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Prologue
Two weeks ago, my parents died.
One and a half weeks ago, I inherited their fortune.
One week ago, I decided to do what I wanted to do with my life alone.
Three days ago, I was on the airplane to Seoul, Korea.
Today, I live in Seoul's Teen Orphanage.
This moment, I'm lying in my bunk bed thinking about how my first day of school would go.
Chapter 1
"Shut the f*ck up!" I yelled, closing the door to the orphanage. I started to talk to school, holding the piece of paper with instructions in my hand.
The instructions are really confusing and unclear, because the stupid lady can't write properly.
I walked along the streets trying to find Seoul High School. Sighing, I just kept on walking forwards, littering the piece of paper that was of no use to me. I suddenly started to feel lost and that got me pissed off.
I started to kick the rocks on the ground as I walked. The whole way, I was staring at my shoes, only looking up once in a while to see if I was going to walk into the road or a pole.
It's been quite some time now and I still couldn't find anything that looked like a school. I got so mad that I started to feel uncomfortable. I hated the feeling of being uncomfortable and lost.
The school is supposedly close by which is the reason why I didn't take a taxi.
Walking for five minutes, I still didn't see the school. My hair started to irritate me, swaying around my neck and everything. I grabbed my bleach blonde hair and tied it up. After I looked around, I saw a geeky boy my age and decided to walk up to him.
He was crouching down in the middle of the sidewalk, trying to tie his shoelaces. He fell over when I tapped him on the shoulder. He looked shocked and then stood back up again.
"Excuse me; do you know where Seoul High School is?"
"Right there," he said, pointing to the building across from me.
"Oh, thanks." I walked up to the school and saw the words 'Seoul High School' in big bold letters. The school looks very different than the schools back in Vancouver. Walking up to the school, I received stares from the many groups of people. I assume that it's my hair that they are staring at, since they all had black hair.
Also, I was dressed in casual clothing while they were in their ugly school uniforms. Ignoring them, I walked up to the entrance. The school is packed because there are people everywhere. I walked around to find the office and to my luck, it was right in front of my eyes.
I entered the office and looked for someone available. I found a lady on the computer so I walked up to her. "Hey, I'm new here."
"Are you registered?" she asked, in a dull and boring tone. She wasn't even looking at me in the eye and was just staring at the computer.
"Yes. My name is Linh Dao," I told her. I watched as she just pressed some keys on the keyboard and then printed some stuff..
"Here's your schedule," she said, handing me my schedule. "And here's your school uniform." She handed it to me as well and before I could walk away, she spoke again. "You may also want to change that hair color of yours by tomorrow. It's not appropriate for this school."
Ignoring her, I just walked off. I looked at my schedule and my first class is Physical Education. Now, I had to go look for the gym. While I did that, more people stared at me.
Most of the guys were smiling at me but I just gave them looks that told them to f*ck off. All of a sudden, the bells rang and all the students started to walk to their classes. In a matter of minutes, everyone was out of the hallway.
I kept walking around and I found some guy by his locker. Having no other choice, I walked up to him. He wasn't in his school uniform but was wearing black shorts and a white t-shirt.
"Hey, do you happen to know where the gym is?"
He looked at me and smiled. "Yeah, I'm going there right now."
"Oh okay. Uh, do students have to bring their own gym strip?" I asked him. After seeing him nod, my smile went upside down. "Crap." I don't have anything to wear to P.E and I obviously couldn't take part in jeans.
The guy noticed me wearing jeans and offered me a pair of white shorts.
Gladly, I accepted it. "Thanks."
"No problem..but I don't have another t-shirt," he told me.
"Oh no, it's okay. I can just wear this," I said, pointing to my beater. I got a weird stare from him but then he just shook his head and shoved all his things in his locker.
When he finished, he locked it and turned to me. He saw that I had my backpack on me and pointed to it. "Do you have a locker?"
"I don't know," I told him. "The woman that gave me my schedule didn't assign me a locker."
"Okay then. Use this one," he said, opening the locker next to his. There was nothing in there except for a few juice boxes.
After I finished putting my things in the locker, we started to walk to the gym. It took quite some time, so he started a conversation. "What's your name?"
"Linh Dao, and yours?"
"Shim ChangMin," he told me. It was quiet and he had an unsure look on his face. "You're not Korean..are you?"
"Nope. I'm Vietnamese."
He nodded. "How do you know how to speak Korean then?"
"Long story," I told him.
We soon reached the gym. I was about to go separate ways with him but then he told me its co-ed month. ChangMin led me to the girls' change room and told me that he would go join the class first.
Nodding, I went in to change into his shorts. Seeing as I didn't have a lock, I just shoved my True Religion jeans into one of the lockers and closed it.
I walked out towards the class that ChangMin had pointed to me earlier. The guys were on one side and the girls were on the other. I walked up to the teacher to show him my schedule. He nodded and wrote my name down on the attendance.
I sat down where the teacher told me to sit and it was behind this big, fat girl. Her asscrack was showing and she didn't even know it. Sitting here, I tried not to laugh as the teacher took attendance.
"Okay, today is the first day for wrestling," the teacher said.
All the guys started cheering while the girls booed. I'm surprised that they do wrestling for girls here. Back in Vancouver, only the guys were allowed to do wrestling.
Everyone needed a partner and I didn't know anyone. There were an odd number of girls and guys. The odd boy out was Shim ChangMin, surprisingly. I walked up to him and gave him a little smile and he returned it. We watched as the teacher did an example of a move on a guy. We were supposed to practice that back and forth.
I did the move on ChangMin first and was supposed to trip him by placing my leg behind his feet, and then push him over. I did it successfully a few times, with him falling onto the blue mat. We soon switched roles and he did it to me.
During the whole class, everyone kept on looking at me. A few guys wanted to switch partners with ChangMin but he refused their offers of free lunches.
Class ended soon after and I went to get changed into my school uniform. It was so hideous and my eyes actually hurt staring at the mirror. I walked out of the change room to see ChangMin, waiting for me.
All the girls were shocked to see a boy outside of the girls' change room. I just smiled at him and walked back with him to our lockers. When we got there, he opened up mine and I put my stuff inside.
"Should I go ask the lady for a locker or what? I asked him. I didn't really want to bother him and he must have two lockers for a reason.
"Nah," he said, shoving things in his locker. "You can have this one. I took two for fun."
"Okay then."
"Hey, what's up my man?" someone said, from behind ChangMin. Walking into view was a really cute guy. "Whoa, who's this?" he asked, eyes wide.
"A new girl," ChangMin told him.
"Cool. Where are you from?" he asked me.
"Canada," I told him.
He looked surprised. "Oh really? What's your name?" he asked, in perfect English.
"Linh Dao, and yours?" I replied back, in English.
He smiled as he replied. "Park YooChun."
ChangMin looked back and forth with a confused expression. YooChun and I communicated in English while ChangMin just stood at the side, trying to figure out what we were saying. After a minute of talking to YooChun, I could already tell what type of guy he is---a player.
Only players asked questions like, "Do you have a boyfriend?" or "Do you want to hang out this weekend?" during the first time they talked to a girl. Being the flirtatious girl I am myself, I answered back with "I don't want one at the moment," and "Do you want me to go?"
The bell rung while we were talking. I had class with YooChun, so we went together. We had Math class and it consisted of learning names, although everyone already knew everyone's names. I was the only one who had to learn everyone's names while they found out mine.
They asked me questions and I answered them. The next thing I knew, class ended and I had Science and English. These two classes I'm a loner in. I didn't care that no one talked to me, not counting the little conversations the boys made with me.
School ended and after I told the boys I couldn't go anywhere when they asked me to go chill, I started to walk back to the damn orphanage.
