Park stood there awkwardly as Elle spoke more so at him than to him. He wasn't exactly listening, he had music running through his head, despite the lack of actual music. He spotted a girl walk up to their stop as cross her arms as she waited. She must be new, Park thought, he figured that was a kind of style that one did not forget easily. Abigail walked over to them, giggling, "I wonder how many tickets the fashion police would give her."

Park looked at his sister, he knew the comment was directed toward Elle but he didn't like hear her poison. He sighed and shook his head, speaking to her in Korean, "[i]Don't talk about people like that.[/i]"

"[i]Why not? She is asking to be talked about,[/i]" His sister replied. The two of them rarely fought in english. Their mother hated when they argued in English around people because they could understand and it was rude. Park felt as though talking in a different language around people who didn't understand was worse. He figured that his mom felt that she could have a better understanding of their fights, so she could shut them down. After all these years, it just kind of stuck. Park grabbed his headphones, "[i]It's bullying. Don't make me tell mom.[/i]"

"[i]Snitch,[/i]" She said back before grabbing Elle's hand and pulling the reluctant girl away from her brother. He never would tell his mom, but Abigail had never given him reason to. She was quite scared of their mother's wrath. He smirked and looked over at the girl as he pulled his head phones on. The Eagles were playing in his ears as he looked at her. She seemed to be.. maybe Japanese. He wasn't fully sure. He might have walked up and spoken to her but Abi was right. The girl was asking to be talked about and it wouldn't be in a nice way. She held her head high and that was against Park's head down rule.