Author: midorinohime
Rate: PG
Pairing: DaraGon
Summary:
Dara is a typical bubbly teen age girl. She has always been the princess of their school. She’s so pretty, smart, good performer, she’s almost perfect in school. She had many admirers yet she does not mind them.
She believes that somewhere, somehow, God had already chosen a guy who’s meant to be with her forever.
As I’ve said she’s almost perfect. It’s just that she’s so innocent when it comes to love and she believes that her prince is already looking for her, and so she would often tell her friends and suitors that she’d wait for him.
Then there goes Kwon Jiyong. What’s his role in this story? You’ll find out. ^^
"I think I already found him..." I murmured.
"What?" bom asked me, raising an eyebrow.
"I said... I already found him, bommie..."
"Who?"
"My Prince..."
"What prince..."
"I finally saw him..." I looked up with a dreamy look in my eyes. "my prince... I finally met him..."
Bom screamed, clapping her hands enthusiastically. "Omona, dara! who??? who's the lucky guy?!!"
"Dara! did I hear it right? you finally found the one? ha. no more confessions for your fanboys then" CL butted in, tapping one of our classmates.
After hearing bom's scream, of course everyone's attention's with us! But I dont really care haha.
I want everyone to know that I am already taken... Ooopps. Wrong! My heart is already taken.
I wonder what year he's in. I think he's a transfer. If that is the case, I hope the teachers would put him in our class.
She tilted her head a bit and cradled her chin in her palm, she thought, But that may not be possible, he looks a bit older than us. Maybe a senior?
That's weird because usually they don't let seniors transfer since they are already at their last year in high school.
"Yah! dara! spare us the suspense please!
I sighed "I don't know his name yet for I only saw him when I went to get my calculator. I'll tell you once I know who he is."
I realized that everyone in the class are either openly listening to bom, cl and my conversation or pretending not to care but you can see their ears almost extending to hear our voices.
Minzy is not with us since she's a year younger than we are. Actually, CL should not be with us too. I don't know why she's here.
"Well, its okay. Just point him to us if we come across him!"
"Dara-unnie! I can't believe you are now finally having a love life! FINALLY!"
CL was so happy to hear that I am now saying goodbye to 'I am not interested in love' kind of dialogues I always tell them. This kid actually likes to tease me whenever someone would approach me, especially Wooyoung. She knows that guy is really head over heels for me.
"By the way, Chaerin, what are you doing here?"
"I heard that the new teacher is going to teach your year! I was kind of hoping to see him."
"Oh. But our music class is not ‘till after English. So you should go back after two hours maybe." Bom informed her.
This teacher is really gaining popularity amongst the students. But I already have my prince.
I just have to make sure he'll fall for me too!
***********
Our math teacher did not have a class with us but she asked someone to look out for us. It's one of the seniors of the school, Jang Geun Seok. He's popular at school, too! He's like my guy counterpart. lol."Everyone, please take your respected seat. Mrs. Kim won't be here but she asked me to hand this to you." He pointed at the stack of papers he brought in, now on the desk. "You have to solve these questions, all of it, pass it to me before the class ends. Is it clear?"
The boys just groaned at the work we had to do, but the girls nodded possibly with pink hearts in their eyes. They are probably nodding without really comprehending what Jang-sunbae had just said. I, on the other hand continued my day dreaming about my prince.
sunbae called everyone’s name in the class for attendance and give one set of assignment.
“Sandara Park.” I jolly went to get my paper.
“I’m here!”
“Oooohh. So the ever elusive princess is here in this class. So did someone already get your precious yes?” he asked, with a playful smirk on his angel-like face, as I walked down the aisle. No. No. Not the aisle you are thinking of! You know just the aisle in the classroom.
“Ani. Sunbae, I give the question back to you.” I countered.
Geun Seok chuckled. “You, smart girl. Fine. Here you go. Answer it as best as you can, princess.”
That’s Geun Seok-sunbae. He’s the Math club president in our school. And he’s the ultimate crush of everyone, err. Almost everyone. Not including me and my friends.
Bom is crazy over her cousin’s friend whom we often hear from her. It’s always ‘TOP oppa this and TOP oppa that’. TOP is already first year college student. As to how he became friends with Bom’s cousin, I don’t know.
CL and Minzy only see him as a brother whom they can torture and play with. They often ask him to buy them ice cream or lollipop. Hehe. It’s childish? Nah. We love lollipops!
When everyone was finally settled and started answering the math problems, Geun Seok-sunbae spoke once again.
“Did I tell you that you’ll have a new class mate?”
That caught my attention. A new classmate! Is it him? Uwa! I hope it’s him! That would be great to study with him at the same class.
I could ask him about question I could not understand or PRETEND to not understand. Hehe. And then, I’d befriend him and ask him to hang out with Bommie and me. We’ll eat together at the cafeteria and go home together.
Someone will try to interrupt us on our way home and confess to me but he would not let him. Then he’ll say…
“Don’t ever go close to Dara ever again. She’s mine.” I giggled after thinking silly thoughts. Haha.
I am so excited to meet him.
***********
Our English teacher barged in suddenly and all of us looked at her, surprised."What are you doing here Mr. Jang?" Ms. Jamie asked.
You find her name weird? Well, she's not actually a Korean. She's an English teacher from the Philippines. She's the best English teacher we've ever had so far. Since most of the teachers we have had just taught us grammar and all. I am not saying grammar won't help us, it's just that those other teachers teach us the rules in grammar, ask us to write sentences or memorize sentences, questions and the answers to it that they already prepared. In short classes in English before spell the word BORING.
It's not fun at all.
But Ms. Jamie here is awesome! She makes us learn English in a fun way. She once told us that if a student is having fun in what he or she is studying, it is more likely that he or she will remember the lesson.
Although of course, in English we have to learn grammar rules, she told us that memorizing is not enough. We have to use it. That’s our problem. We are so afraid to speak English, especially with a foreigner.
If you speak English with a foreigner, you forget all the sentences you memorize and just stared dumbly at the foreigner, because of the fear to make a mistake in speaking the language.
I looked at the time. Oh, yes. It’s already time for English. Why did sunbae not ask us to pass the papers? Weird.
“Good Morning Ms. Jamie. Oh, Mrs. Kim asked me if I could watch over her class. She’s handling some affairs with the new transfer and the new teacher as well. But I think the kids are already done. Are you guys finished?”
Murmurs of yes sounded at the room and some rushed to give the paper to him. Those who were not finished yet pushed themselves to solve the last problem and ran to give the answer sheet to sunbae.
“All papers in?” he asked.
“Yes!” Geun Seok sunbae bowed respectfully to our English teacher. Wait did he just wink at her? Nah. Could not be. Hehe. Silly me.
“I’ll go ahead, Ma’am.”
“Wait, send the transfer in.” Ms. Jamie told Geun Seok-sunbae.
“My pleasure…” he answered seductively. Omo! Is he subtly flirting with our teacher. Sunbae! Haha. That’s why you push away those girls, you already have someone! Too bad she’s older than you! Fat chance she'd like you back. tsk tsk.
Ms. Jamie even asked him to… send the transfer in… TRANSFER… THE transfer student!
Will I finally meet him???!!!
Someone stepped in. All of our eyes focused on the new student.
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