A new day back to school, I thought praying that my aggressors would ease up on their teasing today. Oh, why did Mom name me Kimchi?

I slipped on my uniform and went downstairs for breakfast. My mom was waiting for me in the kitchen. The smell of oil and rice filled my nose.

On the table was a bowl of rice with a fried egg on top.

"Thanks, Mom," I said shoving the breakfast quickly down my gullet.

"Kimchi, you shouldn't eat so fast. You'll end up fat like your father. And look where he is now- dead! He died of a heart attack from being too fat-"

"I know Mom: and you were only 3 months pregnant at the time so you didn't know what to do."

"Right! But I still toughed it out and here you are : almost 16 years old!" she said hugging me. She handed me my lunch and I immediately stuffed it into my bag.

"Love you Kimchi!" I heard her yell as I ran out of the door. I got on my bike and quickly pedaled to school.

Soon, I arrived at school, locking my bike up and looking for my crew.

The popular jocks glared at me as my eyes flashed in their direction.

"Kim! Kim! Over here!" I heard behind me. There was Soro getting out of her car with H. H's real name was Hana but it embarrassed him to have such a feminine name.

Soro waved at me her smile glinting. I saw H's eyes light up and my heart ached. I swear he was crazy for every girl except me...

Soro ducked in to kiss her boyfriend Mr. Ass-hat. That's was Hana and I called him at least. I swear I never will understand why she ended up with that jerk in the first place.

She ran up and hugged me. I held my breath not wanting to smell her boyfriend's cologne; it was suffocating. H came over soon after and high-fived me.

"Dude, how've you been?" I asked.

"Meh," he replied.

"Kim, I HAVE to tell you something!" Soro exclaimed.

"Lay it on me."

She shuffled me away from Hana. Girl talk.

"Sanchiki, asked me if I wanted to start y'know hitting the bases."

"So *Bõshi is just trying to get you to 'pleasure' him?"

"No! He just wants us to be closer."

"Then why don't you talk about your darkest fears? Or what your outlooks on life are? Or maybe watch a documentary on the Holocaust see what that pulls out of him?"

"I don't know," she said.

"Well I shall warn you that a man or a boy that only likes a girl because of her sex appeal is not one that I'd like to keep around. Definitely not let him be the one to 'take me around the bases.' "

"I meant at his school. He said he wanted to teach me how to play baseball."

I was silent.

"What did you think I meant?!"

My face grew hotter.

Her face changed as she realized what I thought she had meant.

"Oh my god! You're so crude!"

We both laughed as we walked back to where H was waiting.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, Soro is just a dummy who doesn't understand adult references."

"And you do?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Shut up!" I giggled as we made our way inside the school building.

*Bõshi means ass hat in Japanese

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