Okay, so maybe I was being a little dramatic...running out all melodramatic and all. But what can I say? I'm a dramatic person. So when something like this happens, yes, I'm gonna storm out of the room like it's nobody's business and I AM gonna ball my eyes out after locking myself in my room.

"Oh, get over yourself," I imitated what a crueler me would say in a nagging voice.

I rolled my eyes and collapsed on my bed, sprawling out and then grabbing a pillow and hugging it. By now I'd been done crying. Now that the sadness was drained out, all's left is anger, which I conveniently split between my dad, Chanyeol, and Chanyeol's mom. Not my mom. Chanyeol's.

There was a thud from downstairs which signaled Mom's and Dad's enter. I kind of expected a lecture from either of them about how 'impolite' I was. But all that followed that thud was silence.

It must've been a couple of hours before my mom came in to say goodnight to me. She didn't betray any emotion at all. So after that I the t.v.

I walked to school the next day with Luhan and Min Gi. We avoided Chanyeol by going down another street which circled around instead of going straight to the school. Because of this we were late, but it was worth it.

It was after lunch that I decided I didn't want to go through anymore awkward classes with Chanyeol. That's what drove me to go to the main office and ask.

"Are there any other classes I could take?" I begged. "Any?"

The lady shook her head. "You h