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(Y/N's POV)

"So like...how was it-"

"Minnie I honestly don't want to talk about it."

"Oh come on you can't possibly tell me you slept with Park Jimin and not give the details."

"I-I dont want to go into it...it's....personal..."

Clasping you're arms protectively around your body you feel your cheeks erupt in another blush as you and Minnie make your way down the campus courtyard towards the road, your eyes moving up to watch Jimin quickly get into his expensive black car.

Ah...I bet his car is so nice inside...

"Girl, don't do it."

"Wh-What?"

"Don't get feelings for Jimin, I've watched many girls at this college look at him the same way you do and it always ends in tears. To you that was a very special moment, to him, it was just another warm body."

He said it was a special moment though...and he was so nice to me...he even wanted me to stay with him for a little longer when I wanted to leave...

Almost like Cinderella....

"Hello? Earth to Y/N! I'm leaving."

"O-Oh! Right! Sorry Minnie!"

Giving your best friend your usual goodbye hug you watch her skip down the stairs and seduce a random upperclassman so he can give her a ride home in his fancy car, your body taking a place on the stairs to wait for your driver.

I wonder who Jimin lives with in his house...does he live alone?

His parents would never let him have a party like that...would they?

Are there parents even less strict than Minnie's to where they would let him have a party?

As your mind begins to wander off into daydreams you soon watch the familiar black car drive up to take you home, a small sense of dread encasing your heart.

I don't want to go home...

I wish I could go somewhere with Jimin in his fancy car...I wonder if he likes to go to the beach and watch the stars....I've always wanted to watch the stars with someone special...he's so warm...his arms...

"Miss Y/N!"

The car horn quickly snaps you out of your daydream and forces you up from the step and to the passenger door, the drivers sharp tone lessening your good mood.

"Your mother wants you home right on time. I have specific instructions to tell you that you are to go straight upstairs when you arrive at home so you can begin her studies. They are hosting a dinner party for their friends and you are not to socialize."

Of course.

I already knew that this morning, why did she feel the need to have the driver remind me?

To make sure I don't mess up their perfect facade?

Giving the driver a sharp nod and laying your head on the window you watch all of the houses pass you by and see the college students all walking in big groups laughing amongst themselves, another pant of jealousy ringing through your body.

Why can't I have their life....

What did I do that was so bad that I had to be stuck in a life like this one?...

Rolling your eyes and gripping your bag against your body you get out of the car once the driver pull up to the stairs and slowly make your way to the door, the sound of muffled voices already coming from the other side of it.

Another dinner party.

Delicious food.

Expensive drinks and gowns.

Drunken debates.

That's what will make up my entire night.

When you open the front door and enter your house you gasp at the overwhelming amount of women in shiny gowns all conglomerated in the kitchen area with their fancy martinis in hand, not a single glance coming your way.

Invisible me.

Gazing into the living room you see both your mother and father laughing and drinking with their backs turned to you, a spark of mischief gleaming in your eyes.

They can't see me...

Quickly swiping one of the treats and shoving it into your pocket you race up the stairs before anyone can notice you, your heart thumping with a newfound exhilaration.

I got one!

I finally got one!

Quickly pushing your bedroom door open and shutting it behind you your fingers twist the lock to prevent you from being found, a wide smile spilling across your cheeks.

I've never had one of these before...I'm so excited!

Sitting on the floor in front of your bed you pull the small pink cookie out of your pocket and take a moment to inhale the delicate sweet scent, your mouth already beginning to water.

Wow...I can't believe I actually got a hold of one of these treats...I've had plain rice my whole life...

Taking a small bite of the cookie your tastebuds explode with flavor and you let out a small squeak of happiness, your toes scrunching against your carpet gleefully.

This is so good!

No wonder mother wants these at her parties.

Tugging the bag hidden underneath your bed you once again grip onto the soft silk fabric and quickly stand up while shedding your boring clothes, the soft satin material gliding right back into your curves just like the night of the party.

Now I look like I fit in to the party downstairs...

Spinning around in your room you take another bite of the cookie and gaze at your reflection in your mirror, a look of satisfaction gleaming in your eyes.

See, I can be pretty.

I can be very pretty.

One day I'll be attending parties like this dressed in expensive gowns I get to pick out.

The first dinner party I attend I'm going to wear this one...and I'll spin around and dance and laugh with others just like mother and father have...

Maybe I could go to another one of Jimin's parties one day...and then he might recognize me...because in this...

I look pretty...and I look desirable...

(A/N): a macaroon is what she stole btw and this chapter takes place the same time as the last chapter, only Y/N's POV :)