Flower Boy High~

Chapter 1 : Meeka and I

(It's not completed yet but take a look :) hope I don't waste your time :D )

UPDATE: So I renamed this "Meeka and I" because I thought this title would fit the first chapter. I do believe I'm done with the first chapter and have ideas for the second. :) 

Some words may not be spelled right. The words Ggot minam roughly translates to "flower" in Korean. The word Gomen is short for Gomensai which means "sorry" in Japanese. 

I know it's lame but thanks for looking at it! And sorry if the chapter is shorter than expected. :)

Chapter 1: Meeka and I

I woke up 20 minutes before my alarm could ring. I looked in disappointment because I wanted to sleep. "Man, why do I do this everyday?" I always wake up early, maybe because I'm used to working. I roll off my bed flat on my face. I just felt lazy and didn't want to get up like normal people. I eventually get up and walk into my small bathroom. It may be small, but it was comfortable. I look into my mirror and at my face. "Man! My mirror must be dirty!" I wipe my mirror only to realize that my face must be the dirty one. My face wasn't exactly "perfect or "pretty" like those models I see or my best friend. In fact, it was the quite opposite. I have bad acne,dry skin and I think I see a little peach fuzz. I have long brown hair, but I never wear it down or brush it, I always have it in a ball. After I brush my teeth and wash my face, I hear a knock on my door. "Just in time." My best friend lets herself in and greets me.

"Hey, you sleep well?" " As always, but I always wake up early." I pouted. "Heehee just stop with the girly act." she smiled. My best friend knows me so well. Since elementary school. When she saw me getting bullied by the students she stepped in and lent a hand. Her name is Meeka. She is 16 years old with a nice face and body. She is also a part time model. They call her "sunflower" because they say when she smiles it's like looking at flowers bloom. And her parents happen to own a couple of Hotels around these parts. She was is the complete opposite of me. I'm dirty, she's neat. She has a boyfriend, I don't. She's rich, I'm not. People still can't wrap there heads around our friendship, but they say opposites attract. "Hey Akira, I got a surprise for you." My head suddleny turned to her attention. I like surprises as long as they're good surprises. "What is it?" It was a envolope with gold trimming and some gold Asian characters. "What do the characters say? My Japanese isn't up to par with yours. Meeka Implied. "I don't think this is Japanese." Meeka rolled her eyes. "Well, whatever it is. What is the language then?" I looked back at her. "I think this is Korean but I don't really know. Why is this such a surprise?" Meeka smiled at me. "Because, you NEVER get any mail and when you do, it's either for your father or trash kids throw in your mailbox." She was right. I never do get mail. Only my father but he's in America. I just throw all his mail in his room. I looked back at her. "Well...this is new, so lets open it." I open the envolope and toss it on the side. The letter is just as pretty as the envolope. I open the letter and read out loud:

Dear Akira, 

Thank you for applying to Ggot minam Academy. You have been selected to go to the most prestigious school in Asia. Your knowlegde and talent will be needed at our school. You start in 3 days. 

                                                           Sincerely, Ggot minam directors- South Korea

"Oh yeah...after I finished school around here I wanted to go to a different high school. So I applied to a school that I thought would meet my expectations. I had to take a test and everything. I guess this "prestigious school" likes me. And I wonder what  "Ggot minam" means." I looked back at Meeka and she looked surprised. "Akira! " She smiled and jumped up and down like she was on a sugar rush. "I'm so happy for you! Your school is right by my school! I know where it is! I'm so glad you got accepted!" She rushed towards me and gave me a bear hug. "M-Meeka...I can't breathe!" "Oh! Gomen!" She let go as I gasped for air. "But Akira, why didn't you tell me?" I looked at her. "That day when you were at a photo shoot. I didn't want to bother you so I just went alone. You have to make money right?" Meeka seemed a bit annoyed. "I don't care if I have a photo shoot or not, your my friend and I expect you to tell me everything." I smiled at her. "Well okay then." She smiled back. "Well...Let's get something to eat at the Ramen shop down the street to celebrate your victory!" She grabbed my hand and pushed me out the door. "Lets get on the bike." I suggested. Meeka turned around and looked at me as if I said something stupid. "Girl, no I have Bentley. Lets take that instead." She smiled at me and pushed me into the expensive car. I forgot that Meeka was rich. She's just that humble.