The First Day (1/1)

The soft chirping of birds and the thin rays of sunlight shone through the curtains woke me up softly from my dreamless sleep. I cracked my eyes opened slowly and I lifted my right hand to rub off the last remnants of sleep from them. I looked around and noticed that it wasn't my room. I was suddenly completely awake in shock and I was about to scream until it clicked. 'Right.. I don't live there anymore' I felt a sudden laziness come over me when I remembered that it was the first day of my new school. In truth, I felt scared. I don't have the slightest clue about high schools here and the fact that my English speaking skills weren't exactly the best didn't help at all. I slowly got out of bed and looked for the bathroom. I have no idea where anything is considering the fact that I arrived here at midnight and didn't have time to have a little tour of the house that mom was oh so excited to finally be able to live in. I rolled my eyes recalling my parents' reaction when they stepped foot in the house but nonetheless continued to search through the second floor. I was about to give up when I passed my room again and noticed another door. I approached it and I literally smacked myself in the head for being such an idiot.I took a while to bathe but really I just wanted to stall for as long as possible. I just stayed under the warm water for about ten minutes before I actually got out. I slowly brushed my teeth, fixed my hair and put on some clothes. I didn't really want to stand out much so I just put on something simple and comfortable but not too casual. I grabbed my bag which was for now practically empty and walked slowly to the kitchen where my mom was already preparing breakfast. I saw my dad reading the local newspaper which was printed in english. I sat down and raised my eyebrow at him while staying quiet. Apparently, he saw the expression on my face and sent me a questioning look in response."You understand that?" I asked incredously"Of course. I have to run an entire business filled with Americans so how can I not be able to read the local articles." He replied in english which caught me by surprise since I had no single idea that he was so fluent. He looked back down to his paper and I just sat quietly waiting for my mom to finish whatever it was she was cooking.It wasn't long before she was done and a plate filled with stacks of pancakes and a raw-looking yolk was staring straight into my soul. I gave her a curious look and she sent me an expression that said "What?""We're eating this kind of breakfast now?" I asked poking at the egg-yolk until it broke and yellow liquid started to ooze out."You and your father have to eat 'this kind' of food at school and work so you might as well get used to it at home." She replied in an "Eat-it-or-you'll-starve" authoritative tone.I just sighed and ate quietly getting used to the bland taste in my mouth in contrast to the colorful flavors I was used to eating. I finished eating soon and my mom handed me a brown paper bag. I took it and placed it inside my messanger bag. My dad got up and my mom took off the apron she was wearing. Dad reached for his briefcase and made a hand gesture for me to follow him."C'mon. We'll take you to school." He said in a monotone"Okay." I replied before taking my orange juice and gulping it down.I followed Mom and Dad to the car and got in the back seat. I didn't talk much during the car ride and just looked out the window the entire time looking at the area I lived in. Apparently we moved to Beverly Hills where like all the rich live. Did I mention that before? My family's like really and I mean really rich. I'm not sure how we got to live like this but I'm pretty sure it's the fact that my parents have multiple jobs and that their investments in certain companies are raking in the dough for them.We soon reached the parking lot near the school and I stepped out. My parents soon followed suit and accompanied me to the crossing headed towards the school. I turned around and smiled nervously and they gave me a thumbs up while saying a soft "Good luck". I turned around and was walking towards the building before a yellow bus sped past me. I just recieved the shock of my life and I heard my mom let out a loud scream. With my heart still beating fast, I turned around and gave them a reassuring smile."I'm fine. It's okay. I'll be careful" I said quickly still breathing hard. I got a nod from my mom and continued to head to the school building. I could feel the stares thrown towards me by the people I passed and one person shoved me and I almost stumbled and fell but thank you God for helping me keep my balance and saved me from making an embarassing scene in my first day of school. I continued inside the building where the hallways were crowded with students moving around like as if they're in a suffocating fish tank. I first went into the office that said administration and was greeted by a bored looking lady who was extremely fat slightly plump and looked at me. She sat herself straight on her chair and started to speak monotonously like as if she was reading a script."You must be the new kid. Here's you're schedule and your books." She handed me the said items and I almost fell due to the weight of the books. I carelessly stuffed them into my bag and imediately felt a heavy weight on my left side."Thanks." I said trying to not sound irritated"Yeah yeah. Good luck" Her voice not cheerful at allI had homeroom for first period and went to the classroom. I saw a tall woman with curly blonde hair and (I'm trying to put this nicely) man shoulders with her hair tied in a messy pony tail. I walked up to her and introduced myself."Hi. I'm Kyungsoo. I don't know if anyone told you about me but I'm new here." I said slightly struggling with the words"Talk to me again and I'll kick your ass." She said as she glared past me and I could've sworn she said something between the lines of 'Big-eyed freak'. She sat down in one of the chairs meant for students and my face grew red with embarrasment as realization hit me. She was a fuckin' student. I heard giggles from the left side of the room and saw two guys looking at me. They look Asian but I'm not sure where they're from. One of them was like really tall with short spiked black hair and a stupid looking grin on his face while the other one was visibly shorter and had wavy brown locks on his head and a thick layer of.. Is that eyeliner? Around his eyes. I moved to sit in the front seat before I heard one of them speak."Na-ah. You don't want to sit there. Man-shoulders' boyfriend is gonna sit there." The taller one said in fluent korean. Just then, a short looking kid sat down in the chair and muttered a soft "hey baby" to the girl infront of me and practically sucked off her face right infront of my face. I blinked slightly groosed out once before moving to a seat behind a decent looking guy. I was halfway to pulling the chair out when the shorter guy whistled and grabbed my attention. He pointed to his pits then pinched his nose while waving his free hand infront of it making a disgusted face. I quickly got the message and I thanked the Heavens that there was one seat in the back corner of the class and quickly sat down there.The rest of homeroom, heck, the rest of the day was a complete blur for me. It was stressful to begin with but that was still an understatement. I was exhausted both physically and mentally. The teachers were unbelievibaly uptight here. I got yelled at for the most random of things. Going to the bathroom more than five minutes, using a green pen, drinking and the list goes on and on. And who the hell gets scolded for reading in advanced? Lunch was probably the worst time of the day. I had no idea where to sit and non of the tables were unoccupied. There were a few empty chairs but I didn’t dare nor want to sit on them in fear of (most probably will) embarrassing myself. And guess where I ended up eating. The friggin’ bathroom stalls. I had a few options to be honest, one of them being the back of the school but there was this huge dumpster there and I really didn’t feel like eating where garbage keeps exiting the trash shoot constantly. Then there was the empty classrooms but we weren’t allowed to eat in class and it was too risky to be found out.Tired. That’s all I was by the end of the day and mad. Mad at the fact that we had to move. Mad at my dad that his stupid job had to take him to the other side of the world and mad at myself for not expressing how I feel about the move. I could’ve just stayed with my aunt if I said no. But no, I just had to say that “It would be fun”. Curse my stupid mouth. I came home almost in tears and didn’t even bother talking to my  parents who I think said something to me but their words went on deaf ears. I can’t take it. I hate it here. I just want to go home. I know I may sound like a complete brat but.. I got nothin’. I can’t explain myself. I just.. want to go home.=============Author's Note: First chapter's up ^^ And it seems kind of depressing actually but eh. hope you guys enjoy and don't forget to comment, subscribe and upvote? maybe?-XO2-