Not Your Average Highschool

Chapter 1 - WTF am I doing here?

OKAY - I'll start off by saying that this is not your ordinary fairytale story. I am not intending for you to read this and smile at the cute kiss this dreamy boy gave me. Why?

Because 1, there is no dreamy boy. My school does not have boys with the subspecies of dreamy. Yeah, NO. That guy with the guitar, kneeling on one knee, serenading to you does NOT exist.

And 2, why did I even say cute kiss? The only kiss I've gotten so far are one-sided, steamy and disgusting make out sessions. I would've called it rape, but I saw one of the boys walking out of the Vice Principal's office with a pat on the back by the VP himself.

It would've been a whole lot easier if I had the school administration to back me up. But judging from that friendly gesture, no disciplinary action will be taken. After it happening for more than 5 times I gave up reporting it to the counselor. Everyone seemed okay with it, so I just let it be.

"Ms. Hwang, you seem to be totally entrance in my lecture of graphs and functions, why don't you be a dear and come up to solve this equation?" Her voice was leaking with sarcasm.

"Uhm, okay." I replied meekly.

I got up from my seat, and proceeded to go write the answer. It wasn't long before I felt a touch on my head. I turned around only to find my class snickering and giggling at me for being so oblivious to the fact that the most popular girl in school just threw a paper ball at my head. I glared at the girl sitting in the front row with the ID tag reading Bae Suzy.

"What's your problem?" I glared at her, ready to throw a punch any second now.

"Ms. Hwang! Please don't be a nuisance and just solve the damn equation."

WTF, I didn't even do anything.

See, this is exactly the reason why my school is not normal. The popular girls are worshipped by EVERYONE in my school, even the supposed nerds. I turned back from the class and got absorbed in solving the equation.

10,ooo years later, (nah just kidding) more like 10 seconds later I took a step back from the board and admired my work.

"Done." I stated. I had the whiteboard marker wrapped around my hand and a smile plastered on my face. I was definitely satisfied with my work. I was walking back to my seat when the bitch from planet Bae Suzy decided to open her mouth.

"That took you long enough."

I was about to make a snarky remark, but the Math teacher beat me to it.

"Ms. Bae, why don't you solve the next problem then."

Yes! Damn, I love my teacher. Haha, just kidding I hate her as much as I hate vegetables. I will admit though, that she does not favor any specific group of students. She is an evil witch to them all. I swear she must have some bad relationship problems, I have never in my life seen a day where she is smiling and jolly nice to her students.

"Do I have to? Mrs. Choi, I don't think there's anything for me to prove by solving that equation." She pointed to the board and replied with such an attitude even Miley Cyrus couldn't match up.

"Suzy...OMG. I can't believe you just said that."

Her friend, Im Yoona, was nudging her and looked like she was suffering from secondhand embarassment. They were exchanging whispers before Suzy turned back to the teacher.

"Opps, sorry. It was Ms. Choi right. I mean, you change your husbands like outfits. It's not my fault I addressed you as Mrs."

Ms. Choi turned pale. She ignored Suzy's comment and went through her papers. And the class went on without anymore discussion.