Sorry...I took forever to update. I mean I had it done, I was just too lazy to update...yeah...enjoy (:

Disclaimer: Ideas from the movie - "The Haunting". (not in this chapter, anyway...)

Jessica's POV

Shinhwa High School was stunning; it was absolutely huge! I couldn't help admiring it the moment I looked out of the window of the car. I was so amazed by its immense size and grandness that I didn't even notice that I was holding up a line of honking cars.

"Yah! Jessica, what are you doing? Get out and go! Go!" my aunt screeched at me as she started to push me out of the car. I apologized, quickly

stumbled out, and rushed towards the school.

Since my aunt had no kids and there were no children that lived near her, the school bus did not stop by our house. My aunt had to drive me to school every day and trust me, she was not happy about it. I had to hear her mumble and complain about it the whole 30 minutes it took to drive to the school.

Nevertheless, once inside the school, all thoughts of the morning's depressing complaints were washed away; the brilliance of the school had trapped me in a trance, and I couldn't untangle myself from it. The inside of Shinhwa High was even better than the outside. The moment I walked through the building, I was greeted by a banner that read "Shinhwa High School". It had a seal on either end and was decorated with green, red, black, and gold: those were the school's colors. It was the largest and most extravagant school I'd ever attended, and I was awed by the standards here.

Of course, this was a special school that I had somehow managed to gain entrance to. Most Korean schools were nothing like this and I knew I wasprivileged enough to be able to attend this prestigious school. My stomach churned when I thought of how I would measure up to the other kids. Would I even be able to compare?

I shook the scary thoughts off and walked into the main office to get my daily schedule and was greeted by the lady at the head desk.

"Annyeonghaseyo!" she said enthusiastically.

"Annyeongaseyo. Uh, do you know where I can get my schedule?" I replied hesitantly.

"Oh, new student? Name please?" she asked, switching to a systematic tone.

"Jessica Jung."

My aunt and I had gone to the school a few days after I'd arrived and gotten my admittance form filled out to attend Shinhwa. So all I had to do now was tell them my name, and they would bring up my schedule.

Sure enough, the lady at the head desk opened up my form, printed out my schedule, and handed it to me.

I glanced at my schedule: 1st period: Physical Education, Teacher: Kim.

I smiled slightly since I'd rather have my physical skills tested with the Korean students rather than my educational ones. With a smirk on my face, I made my way through the grand hallways of Shinhwa High, towards the gymnasium.

/_-_-_\

I have to say that the Korean school system is not that different from the U.S one when it comes to popularity. The most popular boys and girls dominate the school and most times they weren't very nice. In the changing locker room the queens, or "Queenkas", of the school even dominated the locker room—the locker room!

As I changed into my gym uniform I watched a helpless girl being tormented by one of the queenkas, and I was so troubled by the queenka's condescending tone that I was prepared to burst out at her at any moment. I looked up from where I was tying my shoes and watched the scene unfold.

"Sun-Min, do you really think that you would ever compare with me? Who do you think you are? Don't you dare try that again!" The snobby girl was shouting at the other one. Everyone in the locker room was now slowly starting to gather around the two girls. The insolent girl's friends joined her behind her with a casual smirk on their faces.

"M-mianhae. I won't do it again!" she stuttered.

Then the girl did something that lit my blood on fire. Without a second thought she simply raised her hand and slapped the other girl across the face. Her face smacked against the locker with a thud. It was deathly quiet for a moment before the girl let out a scream and clutched her blazing face. The buzz of the locker room continued on without pause as if this was a normal occurrence.

"Hey!" I screamed without thinking. I walked over with my arms crossed."Who the hell do you think you are? What makes you think you have the right to go around slapping other students throughout the school?" As soon as the fierce words escaped my mouth I regretted it: it was my first day at a new school, and I was already straight on my way of having a rival.

The girl's head jerked in my direction and everyone quieted down; furthermore, they were all looking at me. After my outburst, there was no way I was going to stand down. I walked over towards the girl who cowered near the lockers and stood in front of her—almost protectively—to face the snobby bitch before me.

"Who are you?" she said rudely with a snort.

I gave her a half smile. "Jessica. And you?" I said, extending a hand. The adrenaline ran through me as I felt total disregard for what the consequences of this may be.

She snorted contemptuously. "I've never seen you around this school before. You're a new student?"

I dropped my hand but not my smile. "And you?" I repeated.

"Yah, answer her question!" one of the girls behind her shouted at me.

I shrugged casually, but I crossed my hands to cover up the slight tremble in my fingers. "Or what?" I wanted to do the right thing and defend this tormented girl but my own fight or flight instincts were kicking in.

"Yaah! Are you or are you not a new student?" the other girl behind her yelled.

I sighed dramatically; this was fun. "If you've never seen me here before and I'm now attending the school, what else would I be?" They didn't give me a reply. I sighed again. "Obviously I'm a new student!"

The cocky girl in front of me gave a dry laugh. "And what is a new student thinking, trying to stand up against me?"

"Why, are you someone important?" My mouth just would not shut up.

Her smile wiped off her face and her facial expression contorted into one of emotional anger. "How. Dare. You?" her voice rose at each word she said, and her cheeks was bright red with rage.

"Am I supposed to sit here and watch while someone else gets humiliated and slapped?" I retorted furiously. I was growing impatient and just wanted an out of this situation.

"This is your first day here and you dare to challenge me? Do you know who I am?" She was bristling with anger and she probably should have been intimidating, but I found the whole situation humorous, so I didn't drop the dramatic act.

"A bitch?" I said icily, and the atmosphere had to have dropped at least 50 degrees.

I knew I had pushed her to the limit, so I was prepared for her very girly but firm slap coming at me. Just before her slender hand was going to connect with my face, I grabbed it and twisted it around which caused her to shriek out with pain as I forced her down.

"You fight like one too." I smirked and then let her go. I was about to walk away when one of the two girls behind her tried to punch me and since I didn't see that one coming, it did connect with me. My head snapped forward and I felt blood from where I had bit my tongue. Although it didn't hurt much, it wasn't pleasurable either. Before I could attack back, we were all disrupted in between our "intense" fight.

"What is going on here?" a lady with sweats and a whistle around her neck shrieked: one of the gym teachers.

"New girl here just punched me," the conceited bitch sniffled as she pointed an accusing finger at me. I shot her a deathly glare; what a liar!

The gym teacher glanced at me and her anger slightly disappeared. "You must be the new student. The transfer student? Everyone, this is—we'll do

introductions when everyone is there. Everyone. Get changed and run upstairs to the gym!" the teacher told us all and walked outside of the locker room.

"Transfer student?" the snobby girl spat at me. "From where?"

I ignored her and went up towards the gymnasium like the gym teacher had instructed.

/_-_-_\

The gym was extremely crowded once I got up there. Most of the boys were already there, and the majority girls were coming up behind me. Since I didn't really know anyone, I just found a spot and stood there waiting for further instruction.

"That was quite something you did back there."

I looked up at the owner of the voice—it was a tall, pretty girl with long black hair. She had a kind half-smile plastered to her face and her arms were crossed behind her as she stood and smiled at me.

I smiled back. "I just can't stand people like that."

The girl nodded understandingly. "I'm Yoona," she said as she held out a hand, "nice to meet you."

"Jessica." I surprisingly felt quite comfortable with her and was able to smile genuinely back. Just then the whistle blew and all the students walked to a spot in the gym and sat down. They started to form rows and lines.

"Do you have your squad spot?" Yoona asked me.

"Huh?"

"Squad spot?" she asked again.

"Oh. No." I responded stupidly.

The whistle blew again and the male gym teacher pointed at me to come over to him at the front of the gymnasium.

"Jessica Jung?" the male asked me quietly and I nodded. He was about to send me over to an assigned squad spot when the female teacher stopped him.

She faced me towards all the other students as she said, "Everyone, this is Jessica Jung. She is a transfer student from America who will be going to school from here on out. Please treat her with the respect and kindness that this school holds and take care of her."

I had to stop myself from snorting out loud because of the fray that had just taken place a few minutes before in the locker room. Treat me kindly with respect? Yeah right. Anyhow, I bowed awkwardly, feeling slightly nervous in front of all the other students and made my way over to my squad spot.

/_-_-_\

Unfortunately, my first day of gym class didn't turn out exactly like I wanted it to. The kids were way better athletes than I thought they would be, and they creamed us in our game of football (soccer). I was feeling pretty defeated, because I knew there was no way I'd exceed in academics compared to them. Throughout my next classes I got the same introductions, but I didn't really pay attention much to what was going on in them, mostly because I didn't understand it. Luckily, Yoona turned out to be in a lot of my classes, which I was really relieved about because I'm sure my first day would be a lot worse without her.

By lunch time I was starving seeing as we have lunch after 5th period, so I was just about ready to eat anything I could find. Yoona invited me to her lunch table along with some of her friends, and I gladly accepted.

"So, who is she anyway? The girl from this morning?" My muffled voice asked Yoona as I popped some rice into my mouth.

"What happened this morning?" Tiffany—one of Yoona's friends—asked.

I gave her a devious grin. "I think I met one of the queenkas of the school!"

Tiffany frowned a little but before she could respond Yoona answered my question.

"Her name is Kim Hyuna. She is the queenka of the school, along with a few of her other friends. But you should steer clear of her. Although she's a snobby bitch that makes me want to punch her lights out, her dad owns the school. She most likely could have you kicked out of the school at any moment. Better not to get into too many fights with her." Yoona said as she looked at Hyuna's table across the cafeteria.

During Yoona's whole speech, my mouth had continued to drop lower and lower. "Her dad owns the school?" I asked her and she nodded gravely at me.

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath. Yoona chuckled a little.

"Yah, don't feel so bad about it. As long as you keep away from her, you'll be alright."

"So you're the famous Jessica Jung everyone's talking about?" A deep voice spoke from behind me. I turned around to see who it was and saw a tallboy with very dark brown hair smiling at me. He was actually very handsome, but I had no idea who he was. I heard some of my new friends squeal quietly at his arrival and let a smile appear on my face.

"Everyone's talking about me?" I asked.

He laughed lightly. "Yeah. Your first day here and you decided to stand up to Kim Hyuna? Pretty impressive," he said.

I laughed. "I didn't know who she was at the time."

"Are you saying that if you did, you wouldn't have stood up to her?"

I frowned slightly and tilted my head, thinking. "No," I finally said, "I would have anyway."

He smiled at me again. "I'm Yong Junhyung."

"Jessica Jung," I laughed and bowed my head slightly in my seat.

"See you around," he said and went back to his table.

"Know him?" I asked the rest of my table when he was gone.

Yoona shook her head from side to side with a crooked smile on her face. "First day of school here and one of the hottest guys at school approaches you! Where do you get that type of magic from?" she asked.

I laughed. "Do you know him?"

"Well, yeah, sort of. But he's never approached me like that," she replied and I could see a little disappointment on her face.

I shrugged and finished my food quickly as the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. I looked at my schedule and went to my locker to gather my things for the next class. Right when I shut my locker, I was slammed hard against it. I dropped my books as a groan escaped my lips.

I looked up and my pain was forgotten as anger ignited within me. Hyuna and her group of bitches were smiling down at me. With a devilish grin, Hyuna kicked my books from my hands a few feet ahead of me.

"I'm sure by now you've heard who I am. So I'm sure by now you'll know that you are no person to mess with me. Stay out of my way, unless you want to get shipped right back to America." Hyuna smirked at me.

I would have gladly continued the fight from this morning, but I knew she was right. If her father actually did own this school, there was no way I could compete with her. So just like that, I took her insults without a word. She cackled like a hyena and stalked away, the four other queenkas also laughing their asses of and following her like little puppies.

Although I couldn't fight my opponent, I knew that I had just made myself a new enemy.

Thanks for telling my mistakes in the Korean grammar, btw! Yes, seeing as I'm not a Korean, I'm not the best in that. But...you know..I improvise. And I agree...Jessica is too perfect so I gave her some flaws. And also the main plot won't start until the next few chapters...sorry I drag things out waaay too much. It's a curse.. o.O

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