Amy's POV
Bong-Cha had matured three years ago. She was only 14 years old when I left home now she was an adult now. She had sat at the lounge tapping her feet repeatedly in impatience. Bong-Cha had never been patient with anything.
"You took so long" she hissed as soon as she saw grabbing her bag and brushing past me.
No greetings, no hugs, no acknowledgement whatsoever. She was being purposely disrespectful so she could bear tales to my mother.
"I am only 10 minutes late and that was because I was looking for a place to park. I am sorry" I tried to catch up with her wondering if she knew where she was going.
"You could have been here before I come, that's how other people do it. You shouldn't wait till I am at the airport before you come running to pick me" she hissed again moving
