Chapter 3

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Then, when I looked up, a bright flash was coming my way. I shut my eyes, and awaited for the car to hit me...

I didn't feel any pain. In fact, I felt like I was floating in the air. Is this what it feels like to be an angel?  I slowly open my eyes, and before me, and handsome man is carrying me bridal style and running to the sidewalk.

I stared at him. I don't know what to do. Should I talk to him? Should I hit him for carrying me? I can't think!

He looked down at me, and our eyes met. His big brown soft eyes are looking at my eyes.

He immediately put me down.

"I'm sorry." He said while bowing to me.

"Why are you bowing?" I asked.

"Nevermind. You should thank me. I saved your life."

"Oh um.. Thank you." I said shyly while looking at the cement.

When I looked up, there was no one there. It's like he was never there. Sigh.

I went home. Somehow, feeling more happy. His warm body, giving me comfort for some type of reason. I smiled to myself.

When I arrived at my house, obviously no one was there. They're probably at work I guess. Sigh.

I got into my pj's, and laid on the bed staring into the ceiling. I can't stop thinking about the boy. Why did he save me? Did he see me break down? And without even realizing it, I fell deeply into my slumber.

-time skip-

I put on my school uniform. It's so cute!! I mean the uniform. Not me.

For breakfast, I just had a granola bar and an orange. Not really feeling hungry this morning.

I'm heading to my new school. My parents didn't even say 'Hi' to me, or give me some confidence. They're too busy with paper work. I guess I'll just have to walk to school.

As soon I stepped into the school, all eyes were on me. I could hear mumbles as I walked past them. I could feel my back burning from the glares I was given.

I stayed quiet, looking for the office. Ah there it is. Finally.

I stepped in, and the principal greeted me right away. We had a short, but nice conversation. I'm actually glad that I could speak fluently in Korean.  Then, he handed me my schedule.

I'm trying to find my class. It's so different in South Korea than in America. I finally found my class. It was the middle of the period.

When I got into the class, everyone became quite, even the teacher. It took the teacher a few seconds to go back into reality. I wish I skipped this class. WHYY?!

I wish I was invisible.

"Oh, you're the new transfer student right? My name is Mrs. Lee." She said, speaking fluently in English. I have to admit, everyone was surprised, and so was I.

"Oh yes. Um, where am I to sit?" I asked in Korean. It surprised everyone, and I was laughing hysterically inside. Also hoping she won't let me introduce myself to the class. But that's what Mrs. Lee exactly did.

"You need to introduce yourself first!" She laughed. Sigh.

I walk slowly to the front of the classroom, avoiding eye-contact with the other students. But something caught my eye. It was that boy. The boy that saved me from the car. Why is HE here? Jesus Christ, I can't do this.

I looked at him and sighed.

"My name is Kim Min-Yeong, but you can call my Minnie. I am 15 years old, and I come from America." I said, trying with confidence. I feel like shrinking to be honest.

"Why is your name Korean, but you're American?" A student asked. She looked mean.

I replied, "I was born in Korea. My dad is American, and my mom is Korean. My mom named me. We moved to America when... well a few years ago."

"Oh," she mumbled with a tone of disgust. I really feel like shrinking.

"Okay, Minnie, please take a seat next to... Hm.. let me see," She said, while scrutinizing the class, looking for empty seats.

"Take a seat next to Jungkook please," She said. Shcinizzle. No. It's him. wHyYyYyYy.

I screamed internally.

I sat next to him, I got glares, people started talking. I feel like dying. I won't be able to survive. Mom, I wish you allowed me stay with Grandma at America. The teacher gave me a textbook for this class. It was history.

I looked at the textbook, it was different than Jungkook's.

"Uh, Mrs., why is my textbook different from the other students?" I asked, not even realizing what I had just said.

"Because you're smarter than the other students here. We don't have advanced classes in this school." Oh. Okay. Sure.

In America, being Valedictorian is like a student with the highest grade. I was a Valedictorian. I know big deal, but it's really not. People think you're a study freak, and everything you do, and think is about school. I barely had any friends, the only 'true' friend I had was Amber, and another really good friend named Madison. Will I find any friends here?! I probably won't. Don't get your hopes up Minnie. I thought while flipping my pages to the right page.

One glance, and I sighed.

I already know everything in this book. Sigh, I guess I'll have to look interested.

"What page are we on?" Jungkook asked.

I blushed so hard. His voice is soo handsome. Handsome?! What am I thinking about. Stop it Minnie. Stop.

"U-uhh.. Page 276." I mumbled, hiding my face with my hair.

"Thanks!" He said, grinning like a boy who has won a lottery. Why is he smiling like that? The heck?! Minnie, boys are not worth your time, nor you should give them your time. Stop it. I will slap myself.

Without even knowing, I slapped myself, leaving a red mark on my face.

~A/N

Hey guys! I'm sorry for a short chapter, ( well I think it's a short chapter lmao ) I'm trying my best to write longer chapters. :)

SECOND A/N

hgmklksmcmqowunqownco im cringing im supper sorry! BUT NEXT BOOK IS GOING TO BE WAYYY BETTER I HOPE LMAO

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