Unloveable
Chapter 1
AN: Okay so this is REALLY short and I know-I totally suck at summaries but, oh well. I just want to see if you guys like it or not. Please R&R. If you would, no downright hateful comments.
Saya wished she could avoid it but she knew that in a moment her sister would shake her and drag her to the front of the room.
'Well,' she thought. 'I have one thing to look forward to.'
As Saya walked to the front of the classroom she kept her head down. When the teacher asked them to introduce themselves Kisa took a breath and introduced both of them.
"I'm Kisa and this is my sister Saya. We just moved here so I hope you guys can show us around. Saya knew by the silence that the whole class was staring at her. Who wouldn't? Kisa was gorgeous. She couldn't wait to see their reaction when they saw her.
"Would you like to say something Ms. Yun?" Mr. Ootawa was asking.
'I'd be happy to.' she thought with a small grin.
She could hear Kisa giggle. First, she took off her hood. She looked up and heard gasps. She was glowing with satisfaction on the inside. A minute passed as she waited for the class to settle. She smiled and said sweetly, "It would be nice if you weren't gawking at us so openly. It's very rude. Please close your mouths."
They didn't. They couldn't. She smirked. Saya was glad she hadn't taken her jacket off.
Kisa had her hand over her mouth but Saya knew she was grinning. She and Saya loved when they got these reactions. They were both gorgeous. Kisa did part-time modeling but if they were to ever ask anyone which of them they thought was more beautiful they would say Saya in a second.
The girls were both half Korean and half African American. Kisa was 5'4 with long silky amber brown hair that she usually wore in a formal updo. Saya stood at 5'6. They both had skin th color of a sandy beige. Kisa's eyes were like honey while Saya wore contacts that made her's a lovely silver. Her hair was the color of onyx. Long, wavy and flowing with a lot of volume. It ended just below her waist.
Saya took a look at each and every person in the room. Her new classmates. Her eyes stopped at a boy. A boy she'd been in love with for what seemed like forever. A boy she had only dreamed of seeing. On the outside she was calm as ever, staring, but on the inside she was doing cartwheels and somersaults. Singing love songs and jumping up and down.
'This isn't happening. I can't believe this. He's here. What do I do? I can't turn my eyes from him. FUCK'
Park Yoochun had been the the one under Saya's gaze and at that time it seemed he couldn't look away either.