“Who are you?” the eighteen people asked.

“We’re the queenkas of the school,” they replied.

“Queenkas?” the boys asked.

“Ne,” the queenkas winked.

“We’re going to go,” the boys got up.

“Let’s go,” the girls got up and left.

“Oppas!!” the queenkas squealed.

KRING

“Look it’s the bell!” Leeteuk ran off.

“Don’t want to be late!” Donghae ran off.

“Time to go!” Yesung followed them.

“Wait for me!” Sungmin whined.

“I…” Eunhyuk threw his pencil across the cafeteria. “Dropped my pencil!” he ran off.

“Is someone calling me?” Siwon walked away.

“I can’t be late,” Ryeowook followed after him.

“People these days,” Kibum rolled his eyes and left.

“Girls these days,” Kyuhyun corrected and followed his hyungs.

“Aish!” the queenkas stomped off.

“Time for music class,” Leeteuk clapped. “I like listening to music,” Leeteuk sat down while all the girls in the classroom squealed.

“Okay, settle down,” the teacher demanded. “Most of you are here because you like to listen to people’s singing. Others are here to sing. The group that will be listening will judge those who sing…Anyway questions?”

“A-Annyeonghaseyo!” someone ran in.

“Who are you?” the teacher asked.

“Kim Taeyeon, it’s my first day,” Taeyeon replied.

“Alright, well go sit down,” the teacher demanded.

“You?” Taeyeon pointed at Leeteuk.

“Not you again,” Leeteuk rolled his eyes.

“Those who are going to sing go ahead and come up and pick a number,” the teacher demanded. Taeyeon stood up and was about to walk until Leeteuk burst out laughing.

“Mwoh?” she looked at Leeteuk.

“You sing? Ajumma singing?” Leeteuk laughed.

“Yah, it’s someone’s hobby so shut up,” Taeyeon demanded.

“Aish! You irritate me! Leave!” Leeteuk demanded and looked away.

“Immature kid,” Taeyeon rolled her eyes and grabbed a number.

“Everyone, open the paper,” the teacher demanded.

“Omo!” Taeyeon closed the paper.

“It’s blank right?” Leeteuk smirked.

“Number one,” the teacher called.

“M-Me,” Taeyeon raised her hand.

“Go ahead,” the teacher demanded.

“Like she can sing,” Leeteuk shook his head. Taeyeon got up and walked to the front of the class.

“Taeyeon is new so please be nice,” the teacher smiled. Taeyeon took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

“jogeumman ahpado noonmulnayo
gaseumyi soleechuyo
geudae ahpyul guedae gyeuteul jinamyun
ontong saesangyi geudaeyindae
geudaeman geuleeneundae
geudae appehsun soomool joogyuhyo

naegae geudaega inyeunyi ahnin geutchulum
geujuh seuchinun soonganin geutchulum
sheepgae nal jinacheeneun geudae gyutae
ddoe dagaga han guleumjocha
jae ddel soo upseuljjilado

suhsungeegaehae noonmuljiegae hae..
babochulum ahyichulum
chalayi geunyang oosuhbuhlyuh

jumjum daega seusulok
jaggoo guhbee najiman
yi sarangeun mumchool suga upnaba

wae nae sarangman duhdinguhjo
nae sarangmon himdeuljo
geudae ahpul guedae gyutul issuhdo
ontong saesangyi geudaeyindae
geudaemun boyinundae
geudae appaeseu nan mon gokman bwayo

naegae geudaega inyeunyi ahnin geutchulum
geujuh seuchinun soonganin geutchulum
sheepgae nal jinacheeneun geudae gyutae
ddoe dagaga han guleumjocha
jae ddel soo upseuljjilado

suhsungeegaehae noonmuljiegae hae..
babochulum ahyichulum
chalayi geunyang oosuhbuhlyuh

jumjum daega seusulok
jaggoo guhbee najiman
yi sarangeun mumchool suga upnaba

mon balchiseu nan jamshilado
geudae balabol soo issuhdo
geugae sarangyijo

hoksi yi keedaelimyi yi gueleeoomi
daeul ddaemyun deulyi ddaemyun
chalayi molleun chuk hajoyo
geudaeyaegae galsoolok jagoo gubyi najiman
yi saerangyun mumchool suga upnaeyo,” Taeyeon sang. (Song: Can You Hear Me?)

“Wow!” the class cheered. All the singers in the class were afraid to sing while the judging group, quickly jotted things down. Leeteuk didn’t know what to do but stare while his mouth was wide opened.

“Great job, Taeyeon!” the teacher complimented.

“Kamsahabnida,” Taeyeon bowed and sat down.

“T-That was,” Leeteuk started.

“What?” Taeyeon asked.

“Good,” Leeteuk finished.

“Mwoh? Chincha?” Taeyeon smiled.

“I mean…Look at you in your pink uniform with the white shirt and pink skirt and tie. Look at your two pigtails, so childish so unajumma like!” Leeteuk looked away.

“What does that have to do with my singing?” Taeyeon asked.

“Leave me alone! I need to judge!” Leeteuk said.

“Aish…He’s going to give me a bad score,” Taeyeon pouted.

“What class do I have next again?” Yesung asked. “Singing! Good thing I don’t have the same class as Leeteuk,” Yesung smiled.

“You!” he heard a voice shouted.

“Can I help-…You?!” Yesung glared at the figure in front of him.

“Aish whatever,” Yuri rolled her eyes.

“What do you want?” Yesung asked.

“Where’s yoga class?” Yuri asked.

“Why should I help you?” Yesung glared at her.

“Because if you don’t help me then I won’t work for you,” Yuri replied.

“Fine!” Yesung started to walk away.

“Wait!” Yuri demanded.

“I’m new hear too, so don’t blame me if we get lost,” Yesung sang.

“I don’t care,” Yuri shrugged.

“Then we will both get detention,” Yesung told her.

“Taeyeon would yell at me…Hurry!” Yuri pushed Yesung.

“I’m going!” Yesung replied.

“So what class do you have now? Turtle club?” Yuri laughed.

“If you were smart then you would know that there is no turtle club,” Yesung told her.

“I don’t need your help!” Yuri ran off.

“Fine! Get lost,” Yesung turned around and started walking towards his class.

“Wait!” Yuri ran back.

“What now?!” Yesung shouted.

“Can you help me just this once?” Yuri smiled widely.

“Aish, you’re the one that’s the maid, you’re supposed to help me,” Yesung said.

“Just this once, I don’t want to get in trouble,” Yuri begged.

“Hurry up! Before I change my mind,” Yesung threatened and walked off.

“Thank you!” Yuri ran after him.

“I don’t know what class to choose,” Sunny pouted while walking down the hallway. “Most of the girls chose…What do I like besides comics and games? Animals? Music? I only have a day left to choose!” Sunny walked past a music room.

“Piano?” she looked inside.

“I’ll be back,” she saw Sungmin smiled and ran out the class.

“Omo!” Sunny fell on the floor.

“Are you following me?” Sungmin glared at her.

“Aniyo!” Sunny stood up.

“Whatever,” Sungmin walked down the hall.

“Where are you going?” Sunny asked.

“I’m going to the music room,” Sungmin replied.

“Isn’t that the music room?” Sunny asked.

“There are a lot, but I’m going to go get music,” Sungmin told her.

“You’re talented,” Sunny said.

“I know,” Sungmin smiled.

“Aish,” Sunny shook her head.

“What are you doing? Are you skipping class? If my grandpa knows he’s going to-,” Sungmin stopped when he saw Sunny roll her tongue against her cheek. “What’s wrong with your cheek?”

“I’m mad…And guess what? I’m not skipping,” Sunny glared at him.

“Then what are you doing? Having class in the hallway?” Sungmin asked sarcastically.

“I’m thinking of a class to pick,” Sunny replied.

“So you decided to come to the music hall?” Sungmin asked.

“What’s wrong with liking music?” Sunny asked.

“I’m in it…And if you want to learn martial arts well to bad! I’m in it too,” Sungmin said while grabbing music off the shelf.

“Is there a comic club? Or game club? Or animal club?” Sunny asked.

“No!” Sungmin screamed while reading music.

“Are you reading music?” Sunny asked.

“What else?” Sungmin looked at her.

“Is reading music like reading comics?” Sunny asked.

“Aish! I don’t know!” Sungmin yelled.

“I know what class I’m taking now!” Sunny ran towards the door.

“Mwoh?!” Sungmin shouted.

“See you in music class soon!” Sunny said with aegyo and ran off.

“Noooo!!! Now I’m not the only aegyo person in there!” Sungmin cried and ran after her. “I won’t let you!”

“I’m going to dance baby!” Eunhyuk cheered and moon walked.

“Kyaa!!!” the girls in the class squealed.

“Okay, well today everyone will be dancing to whatever song I give you..Alright?” the teacher asked.

“Alright~,” Eunhyuk sang.

“I’m here!” Hyoyeon ran into the room.

“You must be the new student,” the teacher said.

“Ne,” Hyoyeon nodded.

“Go ahead and sit down, we will be dancing soon,” the teacher smiled.

“It’s you,” Eunhyuk smirked when Hyoyeon sat down on the floor.

“Like I want to see you,” Hyoyeon replied.

“Later when I get up there and dance, you will be too scared to dance,” Eunhyuk told her.

“Oh really?” Hyoyeon glared at him.

“Watch,” Eunhyuk went up to the front of the class and started dancing to the song the teacher gave him.

“Kya!!” the girls squealed again.

“Next it…Hyoyeon,” the teacher said.

“Ne,” Hyoyeon got up.

“Since you’re new, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” the teacher said.

“But I do,” Hyoyeon smiled. She went in front of the class.

“Let’s see you try,” Eunhyuk smirked. Hyoyeon started to dance to the beat of the music, she started to pop and do the wave. After a couple minutes, she ended her dance with a pose.

“Wow!” the class cheered. Eunhyuk’s eyes were wide opened while the girls in the class were glaring at Hyoyeon.

“Thank you,” Hyoyeon bowed and sat down while drinking water.

“Y-You!” Eunhyuk pointed.

“I know,” Hyoyeon smiled.

“I’ll beat you! No one is better than Lee Hyukjae!” Eunhyuk shouted.

“I thought it was Eunhyuk,” Hyoyeon stuck her tongue out.

“You better watch out!” Eunhyuk warned.

“You better not cry,” Hyoyeon laughed.

“Soccer time!” Donghae cheered when he was in his uniforms. The cheerleaders on the side were all staring at him while he started to warm up.

“Oppa is so handsome!!!” they all squealed. Donghae started to play soccer with the team, like always, he was the best one.

“What to do,” Jessica said while walking outside. “I don’t know what class to choose!” Jessica pouted and kicked the gravel on the tracks.

“This uniform…It’s cute,” Jessica smiled. She was walking and thinking until a soccer ball rolled to her feet.

“Hey! Can you get that ball for us?!”a soccer player yelled.

“Jessica?” Donghae whispered while looking.

“Ne!” Jessica walked up to the ball and kicked it to the soccer team.

“Thank you!” Donghae thanked.

“Donghae?” Jessica stared at the figure.

“Hey Princess!” the soccer team shouted.

“Mwoh?” Jessica glared at them.

“Want to come play with us?” they asked.

“Mwoh?!?!” the cheerleaders screamed. The soccer team ran towards Jessica.

“You must be new, I’m Jaejoong, team captain,” he smiled.

“I’m going to go,” Jessica started to walk.

“But you seem like you’re really good at soccer,” Jaejoong said.

“I am,” Jessica replied.

“Want to play?” Jaejoong asked.

“Not with boys,” Jessica kept walking.

“Come on,” Jaejoong grabbed her wrist.

“Yah!” Jessica shouted and pulled her wrist away.

“I’m offering you to play,” Jaejoong said.

“I don’t want to! I can play soccer by myself,” Jessica glared.

“Don’t you need someone to teach you?” Jaejoong wrapped his hands around Jessica’s waist.

“Yah! I don’t want to!” Jessica tried to push him.

“Come on, I can be your personal coach!” Jaejoong smirked while the cheerleaders glared at Jessica.

“Aish!” Jessica tried to push him again.

“A princess should play soccer with a prince,” Jaejoong said.

“Stop!” Donghae ran over to Jaejoong.

“Who do you think you are?” Jaejoong glared at Donghae.

“I know you’re the team captain, but you shouldn’t do that to a girl,” Donghae said. Jessica stepped on Jaejoong’s foot and ran to Donghae.

“I would play if you weren’t a jerk!” Jessica shouted at Jaejoong.

“You! You will regret this!” Jaejoong ran back to the soccer field while the cheerleaders huddled around them.

“You okay?” Donghae asked.

“People at this school. They’re so rich and snobby,” Jessica said angrily.

“Here,” Donghae handed her a water bottle.

“Thank you,” Jessica thanked.

“Do you play soccer?” Donghae asked.

“I did, before our foster mom passed away,” Jessica replied.

“Well there isn’t a girl soccer team…but if you want,” Donghae started while passing his ball to Jessica. “We can play sometime,”

“You and me?” Jessica asked.

“If you want, then we’ll see,” Donghae smiled and ran towards the soccer field.

“Wait!” Jessica shouted.

“What?” Donghae asked.

“Your ball,” Jessica placed it down and kicked it to Donghae.

“Be careful!” Donghae ran back to his team.

“He’s not that bad,” Jessica started. “I better go pick a class!” Jessica ran towards the office.

KRINGGG

“Drumming time,” Siwon said while sitting down. “Then I have gym and then-,”

“Am I late?” someone ran in.

“Just a little bit,” the teacher replied.

“It’s because I’m new,” she whispered.

“You’re Hwang Miyoung?” the teacher asked.

“Ne! But I go by Tiffany!” Tiffany smiled.<