This is my first story... Ever, so, please be nice. Crossover between Goong (Princess Hours) and Boys Before Flowers (Korean Drama)

New Kid

Disclaimer: Goong and BBF are not mine. Only the plot and Min are.

"Min, you're transferring universities." My mother said.

"To?" I asked, leaning back on the chaise lounge, facing my mother.

"Shinhwa."

"Why?"

"I'm concerned about your education. The Academy isn't a good enough school to go to, and Shinhwa was built for people like us." Seeing the alarmed look on my face, she continued. "Yul, Shin, and Chae-Kyung are going with you, of course." She referred to my brother, my cousin, and my cousin's wife.

"So you're saying that I have to leave my friends behind?" I asked sardonically.

"Friends? No one in that school is a good enough friend for a princess." She said. I rolled my eyes. I was expecting something like that. Mother can be so predictable at times.

Before I could retaliate, my brother barged in. "What do you think you're doing, mother?" He exclaimed.

She looked at him. "So you've heard. I don't see why you're angry about it."

"Chae-Kyung is going to have to leave her friends behind! Have you stopped to consider the consequences of your actions?" Of course. My brother had this weird obsession with my cousin's wife.

"What happens to the Bingoong has nothing to do with me. Now get out; you are dismissed. Both of you."

~Next day~

"If you need anything, just call, okay?" My brother asked before we went our separate ways.

"I doubt that; I'm in the same building as Shin."

"That's true. I'll see you, okay?"

"Yup." I pushed open the doors.

"Well, look here. A new kid's in town. And what box did you crawl out from? The Amateur box?" Oh, so they had a welcoming committee.

Before I could turn around and tell them off, a voice beat me to it. "Sunny, Miranda, Ginger, lay off." After the three bimbos left, the mysterious stranger turned to me. "Hi. I'm Jan-Di. What's your name?"

"Lee Chae-Min. But everyone just calls me Min." She seemed friendly, different from the snotty rich kids I just met.

"You're the Princess?" She asked. I nodded. "Let me see your schedule." I handed it to her. "You have the same classes as me. I'll show you around, and maybe you'll be able to meet the F4 later."

"F…4?" I asked.

"They are the four richest boys in Korea. Minus your family."

"Of course." She filled me in on our way to class.

CLIFFY!!!