Hello Newbie
HEY DUDE
Chapter 1 : Hello Newbie
"Yah, Donghae! I can't play basketball you fool!" Amber called after her twin brother but she was a minute too late. He had rushed out of the house along with his backpack. Her brother was going to America to find his girlfriend. What a crazy and insane and stupid idea, how did her mother even agreed to that?
"So you mean I have to take my brother's place in school, today!?" Amber asked her mother in shock. Her mother nodded undoubtedly.
"Since you fit the image very well," She said, looking at Amber's boyish haircut and outfit,"Why not try it out for a year?"
"A YEAR?" Amber gritted her teeth. Oppa had better thank me for this, she thought. On the other hand, maybe it would be some fun trying to be a boy. She grabbed her sling bag and went off, wondering what to expect in her brother's shoes.
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Sooyoung walked briskly to her locker, stuffing all her books inside. Today was her first day at school, and she did not want to screw it up.
"Damn damn damn...what the," She cursed under her breath when all her books spilled out of the locker. She quickly pushed them back in and closed the door.
"Okay done," She went to the guy's toilet and fixed her short hair. The long hair that was once in placed had been sacrificed for her future in this school. No doubt this school was a mixed school, but a prestigious one.
She failed her maths.
She screwed up her physics.
She was made to stay back for almost every subject.
Except dance. And mind you, it's hip-hop, not ballet. And the reason why, she couldn't be a girl, couldn't be herself, in this school, was that this freaking school only wanted girls who can dance ballet or graceful dances. She wanted to puke. What's wrong with hip-hop?
But she didn't mind. For another reason she was here, because she found out through and online portal that Lee Hongki, her idol, better in singing than dancing though, was studying here. And without hesitation she zoomed right into the school, under a boy's identity.
"Sorry!" She unknowingly bumped in someone while daydreaming on the way to her class. She bent down and reached fall the fallen books, her eyes catching sight of the name "Lee Hong Ki", and she let out a little gasp, her heart racing.
"Here, sorry," She handed the books to the blonde in front of her, trying to contain her astonishment.
"It's okay. What's your name? You're new right, haven't seen you before," Hong Ki said, beaming at her.
Whoa. Seems like he's famous till he knows everyone by their faces?
"I'm Sooyoung. New here, in HH Dance," She answered with a nervous smile. She, had met, her idol face to face and even talked to him when all she did in the past was to watch his music videos online because her pocket was empty.
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“Hello everybody, my name is Seo Joohyun. Call me Seohyun please. Nice to meet you, I’m new, please…”
Kyuhyun did not once look up. His headphones stuck on his ears, blasting pop music ; eyes fixed on his cell phone, the fact that he had too many a message to reply.
Jessica : Hey wanna meet up later? ^^
Kyuhyun : No problemo.
Tiffany : Kyupie <3 Wanna go shopping later?^^
Kyuhyun: Anything.
He was not bothered that he was two-timing both girls, okay, in a way, not really two-timing, the correct way to say it is flirting. And the girls didn’t mind, they themselves were players too.
Seohyun walked over to her seat, looking at the ground all the way, and sat beside Kyuhyun. Just then the teacher banged the table loudly. Kyuhyun slowly took of his headphones and ruffled his hair, a what-can-you-do-to-me look in his eyes.
He looked over to his right and jumped a little, surprised the empty seat was taken.
“Yah, who are you?” He asked as he continued texting.
Seohyun looked back shyly with one word playing in her mind : rude. Wasn’t Korea all about manners? She decided not to answer.
“Yah.” He called again, this time facing her.
“Seo Joohyun. Call me Seohyun.” Smiling, she said, almost in a whisper, she wasn’t that petty to not forgive him.
“When the hell did she come?” Kyuhyun turned to his left and questioned Jonghyun, his thumb pointing at Seohyun.
“Just. Pretty eh?” Jonghyun raised his left brow and grinned.
Kyuhyun scanned his expression, and gave a little huff. Well, he couldn’t really deduce if a person was pretty if she had spectacles on. But Jonghyun had seemed to master the skill to it, since his comments on girls were pretty accurate .
“Seriously…” Kyuhyun looked at Seohyun, and noticed her eyes were staring straight. He followed her gaze and…oh, the whiteboard, with physics theories inscribed on it. She who was paying utmost attention to what was being tought, oblivious she was the topic being discussed about by Jonghyun and him.
His eyes traced from her head all the way down, stopping at her legs, which reflects her fair white skin, and then to her shoes. He couldn’t deny her legs looked better than Jessica’s and Tiffany’s, probably because she looked pretty tall.
“Maybe my life will spice up,” Kyuhyun turned to tell Jonghyun.
“Good thing you finally have a partner, it will keep you off from being so anti-social in class,” Jonghyun smirked and pointed at Kyuhyun’s headphones and cellphone.
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“Hey what’s your name?” Seohyun talked to him for the first time. Kyuhyun decided to leave a good impression of himself on her and answered with his nicest smile he could managed, but it wasn’t exactly nice, since he was those cool-ish type.
“Kyuhyun. Cho Kyuhyun.” His lips curved into a horizontal smile.
“Ahh…” She nodded her head slowly and looked down, smiling at the book on her desk. He looked totally handsome, and it was the first time she felt like that about a guy. Was she being an adult now?
“Jonghyun says you’re pretty, and I think you’ve got nice legs there.” Kyuhyun did not know what made him say that, but it was just because he could not find anything else to say to this goodie-two-shoes looking girl.
Seohyun felt a little blush appearing and tried to restrain herself from smiling at this little comment. She gratefully took it as a compliment, it was quite a while before someone said that of her ever since she began to wear spectacles. Blame it on the fact that she loves reading thick novels, and hates to go through the hassle of putting on contact lens.
“Erm…were you a transfer student?” Kyuhyun quipped, seeing no response from Seohyun.
“Well, yeah…transferred from Cube High to here. Liked SM High so yeah…” She answered, barely audible to his ears, but he still caught it.
Looks like he was going to be stuck with this soft-spoken lady for the rest of the year. He had better train himself to be one too.
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Seohyun felt the urge turn left and get to know her partner better, but everytime she opens her mouth, nothing come out, and she had to end up closing it. She swore Kyuhyun had seen that happen a few times and must be suppressing his laughter. She was aware she would look pretty like a goldfish out of a tank.
Kyuhyun fell asleep during History, his slid down his chair, folding his arms while having his headphones stuck on his ears. Seohyun took the rare opportunity to examine him, and almost gasped when she noticed the branded goods that clung onto his skin. Levis jeans, wasn’t that the latest?
“Coolios,” She murmured to herself. She would imagine what she would do if she had that amount of money.
Most likely she would donate it the orphanage where she had grew up in. And maybe to fund the research of finding a cure for cancer ; she was depressed to see that cancer could ruin a person’s life.
Kyuhyun blinked his eyes to the brightness of the classroom and caught Seohyun staring at his jacket, seemingly lost in her thoughts. He decided to stare back at her solemnly, and she almost jumped out of her skin when she noticed Kyuhyun’s zombie face.
“Uh…uh,” She muttered and quickly turned back to her book. That was scary.
“I guess I just found someone who looked too rich and handsome to be real, but he was real. Isn’t it just like the prince in Snow White? It’s amazing, hopefully,” Seohyun smiled as she whispered while thinking. I could be that lucky Snow White, she completed the sentence in her head.
She almost slapped herself for harbouring that ridiculous thought.