Since its the holiday season and I'm on break, I'm going to update most of my stories during this time off. First, I need to write this new story I'm came up with. Well...I actually didn't come up with it, but DB suggest I do a story like this because of a song she sent to me. Its a funny song and it kinda remind me of...Hwoarang. If you want to listen to the song, just let me know.
Hwoarang just got his report card.
Summary: Hwoarang just got his report card, he looked at it and he had all F's on it. He took it back to the teacher and said...However his dad sent him to Japan to live with his mentor Baek to get his life back on track. Can Hwoarang get his life straighten out with the help of his mentor and a certain auburn hair girl by the name of Julia?
Disclaimer: I don't own Tekken nor the song, or lyric. They rightfully belong to their owners.
"You know when just get your report card, and you have all F's on it. You just want to take it back to the teacher and say...Throw some D's on that bitch" Soulja Boy Tell'em
It was a usual school day at New Orleans High School, teenagers were in the hallways doing what they normally do. Students were rushing were rushing to their classes, others were hanging out in the hallways with their peers and while some were about to get into fights, and security guards had to push their way from the crowded hallways and prevent the fights.
Yep, this is what usually happens at N.O.H.S.
However, today is different. Today is the end of the first cycle and that means report cards will be handed out to the students. Some students were proud to get their report cards today because they know what they got and know they made honor roll or better yet, the dean's list.
Others weren't looking for it because they already know they have failing grades. Some care, some didn't.
"Okay class, I just received your report cards. When I call your name, please come up and get it." The teacher announced and began calling students names.
Several students that have gotten their grades had different expression. The ones that have good grades were please because they made honor roll. The ones with the low grades weren't please at all. One female student flipped out because she had C minus and D's. She flipped over the desk and started screaming and yelling how she hate this school and want to transfer to a different school.
"Aw man" A light skinned boy whined as he sat down in his desk. He stared at his report card and shook his head.
"Whats your problem" A red head boy said as he looked at boy sitting next to him.
"Man, I got all C pluses Hwoarang." The boy said looking at his friend.
Hwoarang leaned over towards the boy's desk to get a look at his report card. He read the boys grades in his head. He thought he did pretty good. "Cody, you have 79's and 78's in all your classes. Why should you be complaining?"
Cody folded up his report card and shoved it in his blue jeans pocket. "In your book it maybe good, but in my parents book hell no. A C to them is invisible. Like my dad always say, "If you get a C, you should be able to get a B minus" Cody mimicked in his dad voice. "I won't be able to go outside until my next report card. I can't stand staying in the house till then."
"You worry to much."
"Hwoarang, come get your report card" The teacher said. Hwoarang got up from his seat and walked over to the teacher's desk. He took the report card from the teacher's desk and opened it as he walked slowly back to his desk.
'A 47 in English, a 67 in math and a 14 science. What the hell is this?' The Korean thought to himself. Hwoarang marched up to the teacher's desk and threw his report card at him.
"What are you doing Hwoaranng?" The teacher asked as he looked at the frustrated Korean.
"Throw some D's on that man" Hwoarang said as he pointed at his report card.
"Excuse me?" The teacher cocked his eyebrows a bit. The whole attention was now on Hwoarang and the teacher.
"You heard me, throw some D's on that bitch."
"Hwoarang I can't put D's on your report card. You got the grades that the other teacher feels you deserve. Apparently on the teachers comments, you don't do much. Now would you please go sit down so I can finish handing out the report cards. We can discuss after school." The teacher stated.
Hwoarang smacked the reports card out of the teacher's hand and they scattered around the floor. Some students rush to pick their reports cards up.
"Hwoarang go to the principals office right this instant!" The teacher yelled.
"Whatever!" Hwoarang slammed the classroom door shut. Hwoarang smirked as he walked down the hallways. It was his plan all a long to cause a scene and have an excuse to leave class, better yet skip school. He didn't really care about school, let a long his grades. All he wanted to do was have fun with life his way. He push the doors open and ran away from the school so nobody would spot him.
An average height male enter the house wearing a brown button up shirt, khaki cargo pants and brown boots with a briefcase in his right hand. He had light brownish hair with a little gray. His eyes were dark brown and they sometimes look black. He had strong facial features and had brown bread with a little gray as well.
He marched up the steps and call his son's name. "Hwoarang! Open this door!"
Inside Hwoarang's room, He couldn't hear his dad calling him because the stereo was up so loud. His dad turn the knob and open the door. His son was laying in the bed with his eyes close and bobbing his head a little to the Hip/Hop song that was playing. The father walked over to the stereo and shut it off.
"What the hell..." Hwoarang sat up and saw his dad standing next to his stereo. "Why'd you turn my stereo off, I was listening to that."
His dad folded his arms across his chest and stared at his spitting image. "We need to talk now Hwoarang."
Hwoarang rolled his eyes and layed back down on his bed. "If its about school, I don't want to hear about it. I told you before I don't care about school."
"You may not care, but I do." His dad pointed at himself.
"If you care about my education so much, why don't you go to school for me? We do look a like you know."
"I've been to school and got my education and its your turn to get your education. Hwoarang look at your report card, you have mostly all F's on it. How did you get a 14 in science?"
Hwoarang shrugged his shoulders. "Easy, I just don't give a damn about science. You think I want to sit there learning about chemical reactions and dissecting animals. That shit is disgusting."
"Hwoarang that is why its called science, you're suppose to do experiments."
Hwoarang and his dad always fight about stuff that bothers each other. Hwoarang and his dad use to have a bond, but that bond broken several years ago.
Hwoarang sat up on his bed once more and put on his light brown boots and laced them up. His father watched his son grab a jacket.
"Where are you going Hwoarang?" His father asked him.
"Out" Hwoarang replied while putting on his black leather jacket and a black bandanna.
His father sighed. "The principal at your school, recommend me that I send you to Military school, but I told him that I can handle it. Right now, I don't think I can deal with you anymore, So I might have to."
Hwoarang turned around and glared at his father. He couldn't believe what he just heard from his dad. "You know what, you can just send me away all I care. I just don't care anymore! You want to send me away go ahead because I have no problem with that. People walked out on me before!" Hwoarang shouted and pointed to himself.
His father knew what he meant by people. He was referring to his mother. "Hwoarang, I know that your still not over the fact that your moth-"
"Stop mentioning her!"Hwoarang's voice started to crack up and he left before he broke down in front of his dad.
His dad sat on Hwoarang's bed. He sighed once more and layed on it. For the past several years, Hwoarang's father doesn't know what happen to his son. Every since his mother left him, he has been acting different and not caring anymore. He knows that Hwoarang is a teenager and they do change, but he never thought he would change into this.
Ring Ring
The phone startled the middle-aged man at first. He picked up cordless phone and press the talk button.
"Hello."
"Hey Cao."
Cao suddenly recognized that voice and for once it put a smile on his face. "Hey Baek." Baek is Cao's childhood friend and also Hwoarang's former mentor in Tae Kwon Doe. "Why are you calling here?" Ask Cao.
"The usual just checking up on you guys. Haven't talk to you in months. So how is Hwoarang?" Baek asked on the other line.
It was quiet on the other end for a while. Baek got worried a bit and asked again. "I just got Hwoarang's report card from school and he failed most of his classes. He even has a 14 in science."
Baek whistle on the other line. "Hes gotten worst huh?"
Cao nodded. "I don't know what has gotten into him. At first his was a nice boy and the next minute he is acting up. Getting into fights, staying out late, and getting into trouble with the law. I-I just don't know."
"Hmm, you think he is still mad that Elaine walked out on you both." Baek mention to Cao.
"I guess so. If I mention her, he flips out. If Hwoarang keeps this up, I might have to send him to Military school that the principal suggested."
"Whoa there buddy, I don't think Military school is going to do the trick."
"What do you suggest I do then?"
Baek rubbed his chin thinking what Cao can do. He did mentor Hwoarang about life before and took care of him like he was his own son. While Hwoarang was with him, he did listen to Baek. That was years ago, but maybe he would still listen.
Baek finished thinking and told Cao his idea. Cao nodded to each word that came out from Baek's mouth and wrote down information. After they finish talking, Cao dialed a number.
"Hello, yes I would like to book a ticket for Japan tomorrow..."
It was twelve midnight and Hwoarang finally arrived at his house. The living room light was still on, so he expect his dad was awake watching television. He open the door and sure enough, he father was sitting on the couch watching a movie and eating Chinese food.
Without looking up, his father spoke. "Chinese food is on the kitchen table if you want some."
Hwoarang walked into the kitchen and saw the white carton with white rice and general tso's. Hwoarang heated the food up a bit and took a can of Pepsi with him upstairs. He pop the the can open and drunk some of the soda. He open his bedroom door and went inside his dark room.
"Damn, so dark in here where is the switch." He moved his arm up and down till he found the switch and turn the lights on. When the lights came on, Hwoarang almost spit his Pepsi out of mouth. His room was completely empty except for his bed and dressers. On his bed he saw three suit cases and all were full of his stuff inside. Hwoarang rushed downstairs and approach his father.
"Dad, why are all my stuff packed up in the suitcase?!" Hwoarang asked his father.
His dad took a sip of his Coke and looked at his son. "I'm sending you away" Cao said nonchalantly and took another sip of his Coke.
"So, you are finally sending me away to Military School?" Hwoarang looked at his father in the eyes.
Cao put his soda down and shook his head. "Not exactly." Cao turned the T.V off and stood up from his seat and stretch. He then went into the kitchen to throw his dish away with his son behind him.
"What do you mean not exactly?" Hwoarang tilted his head bit.
"Your mentor, Baek called today. I told him about your problems." Cao started washing the dishes.
"And what happened?" Hwoarang asked he watch his father wash a few dishes.
"Your going away alright, but not to Military School. You're going to Japan to live with Baek." Cao stop washing the dishes.
Hwoarang looked at him dumbfounded. "Your kidding right?"
Cao dugged in his pocket and pulled out a ticket and handed it to Hwoarang. Hwoarang looked at the ticket and indeed it was a ticket to Japan.
"You leave first thing tomorrow morning." Cao walked by and patted Hwoarang shoulder. "Finish the dishes for me will you, I'll appreciate it." Then Cao walked upstairs to go to sleep. However, Hwoarang just kept staring at his plane ticket.
I hope you guys like the introduction and next chapter Hwoarang will be in Japan. Probably I'll update There's no I in Team tomorrow...probably okay.