Audrey POV
I decided to park my hair to school today, so I parked it in a high ponytail. I returned the hairbrush to the drawer, staring at myself in the dressing mirror- I'm looking a bit different, but I like it.
My eyes landed on my boobs in the mirror and his word replayed in my head instantly. 'Tits? I can't even see a tit',
I shut my eyes as those words came flowing in.
'And that's my question, do you even have one?'
I groaned, opening my eyes.
“Are these not well seen enough?” I cupped my boobs in my hands.
“Of course, they're well seen” Mum spoke behind me and I flinched.
Did I say that aloud?
“When did you get here, mum?” I turned to her and asked.
She rolled her eyes before walking close to me.
“Who said your breasts are not well seen?” She asked, glancing at my chest with a serious look.
“It's no one,” I replied simply and quickly diverted my eyes from her- walking to my bed to carry my backpack.
“Uh mm, May I know why you're leaving for school this early?” She further asked.
I chuckled.
“Seriously mum?”
“You want me to be a late comer?” I joked, throwing my backpack to my back.
She just stares at me, obviously not satisfied with my earlier response, but I can't possibly tell her Duffer bluntly said I don't have tits to my face.
“I need to finish up with an assignment this morning,” I told her, hoping she would be convinced.
“What assignment, Mi cha?” She asked with pop-eyed and paused to glanced at the wall clock.
“This is 6:45am Audrey, exact time you wake up every day” She exaggerated.
I twitched my lips from side to side as I watch her talk.
“So, tell me, what assignment are you talking about?” She asked, with her both hands, akimbo.
“Bye mum” I placed a light kiss on her cheek before rushing out of my room.
“Audrey!” She yelled after me.
I poked my head inside, grinning.
“Don't worry mum, I still have some cash with me” And with that, I blew her a kiss and shut the door.
***
F**k the security men for delaying me with their irrelevant questions; I cussed with gritted teeth.
I just pray she's not in school yet… I thought, counting my steps carefully in the hallway.
Furthermore, I got to the entrance of the class and poked my head in first, to check if there's someone in.
After I confirmed there's no one in the class, I quickly walked in and headed straight to Duffer's desk.
I bent down and searched for the letter, but I can't find anything like that, except from his rough drawings.
I stare at one of his drawings with pure adoration- it's a garden and I caught a glimpse of a boy sitting in the middle of it, probably lonely.
It looks so neat and enticing.
I smile, trailing a finger on every bit of it.
Honestly, Duffer is very talented.
And this drawing reminds me of my sketch at home- Aaron's art.
I just pray I meet with him sooner.
After a while, I heard distinct footsteps, approaching.
Oh, my…
I quickly returned the drawing to where I picked it from and rushed to the back of the class, and squeezed myself under one of the desks.
The person walked into the class and I presumed its crazy Blondie. I carefully stretched my neck to look, and yes, she's truly the one.
I watched as she brought out a white envelope from her backpack and dropped it under Duffer's desk.
“I love you, Min jun, She uttered, and I huffed.
She bent a little and pressed her lips to Duffer's chair, grinning so hard.
I rolled my eyes.
Silly.
She should just get the f**k out of the class already, this place is choking.
And it was just like a wish come true, she adjusted her backpack on her shoulder and strode out of the classroom.
Thank goodness.
I muffled a groan as I came out of my hiding- dusting my skirt with my hand.
I heaved a sigh and tiptoed towards Duffer's desk again.
I darted my eyes around before bending to pick the goddamn letter.
A wide smile crept on my lips as I stare at it in my hand.
“Now await your punishment too, Blondie” I mumbled with a smirk while tapping the white envelope on my palm.
Jordan POV
“It's my pleasure to have you here, Mr. Park,” The principal enthused as he shook hands with my Dad.
Yeah. My Dad is one of the most influential figures in the society, and I earn a lot through that alone- aside my charming look.
“Same here, Mr. An”
“But I still wonder why my son insisted on this school though” Dad chuckles and the principal also joined.
“Is there anything special about the school?” He asked, and the principal just smile and turned to look at me.
“You're going to like it here, boy”
“I promise” He said to me, still smiling, but I just gave a nod.
“I'll take my leave now” Dad announced, standing on his feet and the principal also did the same.
“You're welcome, Mr. Park” They shook hands again.
“You'll get the transfer letter before the week runs out,” Dad told him.
“You don't need to bother yourself Mr. Park, everything is absolutely under control”
“So do not worry about a single thing” The principal assured.
Dad nodded with a smile and turned to me.
“Is there anything else?” He asked me.
“No, Dad,” I shook my head sideways with a bright smile on my face.
“Thank you very much, Mr. An” Dad said, and the principal quickly stretched his hand forward for another handshake.
“You're always welcome, Sir” Dad gladly shook hands with him again.
“Be a good boy, son” He pressed a hand to my shoulder and I nodded curtly.
“Bye” He said and walked out at once, with his hands tucked in his pocket.
“Bye, sir” The principal grinned.
What's up with this bald man?
He faced me, still grinning.
“Now I'll gladly take you to your class myself, Jordan,” He said, coming forward from his seat.
I followed the principal as he entered the class.
The class was noisy at first but fell to silence immediately the principal walked in.
Whoa.
"Good morning class!” The principal greeted jovially.
“Good morning sir” The class chorused, but I noticed they're all exchanging glances among themselves.
“This is Jordan,” He glanced at me before turning to the class again.
“The only son of the famous Mr. Park” He emphasized, and a light gasp fell from everyone's mouth. I smiled inwardly.
“You should all be nice to him, he's one of you from now on”
My eyes scanned all the faces that are on the seat, and it got to a face, a particular face, and I found myself not looking away.
Whoa.
She's just so pretty.
I guess she noticed my gaze on her, but the look she shot me in return is what I don't understand.
I mean, she's supposed to be jumping around the whole class that I Jordan acknowledged her.
“You, get up” The principal pointed to a guy, sitting close to the girl.
“Find another seat”
The boy frowned and carried his backpack and left his seat.
“That's your seat” He said to me and I just nodded before walking up to the seat.
“Have a nice day” The principal said and left.
I sat down on the seat next to the guy sitting so close to her, the principal should have sent this one sitting here away instead.
“Hey!” I called his attention, but he's not answering.
Is he deaf?
I tapped his shoulder lightly, and he finally turned to me.
“I prefer your seat,” I told him, trying to sound polite.
He just stares at me.
Maybe he doesn't understand.
“I meant come take my seat, then I take yours,” I smiled.
He returned to what he was doing without saying a word, and I felt like throwing him a punch in his ugly face immediately.
I scoffed.
How dare he?
Does even know who I am?