"Jungkook-ah!"

I look up and see my mom walking out the house. "Yes mommy?" She puts her hair behind her ear, sweat dripping from her forehead.

"I don't think the AC is working dear." She frowns. "We just moved in. Shouldn't it work?"

She nods her head. "It should, but it doesn't. Your dad is calling the man who sold us the house though."

I then hear my dad talking on the phone. He sounds very angry and a curse word escapes his mouth.

My eyes widen and my mom quickly grabs my arm helping me up from the steps I'm sitting on. "How about you take a walk baby? It's a safe neighborhood I'm sure of that. Just don't go too far okay?"

I nod my head obediently as I walk down the porch steps. It's very hot outside and I can just imagine how hot it is inside the house.

As I'm walking I spot a blue butterfly. It lands on a pretty flower and I try to grab it. It obviously flies away and I start chasing after it.

I'm too busy following the butterfly that I don't realize where I'm going. The butterfly goes so far up I loose sight of it.

That's when I notice I am not by my house anymore. I see a small park and a ton of houses. They all look the same.

They all look like my house, but I don't see mine. My heart starts racing and I feel my eyes fill up with tears.

I'm panting trying to stop my tears when I hear a small voice talk to me from behind. "Are you okay?"

I turn around and spot a short pretty small boy with chubby cheeks and yet black hair. "I- I'm lost." I whisper the knot in my throat getting bigger.

"Lost? Do you live in this neighborhood?" He asks. "Y-yes I suppose. I don't know if this is it. I just moved in."

"Ahh! You're the new family that moved in. You're not lost your house is down there." He gets on his tippy toes and points somewhere.

Even though I don't know what house he's pointing to I nod. "Is that my house?" I ask wiping my tears.

The boy nods his head. "You have a red car right? And your mom was wearing a yellow dress?"

I nod my head. "Yes." He smiles, "Then that's your house. I saw the moving car and your mom this morning. I didn't see you though."

"I must've been with my dad or something." I say feeling relieved I'm not lost. "What's your name? I'm Park Jimin!"

"Jeon Jungkook." I say as I bow to say hello. "Jeon Jungkook? Wow! I love your name. It sounds like really fancy! And it's fun to say it too. Jeon Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook."

"Thank you." I reply. Suddenly, I hear another voice. "Jiminieeee!" A tall thin pretty boy screams as he's running out of his house.

He's wearing a bright pink shirt and he has big plump lips.  "I managed to sneak peanut butter out of-!"

He stops talking when he sees me. "Oh. Hello? How's this?" He asks the chubby cheeks boy. "This is Jeon Jungkook! He's our new neighbor."

"Hello Jeon Jungkook. I'm Kim Seokjin! Call me Jin for short." The plump lip guy says. I clear my throat, "Hello. Nice to meet you."

"How old are you Jeon Jungkook?" Jimin asks. "I'm nine. How old are you guys?" I ask as Jin begins to open a peanut butter jar.

"I'm eleven! So is Jin." Jimin replies. "Ooohh. I see." Jin smiles, "He's almost as tall as you though."

Jimin frowns smacking him, "Shh! Just share the peanut butter." Jin takes out a plastic spoon from his pocket and sticks it in the jar taking out a spoonful.

Jimin grabs it and takes the peanut butter in his mouth. "That's so yummy." He says with a mouthful.

Jin takes a spoonful as well then he hands me one. "Want some?" I stare at the spoon. "We don't have germs." He adds.

I take the spoon and try the peanut butter. "Thank you." I say with a mouthful. They smile at me.

"I like you Jungkook. We're going to be really good friends." Jimin says. "Let's go away from here my mom might catch me with this. She says I eat too much sweets." Jin says rolling his eyes.

We begin walking to the park that's nearby. When we get there we start swinging on the swings as we share spoonfuls of peanut butter.

I'm about to eat another spoonful when I see two boys walking by. One of them catches my attention immediately.

His hair is so perfectly straight it moves beautifully. "Who's that?" I whisper as he slowly vanishes in the distance.

"That's Kim Taehyung and Jung Hoseok. They're like best friends." Jin answers. "Are they your friends?"

Jimin chuckles, "Umm no. They both are stuck up. Especially Taehyung. He's rich and obnoxious."

"Who's Taehyung?" I ask. "Taehyung is the guy with the light brown hair." Jin says. "Ohh. Okay."

"They always go buy candy to the store that's down the street. He could buy the store if he wanted." Jimin says with a small shrug.

I continue eating the peanut butter thinking of Kim Taehyung. For some reason the image of him walking is stuck in my mind.

I don't know why.