I held my head down and walked into class. "Hey! Wanna live with me?" "Yeah I'll show you all you need to know." I sighed as I rested my bag down. I heard chuckles and slammed my bag down. "I'll terminate your future children right now if you keep on making jokes." The laughter immediately stopped. The bell ran and I rolled my eyes and walked out of class. I'd rather dance. I walked into the class and all the girls sneered at me as they stretched. I rolled my eyes and did a bridge flip past them to the locker room. I pulled open my locker and grabbed my leotard. I quickly changed and walked info the class. Madame Celina smiled at me and tapped her staff, which is the basic necessity for a ballet teacher. Madame Celina began the music and we all stretched as far back as we could in unison. I smiled.
Madame Celina was my mom's close friend when she was teacher here. I came here everyday after school since primary school. This was my second haven. My first one was my mom's abandoned school. One day I'd buy that place back and teach there.
After a few hours the class ended and I hurriedly changed and left before any of the girls could catch up. "Oh Honey!" I stopped in my tracks and groaned as my shoulders slumped. "Think of the devil and he shall appear." Madison, a follower of Seung Jo appeared in front of me. "I just wanted to say-"
"Baka!" I jolted in shock and smiled a little bit. I turned around to him and wanted to melt under his hot and piercing stare. Seriously was he Superman or something with those laser eyes of his? "Where have you been? We had to leave early! Eun Jo is sick!" I gasped and grabbed my things and he grabbed my wrist and dragged me out the school. I followed after him to see Omoni standing at a big black van gesturing to us. Seung Jo practically tossed me inside and jumped in after me. I looked at him in disbelief. How strong is that guy? "Get off me fatty." I gasped in shock and jumped on Seung Jo. He looked down at me emotionlessly and I blushed as I moved away. I turned to Omoni, "Isn't he sick?" She smiled and held a finger to her lip. Seung Jo groaned and let his head fall backwards on the chair. "Omma! Why are you doing this again! I was worried. I touched Ha Ni." I glared at him, "I still speak Korean you know. Also it wasn't that pleasent being dragged and neither was touching you." He rolled his eyes then smirked and slid next to me. I lookedat him in disbelief as he slung an arm around my shoulder. Then my seat fell backwards. I squeaked at the sudden movement and flailed my arms trying to balance. "I hate you!" He and Eun Jo just laughed obnoxiously.
After picking up my dad and Seung Jo's dad we began to drive. "Omoni, where are we going?" She leaned back, "To a resort. I think you guys are graduating soon and I want to see California with you. So we'll go to the beach then stay there then the next day we'll go on a tour! Im so excited." I smiled at her, "Me too." Eun Jo glanced at me, "I hope she isn't our tour guide. We'll definitely be lost for years." I stuck my tongue out at him and he kicked me and I reached out and pinched his cheek. He screamed and pulled my hair. "Appa! Let go you little aish. Ya!" "Let go! Pabo!" He kicked me in the shin and i pinch harder. He squealed and I groaned. I felt a strong hand pull us apart. "Ha Ni!" I heard from Appa and Sung Jo at the same time. I looked up at them. "He started it!"
I smiled as I got out the car and inhaled the salty smell of the sea. I looked to the right at the familes on the beach eating and playing as the blue water glistened as the sun hit the waves making the surfers have a glow to them. I inhaled deeply as I raised my arms to the sky. I opened my eyes to look at the large hotel and squealed. Rich people hotel! I was rich too but I never needed to leave home. I never even went to Korea.
The clear glass glistened as the sun hit it and there were blue tiles making waves all over the base of the hotel. Then i remembered. "Omoni! I don't have clothes." She put a hand out and flicked lightly. "We'll buy some clothes at the hotel." My mouth dropped open, "Omoni! They're expensive." She looked at me and pulled her sunglasses down a bit to look at me over them. "We have money. See. Name brand." I shrugged at her argument. She was wearing all expensive things. "Aboji! Let me help you with that!" I said as I ran over to him and grabbed his laptop bag. I immediately stumbled and groaned. "What are you carrying? Its a vacation aboji." He chuckled softly and I slowly walked behind him. I felt the weight relived as Seung Jo grabbed the bag and walked into the hotel. I smiled and grabbed aboji's arm and linked them together. I grabbed Appa's and pulled them into the hotel.
I smiled as I looked at the clothes Omoni and I got. I put on the one piece with cuts at the waist and a long aqua flower print summer dress and a matching floppy hat that went with Omoni's. I slid on my Gucci shades and slipped on a pair of slippers. I looked in the mirror once before nodding and walking into the hallway. Then we were off.
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Accidental Kisses.
Ficção Adolescente(My version of Playful Kiss and all the others just Americanized even though I'm not American.) Hailey 'Honey' 'Ha Ni ' Oh is known by everyone. She messes with the school uniform, ditches international club and drives fancy cars and bikes. She's k...