"Bom ah get your out of your bed, and get ready NOW."

I grunted thinking that my happy days with my life may come to an end. Today was my first day of school and I was horrified. I mean, it's not a secret that everybody has their eyes in the new kid on their first day. I hated being the center of attention and it was made worst by the fact of how my looks impact the others. Not that I didn't liked it but some people say that I kind of look like a doll.

"Oh well, whatever, nevermind." I muttered as I forced myself out of my now messy bed. I raised my head up to view my room. I really need to clean this place, but god I can't help it. I'm so lazy tehee. 

I looked in the mirror as I was getting dressed. If my mom were still alive we'd probably be identical. With my honey blonde hair that falls just above my waist with a natural wave, brown eyes with gold flecks, and long black eyelashes that contrasts beautifully against my pale ivory skin. I might be proud of how I look but my heart aches slightly, because all I can think of is mom and dad, and how everyday I'm looking more and more like them. Even after all these years the pain of losing them never gets easier.
However, not all in life is pain so, yeah. At least my sister and I have managed pretty well without them.

"You're late." My sister Go Eun hissed handing me a piece of toast. I nodded silently with the bread already in my mouth; heading down to the garage.

Luckily my sister told me that school wasn't too far from our house. So I hopped in my black wolsvagen fox, turned up the radio, hummed happily as 'Blue Jeans' was blasted through the speakers, and drove away.

About five minutes later I was attempting to my sister's brain out... What the---! Where the heck is my school!? Hull~ that crazy unnie gave me a wrong indication. "now what?" I sobbed while stuttering over my own words.

All of sudden a red car driven by a cute girl with cat eyes showed up. Without noticing or even thinking about it twice I followed the Chevrolet in front of me with much anticipation; expecting her to be a Turners Langley's student.

For my fortune, within two minutes we reached the school gate. There was a few cars in the parking lot and a couple of students in the picnic benches. Huh?~ Late? I don't think so. I smiled to myself.

As I got out of my car I heard a few gasps coming from startled guys not so far from my position. Oh boy. I ignored the curious eyes fixed in my face and walked through the girls and boys. Heading to the office to pick up my schedule.
 

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When I arrived there, another girl about my age stood in front of me. The secretary saw me and waved me over "Aren't you the new student, dear?" I nodded and immediately she asked for my name. "Um... Bom, Park Bom."
"Well, miss Park Bom ssi welcome to Turners Langley high school" The kindly lady say and motioned the girl beside me. "This girl here is Sandara Park, she's from the student council and she's currently coursing the same year as you so I think you two will get along well." I side glanced at the girl who cutely smiled at me. I was caught off guard by her face, well, she was like a petite rabbit.
                                                     Ok they aren't super familiar, but that's purely my fault since I usually compare humans with animals. I know, what a creepy hobby, but heeey~ nobody is perfect.

Once outside the office and with my schedule in hand we compared it with hers. "We have two of five classes together." Sandara looked up from where she was staring intently  at my paper with a curved grin. "Cool. That makes me a forever alone in only three classes." I giggled at my silliness as she did the same with me. "Omo! I expected you to be more serious."
"More serious?" I asked titling my head to the side in a confused manner. This wasn't the first time that someone looked shocked by my dorky personality. Unfortunately I've never meet anyone who sincerely liked it. "Oh please don't get me wrong, I just thought that you where like Jessica and her gang." She facepalmed herself, maybe feeling abashed by my notorious ignorance. "The of this school." She explained nicely.

"Oh."

"You see, by your looks I thought you were some kind of popular wannabe."

"Huh? But I am" She raised an eyebrow at me. "I'm just trolling you Sandara ssi kkk~."

"Oh you!" She pointed at me with a relieved smile. "By the way just call me Dara, I have this feeling that like miss Hyo Young ssi said, we are going to get along very well."

"Waah! that would be great Sandar-- I mean; Dara." She nodded slightly and added enthusiastically: "The girls are going to love you."

"What girls?"

"My other friends. This may sound odd