From Okaga, California to Seoul Korea in one week. This would be my first day at school for the 4th time. My parents move around much because of financial reason so I tend not to get too comfortable with one place but so far I like here in Seoul. I don't have many friends because of the frequent moving so if I go out, I'm on my own. Pulling my kinky curly hair up into a high puff I put on a simple black HBA Jersey and shorts with my white Adidas. I didn't have any of my uniforms yet so I'll just have to wear my regular clothes until I can save enough to buy them. Yes, I Have been working.It was hard finding a job at first since I'm black. They assume because of my skin color that I don't know Korean or that I'm dangerous but in reality, I'm not. My obsession with k-pop as a kid and now, kind of helped me learn the language and I'm pretty fluent at it, like 90%. When I heard the news that we were moving to Korea I was Happier than ever, though I kind of knew the struggles of being here. I don't care. I want to be here so I'll live through it. So far I've had people pull my hair, make clicking noises with there mouth ( I guess indicating that I'm African. . . I don't know), and take unauthorized pictures of me. I heard that teenagers are a little different. They have been more exposed to other cultures so they don't really stare like the other adults and older people.
I grabbed my bag and began walking to a cafe before school. Walking into the shop the elderly man stopped and panicked "no English no English" he muttered."나는 한국어를 잘 말할 수 있습니다." (I can speak Korean well.) I told him. " oh oh good your very beautiful " I thanked him on the complement and order what I wanted. Before I could even put my money on the counter another hand did.
It was a guy with dark brown hair and brown eyes smiled at me." You owe me a meal " He said then left. Judging by his clothes we are going to the same place. He looked liked he was meant to be in a K -pop group. He is cute. I took my Americano and continued my way to school.
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Once I got to school, I greeted my new teacher then he waited until the class settled down to start talking. I looked around the class my eye just so happen to land on the guy that seen earlier. He had his head down but looking out the window not paying any attention to the teacher what so ever. I'm guessing he is in deep thought. After about 2 minutes the class got quiet and all eyes is on me.
" Today class we have a new student from Okaga, California." He looked at me and nodded. " Hello I'm Elle and I'm 18. Please take care of me." I bowed and glanced at Mr.Yooni . He looked impressed along with the rest of the class. That guy was still lying there. " Have a seat next to Park Chanyeol." the teacher point towards coffee shop dude who has still, to this moment, haven't looked up. I poked him a little making it like an accident and continued to take my books out. Park Chanyeol turned his face towards my way, resting on his other face cheek. He smiled. " And Somehow I knew that you would be coming here" He spoke as I gave him a faint smile not looking at him directly." You still owe me a meal so buy me pizza after school." Still not making full eye contact I agreed. He smiled and looked the other way I wonder what exactly is he thinking about.
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The day was just about okay other than some of the students having their fingers in my hair. The plan was for Chenyeol to drive us to the pizza place I have no idea where it is. Good thing I keep a little spending money in my pocket. Although I don't have any money and my mother is struggling to make ends meet I like to keep a little harder just so that I can put a little bit of spending money in our pockets. At the end of the day I'm still a teenager and I want to be able to get stuff when I see it in the store. My mom just ends up using the money I give her for bills. I know she wish for a better life. Chenyeol pulls up in front of the school and opens the door for me. With the cheesiest smile on his face, we were off to the pizza place. It was like he was too happy, its kind of infectiousness.
The setting of the pizza place was nice. looked just like California Pizza Kitchen but a little more homier. Chenyeol found us a seat as I ordered us a medium pizza with everything. I really eat I lot. "Kamsahmnida I will eat well" He told me before biting into his first piece of pizza. He ate with a permanent smile on his face which made me feel a little happy I agreed with this. Chanyeol is a couple of days younger than me so I guess that would make him a hyeong for me and me a Noona to him. That still was culture a shock to me. A couple of days before him and I'm still an elder.
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~Shadow lady~
Hayran KurguElle Kim, an afro-korean American high school senior living in Okaga,CA, lives a double life. Quite outsider by day a mystery by night, that is until one of her class find out what she actually is. Will it be kept confidential or will she be expos...