XOXO Academy

Chapter 1 - Leaving

Chapter 1 - Leaving

*Chae Rin's POV*

It was raining, I can only hear the rain pouring. I am completely staring at the blank ceiling for about 2 hours already. I am actually in my room, lying my weights of despair. I am still not yet moving on... Moving on, what happened to this early happenings. Those home-cooked burgers, early Sunday walks, playing mud at the backyard and those silly and funny chit chats in the living room. Those special memories, completely ended.

Ever since Dad passed away, Our day to day routines and our priceless smiles fade away. It's actually 2 weeks now from my Dad's Burial. But all I can think about is my regrets and disbeliefs. But we have nothing to do, but to continue and go on. What's life right, if you won't move on? I tried my best to do the happy things again that we used to do. Because I know that's the best and the right thing to do. 

Me and my already planned to transfer to my Dad's school. She said that he grew up in that school and did so many unforgettable experiences there. She shared wherein in by the 9th grade, Both of them met and love started to blossom. True love <3. But can't you believe it? I just knew it like about a week ago. Why didn't I know where my parents school was. Hmm... maybe mom just waited for the right time where I am old enough to know and react. The name of the school i'm going to attend is, "Seoul Academy." The biggest, oldest and the most popular school in the country! And i'm going to take the dorms there since it is compulsory and my house is also faraway from school.

I just turned 16 and I'm actually going to be a 7th grader. My previous school was "Riverside Country Day Middle School." I grabbed the spot of being the class valedictorian and have an IQ of 200 (yikes peace x). You may call me a nerd if you want. But I also play various sports. I was the team captain of our volleyball team. And during clubs, I spent it practicing and playing the piano. People call me there the "Ideal girl." because of being so imperfectly perfect,  a smarty pants, excellent in sports, good in playing instruments and a very nice personality (i'm not sure of that tho based on them ofc haha).  My life is not perfect at all. To be honest, it was really tough for me and it also doesn't mean I am loved by every single one. Nope, not A-T All. I have bashers too. Some send me hate mails, once they put an anti page of me and some gossip about me behind my back which is super obvious. It's quite tough to be brave out there. My Parents said, that the key to success and a happy life, starts with me and that It's always mind over matter. I will just keep on ignoring them and just chin up and put a smile all the way. 

How to be smart? Many keeps on asking me that question. Well, I don't really know haha it's Natural I guess? Kidding! hmm... maybe because I completely focus and set my goals right. Once its set, its difficult to change. My relatives also said, I grew and became just like my parents in their mid years that both of them were popular, and that my dad was always the valedictorian and the team captain of the basketball team, while mom was the salutatorian and a professional  swimmer in school. But, I'm still confused. That why did Mom just transferred me now? Is it my dad's request? Do I have to transfer because of what had happened? I just hope I can adjust effortlessly in that school and live a normal life and not get bash anymore and receive a thousands of hate mails like in my old school. I would totally preferred to be alone than a person, who is the "Main talk of the Town." I stopped from the thoughts inside my head as my little brother knocked the door.

"Noona, dinner's ready." he said with a plastered smile on his face.

"Okay, i will be right there by a second." I smiled back.

I am actually already leaving tomorrow, and that is why, the atmosphere was different. I then grabbed my pink sweater which was placed at the side of my bed and headed downstairs. I can already smell home-cooked burgers again just like the last time and to my surprised, Mom was entirely joyful again. She hummed all the way while flipping the burgers. She looks like she was in a cooking show, her body was also a little bit dancing like she is grooving to the beat, and then I knew she was beyond happy and grateful,  and to make her not concern, I just gave her a smile back.