
"But-" I tried to say
"No but's" she said standing up, grabbing her things.

"Next time actually GO to school and not go babysit the neighbors kids to earn the money for that stupid bo-staff you want. Oh, also buy some more Poptarts; I finished the last box yesterday." She said leaving some money on the counter before exiting, slamming the door shut behind her.

I just stood there.
Sad.
And heartbroken.

All she ever cares about is wether I go good at school.
Which I don't.
I had a beautiful total of all F's.

Why should I go to school anyways?!
I just get beat up by bullies when and IF I go!
And school won't be the same without Emily saving the day.
That's why I want that bo-staff!
I wouldn't have any problems if I had one!
I could actually protect myself!
Robin has one, Gambit has one, even Element had one, so why can't I?

It can't be that hard to use!
I grabbed my jacket, cellphone, skateboard, keys and the money mom left behind for the Poptarts.

***

As I went I listened to "sk8er boi" by Avril Lavigne.

He was a boy.
She was a girl.
Can I make it anymore obvious.
He was a punk.
She did ballet.
What more can I say.
He wanted her,
She'd never tell.
Secretly she wanted him as well.
And all of her friends,
Stuck up they're nose.
As they had a problem with his very clothes.
He was a skater boy!
She said "see you later, boy"!
He wasn't good enough for her!
She had a pretty face!
But his hair was on his face!
She needed to come back down Earth.
Five years from now.
She sits at home.
Feeding her baby,
She's alone.
She turns on TV.
And guess who she sees.
Skater boy rocking her to knees!
She calls up her friends.
They already know.

"That Poptart thief" I muttered under my breath as I reached the grocery store and put my headphones away; interrupting the song.
"She knows how much I love them!" I continued to rant to no one in particular as I entered the store and started walking down the ile where the Poptarts should be.

I continued my search for Poptarts, slightly humming along to the song that was playing throughout the whole store "shake it off" by Taylor Swift.

I stay up to late!
Got nothing in my brain!
That's what people say!
M mmm
That's what people say!
M mmm
I go on to many dates!
But I can't make them stay!
At least that's what people say!
M mmm
That's what people say!
M mmm
But I keep on cruisen'.
Can't stop, won't stop
Moven'.
It's like I've got this music!
In my body, and it's gonna be alright!
Cuz the players wanna play, play, play, play.
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake.
I shake it off!
I shake it off!

"Oh! There you are!" I exclaimed as I finally spotted the Poptarts and made to grab them off the shelf.
"Stop!" I stopped and glanced at the owner of the voice.
It was the famous billionaire Ian Decaroli, running after a thief that had stolen his wallet.

Wow.
And people think I'm stupid because I ditch school all the time and can't spell "birthday" properly but this billionaire can't even catch a slowpoke thief!
Oh, well.

I slightly pushed my skateboard making it roll to the center of the ile.
And almost like in slow motion; the thief's left foot landed on the skateboard, making it speed up, the thief wobbled and lost balance and as he fell; the wallet went flying in the air at which I jumped and swiftly caught it, landing on my skateboard and making it come to a stop before Ian Decaroli.

"Here" I said, handing him his wallet.
He just barley managed to thank me when we were swept apart by a crowd of paparazzi and the like.
So I just grabbed as many Poptarts as I could and started heading towards the cashiers.

But I was stopped by a hand on my shoulder. I looked up "Good job, kid" an officer said giving me a small proud smile "thanks officer" and I left.

***

"32.50" said the cashier "what!?" "You took quite a lot of boxes miss" the cashier lady explained. I groaned.
My belly needed all of those Poptarts!
"I've got this" said someone from behind me with a slight Italian accent and paid the cashier; then gave me my Poptarts.
Ian.
"Why are you helping me?" I asked.
"Because you saved my career. The least I could do is offer you some Poptarts"
*ding!* lightbulb!
Just then I got an idea.
"Why not get me a bo-staff instead?" I asked hopefully.
He chuckled "What would you need that for?" He asked.
I looked down at my feet "bullies" I slightly mumbled under my breath.
He frowned, then knelt down to my level devishly grinning "If those bullies ever bother you" he said pulling out a card from his jacket pocket. "Give me a call" he handed me his card.
It had his phone number on it.

I had a billionaires phone number!
Inner Fangirl: level 85%.
"I never got you're name" he interrupted my thoughts as he finally stood up shaking my hand "Sun-Hi" I answered.
"Sun-Hi" he repeated before taking his leave.
He probably had better things to do...