Free Spirit

~Your pov~

“Honey, I’m sorry to tell you on such a short notice, but it’s our vacation days! So, here’s a little something so you could live on while we’re gone.” Near the note laid a hundred dollar bill. American money.

Funny thing is, to tell the truth, they were visiting me. They, my aunt and uncle, took me in after… well you know the rest. They came from New York, America; the place where I used to live. Until, I was taken to Seoul, South Korea, to supposedly “start a new fresh life”; which of course was a lie.

But, my aunt and uncle, just didn’t want that attention haunting them, too. And, hey, I don’t blame them. I was a little happy to know that they (besides my sister) thought I wasn’t bad luck. Maybe, because they, in fact, weren’t my real blood related aunt or uncle. But, were friends with my parents, and felt bad, deciding to take me in.

I admit, sometimes, my rudeness towards them can be over the top. But, I just don’t want them getting hurt. I’m done with people dying or caring about me.

I sighed. I took my school bag and the money to get exchanged.


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~Bam Bam’s pov~

“Yugyeomm! Where’s my school bag?!”

“It’s on the table!”

“Thanks! I’ll be right down!”

“I can’t believe were going back to school! It’s been awhile” Yugyeom informing things I already knew.

“I know, promotions, that’s why.”

“But, still, I’m kind of excited.”

“Okay, I admit it, too.”

I saw a note on the fridge. It read: “Yugyeom and Bam Bam have a good first day! (I bet that was PD-nim) Good Luck! (from Got7) And, make sure the fangirls don’t ambush you! (that, obviously, was Jackson’s input) Love, Mr. Park, Got7 & the JYP Family”.

“Got everything?” Yugyeom asked, giving my word play for my joke.

“Naw, I Got3.”

“But, there’s only the two us.”

“Remember, Youngjae is also there.”

“Oh, right!”


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“You arrived a half minute late to school than your usual time. What’s up?”

“Well, you know my ‘aunt’ and ‘uncle’ are on their vacation days.”

“Don’t they go for years? That’s more like vacation years.”

“Well, they do live in New York.”

“Hmm… That’s true”, said the girl that leaned back on my desk with pink dyed ends.

That girl was my closest friend at the academy. Her name was, Cho Jeon. She was like me, a half Asian. She called herself a rebel, yet was really nice when you got to know her.

“Ooh, looky, the princess has arrived” Cho announced with a very sincere sarcastic tone.

“Great” I replied without looking up.

“What did you say, Chul?” Anna snapped at me, putting her hand on the table.

Anna Cavat. As she always said, “I was her rival” supposedly. I mean she wishes. But, to plain honest, Cho, Anna, and I, are all friends. Not the type you would imagine. We all have problems and mess ups. Though we act we aren’t, we are true, soul sister friends. Not like girly-girly or anything.

“Nah, we were just happy to listen to your big mouth.”

Cho! Shut up! I definitely don’t!”

“Yeah yeah, sure, whatever” Cho said as she waved her hand.

“OMG! Can You Please Be Quiet Over There!” announced a girl with golden blonde hair.

That girl, Julia Park aka.whoshouldnotbenamed, is probably the most stupidest girl I’ve ever seen. She was the total opposite of us. Rich, spoiled and had a huge family. A bratty one at that.

“You know what, Chul, I wonder if she’s ever gotten punched before.”

“Nah, she’s probably broken her nails too many times” I corrected Cho.

“Nah, more like her face without makeup not only broke her, but also the mirror” Anna said matter-of-factly, making Cho and I laugh so hard, that I hit my head on my desk and Cho fell off her chair.

“Class, I need your attention for a moment” the teacher announced.

“See you later” Cho whispered as she turned herself around forwards. Anna also sneaked back over to her desk.

“Class, we have two new transfer students” the teacher informed as two boys, one tall and the other one shorter, stood in front of the classroom.

“Annyeonghaseyo, my name is Kunpimook Bhuwakul, but you can just call me Bam Bam” introduced the shorter boy with dark black hair, wearing the boys’ uniform.

“Annyeonghaseyo, my name is Kim Yu Gyeom, but you can just call me Yugyeom” introduced the taller boy with light pink hair.

“You two can go sit in the two seats next to Chul.”

Everyone turned to look at me. I sighed as I raised my hand to signal that I was this girl named Chul.

When the two boys were seated next to me, who class kept glancing back at us and whispered to each other. Even Cho and Anna were smiling at me. Ugh, I guess they’re excited to see what I do. What is it that they call me again… ah right, Delinquent Chul.


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I secretly studied them while in class. When I finished my tests for the main subjects, I knew they wouldn’t finish before me. But, when music block came, those two came into the singing class.

“Those two new kids are challenging the top student in the freshman class” a couple of juniors whispered to each other.

“Chul, aren’t you happy to finally have classmates in your music block?”

“Sure.”

My singing teacher, Mr. Jeon, sighed at me.

“Sorry for her behavior, she’s―”.

“Can we start please, Mr. Jeon?” I spoke sharply, interrupting him as he talk behind my back.

“Yes yes, of course.”


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“As expected Chul, but as I have been telling you, put expression into it. That is an important factor when you perform on stage!”

I grunted. So what. To me, that’s the least important. Do it and get it done. That’s all there is to it.

“Okay, Bam Bam and Yugyeom, could you sing a duet for me? I want to get a feel of your voices.” Mr. Jeon, asked as he sat back down in his chair.

“Bam Bam usually does rapping, but he can sing if you want” Yugyeom mentioned to Mr. Jeon.

“Alright then, show me what you can do.”

Notes

I know I said I would go faster in updating but you know I'm human. But, anyways it's out! Thank you for waiting, you amazing people. So enjoy!