Falling For The Idol

I woke up, walked out of my bedroom, saw my sister passed out on the couch, walked to the kitchen, open up the fridge.

I bend down observing what's inside the fridge, I picked the sealed up plain yogurt. Closed the fridge, burst open the seal and then drank it.

Leaning into the fridge and staring at nothing and everything, I took another sip of the yogurt. My sister trudged into the kitchen, her hair a mess and her clothes rumpled.

"Good morning." She said yawning, then her eyes looked at the yogurt in my hand, the cloud on her face shifting, then her gaze locked onto mine.

It was at this moment that I knew that I have fucked up. "Anna, you know that I like drinking plain yogurt. You know the reason why this is in the fridge in the first place." She said, throwing her hands around like a child.

Ah shit, how could I forget. Currently my sister is watching her weight and trying to quit drinking anything that would give her any form of cholesterol.

"Sorry, my bad." I closed up the yogurt and place it back in the fridge.

Amarie just let out a huff of breath, then come closer, gesturing for me to move out of the way. Which I did, I watched as she opened up the fridge and searched for something to eat or probably drink.

I went out of the kitchen, and sat on the couch. Picking up the TV remote and switching it on, I drank whatever was left in the yogurt, keeping it on the ground next to the couch.

"Hey sis, are you heading anywhere today?" Amarie said holding a bowl of cereal. There was probably milk in it, she has probably decided that you only get to live one life, might as well live it to the fullest.

I shook my head, Amarie sat next to me on the couch. "Well, let's hang out today." She suggested.

"Sure thing, hangout where?" I questioned.

"At that taco shack down the street."

"Well should I get dressed?" I asked, already standing up, ready to go to my room.

"Well if you want too, I am not planning on going right now anyways."

I didn't say anything, as I was about to head on to my room, Amarie said something to me that practically made me stop in my tracks.

"For someone that was once popular and jovial like you, you have surely lost the spark in your eyes." I turn around to face her. "When you get older, you would realize that being popular isn't all that matters in life."

"Of course not, however, I don't want what happened to you years ago to happen to me."

I bit down on my tongue, trying to quell my anger. Instead I just turn around and left to my room, this is one of the reasons why I don't like her around me, she says a lot shit with such a straight face that it makes me want to just slap her right across the face.

I sat on the bed, my head in my hands. She was right, I used to have friends back then in highschool, college. But I lost all of them, something terrible happened that I wouldn't like to remember.

I picked up my phone from where it was charging, and decided to watch Starry Night contents. As I was watching, a notification popped up on my screen.

I clicked on it, it was about Starry Night. It was a write up on those Forums that discuss things concerning the boy group and things that many fans noticed.

This particular writeup was talking about Tae-Won, the person said that they noticed that of recent he looks like he doesn't want to be part of the group anymore.

My eyebrows furrowed, that could this person even mean by that. I read more and the person began pointing out things that they noticed about him.

It kind of make sense, but at the same time said person don't know Tae-Won personally so they had no say on what he feels. Well at least that's what I thought.

I checked the comment section and some were agreeing with what the person said, while others were disagreeing heavily with them.

I read through the comment section that I didn't even noticed when I read to the last comment.

There was a knock on my door, it was definitely Amarie, I told her to come in.

She open the door and poked her head, "Hi," she then fully entered inside the my room.

I pushed my hair away from face, "what do you want?" I didn't mean to sound harsh, cause as soon as I saw her flinched I felt bad.

She entered into my room fully, closing the door behind her. "I just want to say sorry about what I said." She said playing with her fingers and looking down at her bare feet.

I let out a sigh, not necessarily angry anymore. "It's ok."

"I just noticed that you barely have friends over like you used to." She said, coming closer.

"I don't really want friends anymore. Just colleagues."

She just nodded her head, "I understand, so do you by any chance still want to head on to that taco shack down the street?"

"When did I ever said that I wouldn't go."

A smile was etched on her face, "let me go and get ready." She stepped out of my room.

As I stood up, and looked for clothes to wear, I decided to settle for a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. I went to the bathroom, looking at my face in the mirror. I was already developing bags underneath my eyes, my hair red hair was rumpled and roughed up.

I washed my face with water, and used my face towel to clean my face. Afterwards I brushed my hair and then apply concealer underneath my eyes, trying to hide the eye bags.

I went to my bedroom, and sprayed body spray on my body and then wore the clothes I picked out.

I checked the mirror that was laying at the corner of my room. I looked good-ish. Its just down the street anyways, I picked up my phone and car keys.

I went out of my bedroom, and into the living room, I saw Amarie sitting down waiting for me. Her brown hair shining underneath the lightening of the living room.

She stood as soon as she saw me, she wore a baggy plain white shirt, and baggy sweatpants. Her face was bare of any form of makeup.

"Are you ready to go?" She asked me. I nodded my head.

As we head on outside, into the warm weather.