Not so cliché -> Lisa Manoban

New girl

Yet again I'm at a new school. What a surprised. My mom re married again and after a few months she decided to move in with the guy. Bad move mom. But surprise surprise she won't listen to me again.
"He's a lovely man y/n."

"You'll learn to love him y/n."

"He has a son your age y/n."

"I don't care mom I'm sick of moving all of the time and being the new kid." Is what I wanted to say. But she's happy. I guess I'll just have to try to be as well. He has a Son called Jaebum who is the same age as me. My mom suggested we walk to school together so we did. He made conversation as we made our way here so maybe he won't be all that bad.

The uniform is a white blouse with a tie and skirt. And by a skirt I mean 3 inches of fabric. It's short. A blazer is also mandatory to wear to match with the black boob tube which is required to cover my tailbone. That's an exaggeration by the way.

"I'll come with you to get your time table and stuff and you can hang out with me and my friends until you find friends of your own how does that sound?" He offers. I look up at he taller boy and smile gratefully.

"That'd be nice thank you Jaebum." I smile.

"It's no big deal you can call me JB by the way that's what all of my friends call me and seeing as we'll be spending quite a lot of time together the nickname would be nicer to use instead of Jaebum." I can sense a spark of playfullyness behind the serious voice he has put on. I laugh lightly and nod.

I can see a school in the distance. It's actually huge. I could get lost here. I can see lots of students walking into the premises with lots of different attitudes. Some are happily chatting to friends, some are tiredly dragging their bags along the concrete floor without a care in the world about how stupid and unkempt they look, some are strutting right in as if they own the place. Seeing the different characteristics which are displayed around the school grounds makes me gulp a ball of nerves, anxiety, and a bit of vomit down my throat.

"You'll be fine if you stick with me and my friends no one bothers us apart from BTS." He scoffs and chuckles momentarily.

"BTS?" I question curiously.

"Every Group Of friends has a name mine is GOT7 there's also BTS, Stray Kids, Seventeen, NCT, Blackpink, Twice and many many others."

"Who do I need to look out for?" I ask.

"Most Likely Blackpink And BTS." He smiles.

"But Yugyeom And Jungkook And Taehyung and Mark and Jackson and Namjoon can get along sometimes so you might be fine same goes for BamBam and Lisa." I try to swallow all of the new information and almost become dizzy from trying to remember everything.

"Hey JB!" A masculine voice is heard calling over to my practically Step-Brother. I follow the direction of the voice and see a tall boy with a black mullet.

"Oh Yugyeom I was just talking about you." JB laughs and stops so his friend can catch up to us.

"Who is this?" He asks raising an eyebrow at me. He seems kind of relaxed which is good because he's not showing any signs of aggression so maybe he isn't being rude about me being here.

"This is y/n." He smiles and holds his hand out in my direction as if he is presenting me. "My step sister." He finished the sentence and Yugyeom's eyes widen but then decrease to confused ones.

"Since when did you have a step sister?" He asks.

"Since Saturday she got here on Friday whilst I was at school."

"Hi I'm Yugyeom." He smiles sincerely and waves happily.

"I'm y/n." I return the smile and add a mimicking wave.