Moving isn't something fun to do. It's miserable! I'm moving thousands of miles away from my close friends I had made over the fourteen years I've been here. It's hard to say goodbye to them. Why did my appa want us to move anyways?! School is worst over here in Korea. Okay, I might me overreacting but that boy that I met on the first day of school was rude. And I mean REALLY rude. Kim Jongin is his name, or Kai, as he likes to be called.  He's so..ugh! Not to mention that my cousin, Min, likes him. Whoopdey doo! =.=

"Yah! New girl, move!" A voice said behind me. I turned around and saw a guy on a skateboard heading towards me. Before I asked 'What?' The guy bumped into me, making him lay on top of me. 

"C-can't breathe, dude!" I told the boy. He rolled his eyes and got up without helping me get up. 

"Watch were you're going, new girl, or else you'll anger people like me," He gave me a smirk and walked away with a look of disgust. The nerve of that boy!, I thought and glared at the back of his head.