Dara's POV

“Uh oh…” I thought. I don’t really need this.

I pretended to not see them and rummage something on my bag while I continued walking out the door.

I have no intention of stopping, whatsoever.

I must have been three steps out the door when she grabbed my arm.

“Hey! New girl…”

I kind of thought, I’ve been here 3 months, am I still a new girl?

“…Let’s talk. Follow me.” Yuri said arrogantly and then walked away first.

I really have no intention of following her, but I noticed Yoona looking at me, waiting for me to follow her “master”.

If I’m just a , I would just really walk out on them and not really care. If they forced me, I will go kung fu on them;

Oh yeah, right! I suddenly remember I don’t really know to defend myself.

OMG! What’s happening to me! This is no laughing matter and here I am thinking stupid things.

What if this turned into a cat fight?

I’m pretty much outnumbered; also consider how I look, I’m very petite and doesn’t really look my age; they say I look younger and that I can pass off as a freshman.

I guess I have to follow Yuri then.

While walking I started thinking;

I think I should start saving for self-defense lessons. If I am always going to be moving, I’ll always be the new girl without anyone to back me up. Self defense lessons are starting to really sound good to me; I need to learn how to defend myself.

So I continued walking with that thought in my head and I didn’t realize that we entered another vacant room.

Yuri snapped her finger in my face because she seemed to think I was spacing out on her.

“Yah!”

‘What is this about?” I asked her not masking the annoyance in voice.

“You… you low-life orphan...” She hissed.

I flinched; that's a hit way bellow the belt...

“Let’s get this straight… I’m only tolerating you because your new but since you look not totally stupid, let me drill something into that small head of yours. Young Bae is mine!” she said glaring at me.

“Next time I see you looking at him, talking to him or even t