2 Chapter 1 - Going Home

Rochelle's POV

Hayst! Why do I always dream of him? 6 years has passed and yet he always appear in my dreams. I groaned as scratched my head out of frustration. I sighed. I think it's better to just forget about him.

"Good morning my princess." Mom greeted as she entered the room. She approached my bed.

"Good morning Mom." I replied and hugged her tightly.

"Breakfast is ready. Just head downstairs after you finished doing your thing, okay?" She kissed my forehead. I hummed in response and released her. She left the room, leaving me alone.

I got out of my bed and stretched my arms. I jumped five times. I'm alive! I headed to my comfort room to do my morning routines.

Oh! How rude of me. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Rochelle Alexandra Park, 19 years old. I'm an upcoming 2nd year college student this school year. It's currently summer break, so I'm just chilling at home. My current address is at Seoul, Korea, despite the fact that I am originally from the Philippines. If you were to ask me about my facial features, I could simply describe them with three words.

Pretty!

Beautiful!

Gorgeous!

I just finished taking a bath which is part of my morning routines. Fun fact, do you know that gorgeous people bath everyday? Well, now you do.

I headed to my vanity table. I started blow drying my hair. My hair's a bit long so it takes time to fully dry. I tend to comb my hair while blow drying for the volume. I looked at the mirror and voila! I'm finished! I covered my mouth out of shock when I glanced at the mirror. There's a goddess! Joke, it's just pretty little me. I admired myself in the mirror while doing model poses.

I stopped when I heard my phone ringing. I took my phone and saw who it is.

Bestfriend Calling....

"Yeoboseyo." I greeted as I answered the phone.

"Yah! Don't korean korean me! You're gonna make my nose bleed shocks." She whined as if she doesn't know how to speak korean. I rolled my eyes at her whining. What a whiner.

She's my bestfriend by the way. Her name's Chrystal Ellyza Hyun. We're basically childhood bestfriends. She was also with me when I went to high school here in Korea. I call her by the nickname Yza.

"Yeah, yeah, no korean sheesh. What do you want?"

"Ouch! So you think I just called because I need something?" I could imagine her being a drama queen through the phone.

"Pffft, yeah?" I teased.

"Tsk! Nevermind that. When are you going to arrive here in the Philippines?"

"Hmmm, my flight is scheduled at seven o'clock in the evening. Let's just meet tomorrow at the usual."

"Okie dokie! Babush!"

"Okay, by--" She didn't even let me finish my message and just ended the call.

My mouth hang open in agar. How rude! Well, I'm still excited to see her despite the fact she cut me off.

I headed downstairs for breakfast. I saw Mom and Dad eating already on the dining table. I took a seat in between them. I made a five-stack pancake and poured a LOT of maple syrup. My mouth watered just by imagining how it tastes. I dug in and my taste buds celebrated. Yummy!!

"You're flight is scheduled later. You're going to meet your beloved brother soon." Dad said and sipped coffee out of his mug.

I nodded as a response. Come to think of it, I miss my brother but..... Remembering his confidence about his looks just pisses me off. He always brags that he's so handsome even though he's not. I mean, I'm pretty so why is the likes of him is my brother?

"I'm finished." I stood up and brought the dishes to the sink.

I left the dining room and went back to bedroom. I hopped at my bed and stared at the ceiling. I wonder where should I go before leaving Korea. Then, an idea popped up in my head. That's it! I'm going to the park!

***

I'm now here at the park. Sitting alone at a bench. I'm currently enjoying a cone of strawberry ice cream. Then, I remembered something. I sighed and stared at the ice cream cone. I miss Zeke. I just stared at the distance while reminiscing our memories together.

I looked at my wrist watch by instinct. My eyes widened when I saw the time. Oh my god! It's already 5:49 PM!! I'm going to be late for my flight! I finished my ice cream quickly and stood up. I ran as fast as I can. I have a flight to catch! My plan was going smoothly until I tripped.

-BOOGSH!-

Ouch! My knee hurts huhuhu. I landed at the grass. I looked at my knee to see if it's bleeding. I sighed in relief knowing that it's fine. Thank God I didn't trip on a cemented floor.

A small hand appeared in my sight. I looked up and saw a young boy offering his hand to help me.

"Are you okay, noona?" He asked me in korean. I smiled because of his cuteness. I accepted his hand and stood up.

"Yes, I'm fine now. Thank you."

He smiled at me so I did the same. His Mom called him so he ran back to where his mother was. Hmm, he kinda reminds me of Zeke. I thought while watching the little boy. My eyes widened when I realized I was thinking about him again. I slapped my cheeks. No! You're not thinking of him! Erase, Erase.

I was busy denying my feelings when something hit me. Oh my god! My flight! I ran to our house. The guards opened the gates and I just shouted thank you at them since I have no time to chitchat. Good thing that our house is just two blocks away from the park. I held the door knob and unconsciously slammed the door opened.

~BLAGG!~

I saw Dad raised his eyebrows while reading a book from the sofa. He closed his book and placed it on the table. I gulped. I am so dead.

"What happened to you?" Dad asked in a stern voice. I stiffened at his tone of speaking.

"Uhmm, it's nothing Dad, hehehe. I'm just on a hurry since my flight's soon." I tried my best not to stutter while speaking. I don't want him to get mad. He just sighed at my reasoning. He let me go and continued reading his book. I sighed in relief knowing that I'm not in trouble.

I ran upstairs and entered my room. I need to get ready! I changed into a casual outfit since I was just wearing lazy clothes earlier. I wore a white lacy blouse which I tucked into my midnight blue skirt. I partnered it with a pair of white high-cut converse shoes. It's a relief that I already packed my things yesterday. I would be in big trouble if I didn't. I grabbed my suitcase and backpack before going downstairs.

I saw Mom and Dad sitting on the sofa in our living room. I headed to their direction and kissed their cheeks. They smiled when they saw me all ready for my flight.

"I'm going now, Mom, Dad. I'm going to miss you." I said, teary eyed, and hugged them both. They hugged me back.

I released from the hug and went outside. I even waved goodbye before going out. Our car was already in front of our house. Peter is the one who is going to drive me to the airport. He stepped out of the car and opened the backseat door for me. I smiled and entered the car. He also brought my suitcase and place it at the car's compartment. He went back inside and started driving.

"Stay safe on your flight, Roch. I miss home. I wanted to go back to the Philippines too, but I need to stay here for work." He said and glanced at me on the rear mirror.

"You're right, Peter. I miss the Philippines too." I replied. My parents hire Filipino helpers since they feel more comfortable about it.

I plugged my ear pods and started playing music. The music changed the mood, making me stare outside the window. I saw the flashy buildings pass by, BTS posters and billboards.

"Goodbye Korea....."

***

I arrived at the airport and I'm currently waiting for announcements regarding my flight. Time check, it's already 6:48 PM. It has already been 20 minutes since I arrived here.

~DING~DING~DING~DING!~

"Flight to the Philippines in 7 pm, go to your flight immediately, the plane will take off in twelve minutes." The announcer lady's voice echoed throughout the waiting station.

So they were actually aware that there are only 12 minutes left before the flight takes off. Then, why did they made us wait like this? They must be out of their minds. I stood up and was about to head to the plane when ny stomach grumbled. Hehehe, looks like I'm hungry. I haven't ate a decent meal ever since lunch time.

I wandered around the airport, finding a specific stall. There you are! I ran to the KFC stall to order.

"Annyeonghaseyo! May I take your order?" The counter asked.

"2 piece chicken with rice, fun shots, 1 pizza twister, mashed potatoes, and mushroom soup." It didn't take me long to respond since I already know what to order.

I paid and waited for a bit. I received my order and I can really smell the chicken inside. Ohh, I want to dig in so bad. My stomach grumbled again. I need to go board the plane first.

I headed to the boarding area and waited in line. It didn't took long for me to enter. A flight attendant guided me to my respective seat. I sat down comfortably. Ahhh, finally. I can eat now. I grabbed my backpack along with me. It only has necessary things inside, including food. I grabbed my KFC paper bag and started to prepare my meal. I'm so hungry, grrrr. I was about to take a bite when--

"Ma'am how can I help you?" An annoying flight attendant interrupted my meal. My mouth was left open in agar while looking at her. I sighed and composed myself before replying.

"Uhmm.. you can help me by not disturbing me, can't you see I'm eating here?" I replied and gestured my food at her.

I was about to take a bite again when she spoke, again. "So, there's nothing I can help you with?"

"Nothing." I said, getting pissed. I almost rolled my eyes on her. Can't she freakin' understand the situation?

She finally left me alone and I sighed loudly in relief. I finally took a bite. Both my taste buds and stomach were happily celebrating.

"It's so good!!" I whispered and continued eating.

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