Project: Success

"You're back, Lin Zhu." Mi Yin quietly muttered. She was still in shock that the MJ she admired is actually Min Ju. Infamous for being a motherless child or an abandoned daughter. Famous for she fight to defend her those she treated as family. And the MJ she admired is actually the same.

Yesterday, both MJ's songs entered the Top 100 charts. Looking at her right now scribbling in her notebook she probably doesn't care or she still doesn't know.

Actually she was the talk in the music forum as the new rising artist who were still unsigned and rumors says that any entertainment has been searching and contacting her. Even the Qin Family was contacted but all they can say is that they also 'didn't' know who MJ is.

Those promotions were paid by her people.

An unsigned artist who entered the music charts is a huge feat!

Mi Yin watched her silently as the female tap the pen on her cheek thinking whike humming a melody.

"Min Ju, I brought a new Gr.a.p.e Soda. This is what you wanted earlier right?" Lin Zhu took out the soda can in a plastic bag and give it to Min Ju!

"Thank! I needed it." Opening the can she drank all of it with big gulps. Some drop all the way to her neck.

"Ah! Gr.a.p.es are my favorite!"

After that, she give all her time on writing.

"Done!" She jumped out of the bed enthusiastically and approach Mi Yin giving the notebook to her to take a look.

Mi Yin gave her a confuse look. Min Ju patted her hair because she was too cute.

"Didn't I tell you that we're going to slay the world? We're gonna rock the music industry soon with our music. Take a look at the lyrics I created and see if we could make some changes."

Mi Yin nodded and put the notes in the table. Min Ju put her hand at the chair and the other at the edge of the table.

"I'm not really good at this but we should erase this one in this line." Mi Yin said, pointing the words she wanted to take.

"En. Your right. That should not be in there." Min Ju brushed two straight lines of the word that they wanted to exclude in the lyrics.

"It's that all?"

"En. The lyrics are perfect." Mi Yin's eyes sparkled.

'This is it! I'm working with the mysterious MJ! Kyaaah!' She screams internally.

"Min Ju! You're awake!" Two figures clung into her like monkeys, brimming with tears.

"Now, now. You acted as if I was in coma." She laugh and looked at her girl friends.

"I think we should get going. It's getting late for us students to stay here." She grab her blazer and draping it in her shoulders.

"We'll send you home, Mi Yin. Thank you for looking out for me."

"Ah, eh. I was also here to ask the nurse to give me a headache medicine. There's no need for thanks." Mi Yin pushes her glasses.

Laughing, He Rue patted her in the back. "You should not be embarrassed. Just be yourself."

Qin Wuxie find the words very familiar. That's the same words He Rue told her in the past. She smiled at Mi Yin. "Yeah, just be yourself."

"Let's go. I want to go home and get some rest."

... ... ...

Walking out of the building the sky had already turn dark. The howling breeze made Min Ju feel a little bit better.

Hmm?

"Did you guys hear a scream?" She turn to asked the others.

"No. We don't." All of them said in unison.

'Can't they be a little quieter on beating those guys?' The few of them thought.

"I think it came from back of the school. Should we check it out?"

Min Ju really wanted to go to see if someone have saw a ghost. However, the others shook their head and push her in the gate since their driving are waiting for them.

The patrol guards know what happened but since Qing Wu Yao had told him that it was for punishment he ignored it and goes back to the guard post.

"What's the rush? Stop pushing me you guys. I just got well from the fever okay?" Min Ju tried to stop them.

"You're still hot! We should go home."

The driver already opened the door for them. As he watch the few younglings arguing with a straight face.

"Yah, that's my normal temperature. Okay, stop pushing me." She said and enter the the car followed by He Rue and the others.

"Let's send Mi Yin home first."

Mi Yin observe them. And she found out that these guys loves to talk and laugh. Although she wasn't that talkative she wasn't left out since they were also letting her in in the conversation.

Inside, they were no boundaries between rich and poor. She felt that these four people are connected and really are genuine friends.

Mi Yin felt comfortable being around with others for the first time. In the past, whenever someone get close to her she was always been so guarded around herself to avoid getting hurt.

She was been betrayed before. Felt helpless and lastly feel isolated. The people she called friends weren't real. They just used her to do their homeworks. Although, it was bad, she didn't feel so alone.They treated her nice upfront and talk shits behind her back.

When it was too much, she started to distance herself and her so called friends ignore her.

In the past, someone had treated her nicely before. And Mi Yin thought that maybe she could be her real friend. However, that certain girl actually just want to steal all of her works.

She tried to be friends with others but they always ignored her. Treating her like some kind of ghost that they can't see.

"Hm? Mi Yin? Are you okay?" Min Ju waved a hand in front of her face.

She came back to her senses. When a hand wipe her her cheeks so gently.

"You must have remember something bad for you to cry."

"Yeah. I have."

"Then are you feeling better now?"

"Em. Thank you. I didn't realize I was crying." Mi Yin laugh a little.

Min Ju cross her legs and folded her arms. "It's okay to cry when you're heart is in pain. A heart that is broke will know happiness."

"Don't try to hide your wounds. If you ever need a friend. I'm here."

Min Ju's expression were dead serious. It was like she change into the amiable one to a more superior vibe.

'In the past, I have no one to talk to except my brother. Now that there is a person who needed help, I'll be happy to lend a hand. Just like how Aunt Megan Jackson reach out a hand for me.'

I'll be here. Just one call away.