High School Idol (Jungkook Fanfic)

Chapter 1:

Cast is at the top ^_^ (Im too lazy to list the names...)

Every School is cliché. Whether we try to acknowledge it or not, it is.

We have the typical categories in school:

-The Popular

-The Geeks

-The Jocks

-The Loners

-The Ratchets

-The Jokers

And most recently to our time, 'The Fangirls'.

You'd think going overseas things would change, right?

Well you're wrong. The only difference between America and overseas is, the populars are fangirls, the Geeks are Jokers, the Jocks are Loners, and the category of Ratchets? Yeah, they don't exist.

I walked silently through the hallways my head down a bit as I didn't want to cause attention to myself. I mean 5 Months as an overseas student, you'd think people would finally stop staring, but no they always caught intrest when they saw me, the foreign exchange black student, walking through the halls.

I wouldn't blame them though. I was like a red skittle, in a sea of yellow ones, you could spot me without even trying. Which sucked most of the times because Koreans have a way of well staring, and allowing you to know they're staring. They don't technically stand in front of you and stare at you, but if they happen to be looking at you and you both make eye contact they're not going to look away.... No.

But anyway, back to the matter at hand. My head was down as I tried to navigate my way out of the school.

The bell dismissing school had finally rang, and all I wanted to do was get home.

I swiftly dodged students, as I payed attention to only everyone's leg movements, seeing who was going what way. This task was something you needed to be exactly focused with, because if you were to lose focus you'd---

"Choco!"

My head turned around as I heard my name being called from behind me.

Just as that happened my foot moved a bit causing me to bump into someone, and knock all their stuff down, me falling on top of them.

As I was saying if you were to lose focus you'd bump into someone.

I gasped as I picked myself off of them. The entire hallway went silent as people circled around us.

"I am SO sorry!" I apologized the nicest way I could while I began to scatter to the floor and pick up the persons things.

Being a foreign student was hard. One wrong move and you could be labeled badly.

"You wouldn't have to be sorry if you were watching where you were going, you practically attacked me!" the voice, which sounded like a girl, stated.

When I finished picking up her belongings I looked at her. My eyes went a little wide. She was-if we bring it back to my categories- 'The Popular Fangirl',and by the I mean yes the, The leader of every girl, or fangirl in this school. In a way she was my sunbae, but due to the fact I got put into higher up classes, her and I were on the same level.

"Like I said I am very sorry." I told her bowing my head a little as I gave her, her notebooks.

A friend of hers helped her up as she fixed her plaid uniform skirt, before she took her notebooks away from me, correction, she snatched them away.

"You see, I would make you look bad in front of all these people, but that's just not my thing, and besides you apologized and admitted to your wrong, so for Karma reasons, I'll accept it. But if you ever get near me again..." She stepped closer to me and leaned forward. I could smell her cherry blossom perfume. Bleh.