Well here is another chapter and I hope you enjoy.

From just one afternoon in a club, the whole group tried to find out what Feng could do. Everything was basically well balanced in everything. From all of the members, Mei took care of the clothes and fashion, Kiku controlled the effects on stage as well as the technology with some support from Rithisak and Kanoa, Soo Yong handled the music and choreography of the dances, Andres does some of the singing and plays guitar, Tao also does some singing on stage but mostly dances with Soo Yong, Kasem is the vice-president who plays, Yao is the President of the club, Lien is the secretary and plays bass guitar, and Melati is basically the reporter telling all about the band and spreading its popularity around the school and asks questions asking if they think the band is good, she also plays keyboard. Even though Yao is the president, Kasem kind of runs everything since he is always has to keep an eye on Soo Yong and Hong Kong all the time. Besides Kasem tries to make sure everything is ready and perfect.

"Well what are you good at?" asked the Thai. "We need to figure out where you could fit in…"

"Why don't we just wait until we see something that she could do well," suggested Kanoa. "Besides we should start thinking about our next performance." Kiku nodded.

"Yes we should and I bet there are things you could help out Feng. What do you say?" asked the Japanese. Feng gave a simple nod.

"Sure I don't mind. Besides I could just help out in anything."

"Alright, we have taken care of our new member and now let's think about our next performance," announced Yao. "Anybody have some ideas?" Mei raised her hand. "Yes Mei?"

"Well I think we should do a theme of our new member. I mean that's what we always do," suggested Andres. However it was true. When there was a new member, they would usually make the theme about that person to make them feel welcomed and important. A particular Filipino would usually suggest and come up with.

"Alright then aru. Anyone who agrees with Andres raises their hand," said Yao. All of the hands rose and it was decided. "Alright then that's our theme aru. Now we need to know more about you Feng.

All eyes were on her. "Yes of course… um… well what do you want to know?" Mei beamed and raised her hand. "Yes Mei?"

"Well first what is your favorite color?"

"R-" before she could reply, she caught herself almost saying that color. She finally answered, "White." The Taiwanese made notes about the color thinking what colors will go perfect with white that would look good on Feng. Next Soo Yong asked a question without raising his hand.

"What is your favorite music?" asked the Korean who was much energized.

"Soo Yong raise your hand before you speak aru!" scolded Yao. The Korean simply just waited for Feng to reply.

"Well it doesn't really matter to me, just as long as it is not heavy metal. I kind of like classical music and anything that has meaning… I really don't think about these things," replied the Singaporean.

"Hm… this will be hard da-ze~ Hm…" the Korean was in deep thought. He wasn't really expecting classical though the girl did seem very professional the way she acts and looks. He should have known this was coming. However she did like music that would somewhat touch the heart which is found by most of the members in the club. "I'll see what I could do then." After that Tao raised his hand.

"What is your question Tao?" asked Feng.

"Since Soo Yong is having a hard time and I as well work with the music and choreography, I'll ask you a favor if you don't mind," replied Tao. "Can you write a poem about yourself? It could be about anything you could think of just as long as the poem tells something about you or is referring to you."

"Hey that's pretty smart Tao way to go," complimented Andres. "That's actually pretty smart since music is sometimes basically a poem only you sing. Well the lyrics are." Tao nodded. That was what he intended it seemed.

"That's exactly where I'm going for," for a moment Yao seemed unsure about the idea. From their conversation with Kiku and Melati added, he seemed to suspect that it had to do with Kiku and his theory.

"I think the idea is great Tao!" commented Melati.

"Alright then, Feng do you mind doing a simple assignment?" asked Kasem. The Singaporean nodded.

"Then it's settled. You can give the poem to either me or Soo Yong," answered Tao. "But I think you should hand it to me."

"Hey!" yelled the Korean at the Cantonese.

Yao sighed. "Will both of you calm down aru?" They both settled down just as he instructed. Kiku started to raise his hand.

"Yes?" asked Feng.

"Well I want to ask a couple of questions if that is alright and I think this will also benefit Melati, too," said the Japanese. "First what are your favorite flower, animal, and bird?"

"Isn't it animal and bird kind of the same?" asked Rithisak. Melati shook her head.

"I think he asked the animal and bird for some design, kind of saying collaboration of two different living beings. Besides if it was just one animal, there wouldn't be much variety since I think Kiku finds that with three things, it looks more appealing," explained the Indonesian. Kiku nodded.

"Well…" Feng thought for a moment. The same type of thinking she had when she was thought what was her favorite color. She finally answered. "My favorite flower is the Bunga Raya or the Chinese Hibiscus, my favorite animal is the tiger, and my favorite bird is a dove." Andres looked at Feng perplexed. He wanted to ask if that flower and bird was really her favorite, but ignored.

"I see…" answered the Japanese writing a couple notes.

"Well that could actually make a good theme for the poster. Maybe something's here and there, but I think I could work everything out in some flyers and probably décor, right Kiku?" Kiku nodded. Andres raised his hand.

"Yes?" asked Feng.

"Do you want to perform on stage?" asked Andres. He didn't really think she wanted to join, but he always asks this question to everyone.

"Well it depends what I have to do. I could probably do some simple gestures in dancing and maybe some singing, just something I'm able to do I guess. I think I would probably play an instruments depending what will fit for the song Tao and Soo Yong could compose," answered Feng. She didn't really want to be on stage, but if it will help gain popularity, this event could possibly have a greater chance in being student council president. Andres was surprised at first, but he understood why she would do it. She seemed to be the type of person who would do anything to reach her goal.

"Alright then. Why don't Soo Yong, Tao and I see what you can do tomorrow after school?" suggested Andres. "Is that alright with everyone?"

"I'm in da-ze!" replied the Korean.

"Sure why not?" said Tao with a usual expression.

"Aw~" Mei seemed disappointed. Lien looked at Mei.

"Is something wrong?" asked Lien.

"I wanted to go shopping with Lien, Feng, and Melati. I wanted to see what designs suited her," she pouted.

"Well I think it would be better if you schedule that on a Friday or Saturday Mei. We need to concentrate on school as well," said Kasem. "Besides, we still have plenty of time and Feng already has a lot planned, right Feng?"

"I-It's alright, but I have to agree with Kasem, Mei. I really need to work hard and study every day to stay at the top," Feng said kindly. She didn't want to be rude, but shopping wasn't really her thing. She would rather study than go around dazing at clothes.

"F-fine…" said Mei.

"So is there any other questions aru?" asked Yao. There weren't any hands going up. "Alright then I guess everything is good for today then." He stretched his arms.

"I got all of the notes for today. So if anyone wants to know what's up, just ask me," said Lien.

"Thanks Lien you're a big help," said Kasem.

"N-no problem," Lien blushed slightly.

Everyone was dismissed and everyone started packing up their things to go home or to the dorms. Andres lived in his aunt's house, so he walks a different direction from Feng. However Feng, Lien, and Kasem seem to live near each other. Feng always gets up early to go to school, but sometimes sees Lien taking a like jog. They never talked to each other a lot until today.

"How do you like the club Feng?" asked Keasem.

"Good I guess. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves. I think I'll stay in the club and be in the student council as well," answered Feng.

"Aren't they recruiting new members? I heard they start tomorrow," asked Lien.

"That's right. I already know that Feng is going to be sent the letter first out of all of the newcomers and everyone else," he said.

"You really are a big deal Feng. That's really amazing," complimented Lien. Feng shook her head.

"Not really. I still need to work hard. I'm still not good enough," answered Feng.

"Not good enough for what?" asked Lien.

"Many things. I guess you could say I want to be at the top," was her answer. Everyone was silent for a moment when Kasem spoke.

"You know Feng, Andres is also in the student council," Feng's eyes widened.

"Really? He never told me," was her reply. She knew her friend was intelligent and a hardworking person, but didn't really think that he would join the student council.

"That's right. I thought you knew," said Lien. Feng shook her head.

"Well actually he talked a lot about you in the past with the club members and his other close friends. He just didn't say your name for some reason. When Arthur told that there was a transfer student from Singapore, his eyes widened and he was the most excited when he heard your name. Everyone assumed it was the friend he was talking about. We all expected to be like he described you but he said that you might have changed since it's been a long time since you guys met face to face," said Kasem.

Feng didn't really think Andres would get so excited over a friend but thinking about it this was Andres after all. Lien continued for Kasem.

"And apparently he was right. He described you back then as a person who likes to be around many people and that you are very clumsy. He said you were always wanting some bubble tea and would sometimes pout when you wouldn't get any," Feng tried not to blush. What was her friend thinking talking about her like that? It was embarrassing. "The day you came, everyone went around you and looked at you, right?" she nodded. "That's because they heard a lot about you. They were expecting you to be fun and cheerful, but you were more formal with everything you do. You had a lot of manners and you never complained and you are always strict in tidiness. Andres could tell the difference, but he still treated you the same as he always does. That's what he told us. He said that even if you do change, Feng was still there both the new and old."

Lien finished and Feng thought for a moment. She really did change. She knew this whole time she was different than her old self. She would always think to herself that her old self was weak and naïve. She knew that Andres would notice the difference, but even so he treated her as if she were still the cheerful little girl she used to be. She thought that their relationship would easily change, but her calculations her wrong. Feng smiled and knew why she was wrong at the time ever since.

"The reason that he still treats me like he used to is because that is his nature. His nature is odd. It could bend one way or another. He could be at one point the gentlest guy you would ever know to the devil himself. He is someone who wouldn't let changes get in his way. He is a very hardworking and a very admirable person," she said. Kasem and Lien smiled.

"That basically wraps it all up about that guy," says Lien.

"Yup," agreed Kasem. He looked at Feng and stared.

"Is something wrong?" asked Feng. He shook his head.

"Not really. Just thinking…"

As they all walked into different sections of the area of the large wealthy apartments, Kasem and Lien waved good-bye to Feng and Feng did the same. Kasem and Lien walked side by side. They were actually neighbors so they always walk together to and from school together. Feng continued walking until she reached her apartment. Each apartment building was fairly large all neat and tidy, just the way Feng liked it. As she put her key through the keyhole, she unlocked and opened the door. "I'm home," she whispered to herself and closed the door.

Ever since she came to America, she has felt less concealed. Back in Singapore, she would always have to get home at 5 o' clock sharp, have to report straight to her father's office, and report to her parents about her day. After that she would be dismissed. The routine seems simple, but it was lonely. She didn't want to feel out of place making unnecessary emotions and always kept a straight face when they were around. She wasn't expected to be hanging around friends or peers outside of school, so she didn't really hang out with other people and didn't have any close friends back home. Her parents expect the absolute best out of her and expect her to go beyond any other regular student. She got straight A's and was a prodigy in various things such as music. She could play a couple of instruments such as the piano, violin, and the erhu and won some competitions during her parent's travels around the world. She tries to exceed her parents' expectations, no matter how difficult they are. Still, in America she will try to be the best out of the best, but now she could now be making friends and hanging out with her good old childhood friend, Andres.

She got to her desk and did her homework and mechanical for at least an hour making sure everything was neat and perfect. After that, she got out a sheet of paper and began to think about her poem. She sighed. "I don't want to write something that burdens my soul, but Tao did say you just have to write anything about you." She began writing her first stanza and puts a lot of thought into it. She finally put down her pencil and the first stanza that says:

The vividness of the warm sun is the way you smile for me,

For whenever I sob over simple things,

Your arms would wrap around with compassion,

And I would cry softly as you say,

"I'm always here so don't cry now."

She continued with her poem as her hand starts shaking as she writes.

As we silently crawled through the night,

We heard things that shouldn't have been heard.

But with the moment the pitch blackness erupt and faded,

We made a promise that stated,

"Remember we are here for you."

Feng gave a small smile. "We are here for you… we always have been with you…" She continued with the peom.

When you felt pain that burdened your heart,

She would always make a façade that says,

'I'm alright.'

I knew those true feelings,

But you would always lie to protect me.

Why wasn't I about to support you

As you always did for me?

There were times that I would pout,

In simple things such as a small snack,

But you would make me happy either way.

As your world came crashing down

With the agony you felt

On your shoulders.

Why is that I

Couldn't be there with you?

Why did this happen to you I have wondered…

Now I feel your whole pain,

That destroys you every day just like a storm.

I feel unstable with these burdens,

I feel unfamiliar with my own home,

I feel as if nothing matters.

I even recognize that my own self has changed.

Where did that girl go with those cheerful smiles?

Where did she go with that optimistic personal?

Why do I feel now that I am nothing but rust?

Feng placed her pencil down as her hands were sweating instantly. All of her feelings are coming after her in an instant, her madness and insanity is overflowing her. She starts crying out loud as her hands gripped her head tightly. Her eyes were swollen up from her crying. "What is wrong with me? I need to pull myself together or I'll…" She paused for a moment. "I would be of no worth or value. I'll be useless."