The next morning I woke up with a headache. I had a crazy dream where I met this HOT guy, and get slapped by Jiyeon. It was weird and I no idea what it meant. I dragged myself out of bed, and walked over to the bathroom. I was supposed to start my school today. After doing my business and taking a quick shower, I began to brush my teeth, when it hit me.

I had totally forgot to tell Kris that I had moved to Korea. I hadn't checked my phone since after I got on the plane so I probably had a bazillion messages from her. I finished brushing my teeth as quickly as possible, and ran out the bathroom. I picked up my phone which I had left on the bedside table after I arrived at the house.

Turning on the phone, I saw that I had 10 missed calls and about 40 text messages, all from Kris. I began to dial her number, which I had memorized by heart, after all those years of use, but then I remember that we had a time difference. So instead of calling her, I sent her a really long text, explaining to her everything that had happened since I left the Grammy's and how sorry I was for not telling her all this earlier.

By the time I finished writing the text and sent it to her, it was already seven-thirty, and if I didn't leave the house now, I wouldn't make it to school on time. All of a sudden I heard a honk outside. I stuck my head out the window,and realized it was my private driver here to take me to school. He had probably been waiting out there for a while now, so I knew I was definitely late. I ran to my dad's room where I saw that he was fast asleep. I tiptoed in and kissed him on the cheek, and silently apologized for yesterday. My dad can get on my nerves sometimes but I still loved him.

Then I walked out the room quietly. When I got out of the house, my driver was waiting for me impatiently. He looked like a really nice guy. Very tall, and in his mid-forties, and was elegantly dressed in a suit. My dad had hired him yesterday, and he was supposed to start work today,which he was apparently on time to do. As I opened the car door to get in, he gave me a weird look, like he was grilling me like those T-ara girls. Scratch that maybe he isn't a nice guy after al