Weirdoll|2YEON|ENG

First school day

IMPORTANT: This story is based on "I'm not for you" by mayerly_wtf. I decided to write a similar story because I needed another story like that and, besides, some of you don't have the opportunity to read it because you may don't speak Spanish. It contains explicit scenes and language.

+ There may be grammar mistakes (that I also notice and try to correct) since it is a translation of my work written in my native language.+

The two girls had entered the courtyard of the prestigious Joongdong High School in Seoul. They walked slowly and peered at the various students from their Givenchy sunglasses. The taller one would have struck them with a single glance if she took off her lenses, while the other knew that these people didn't deserve her attention.

-So this would be the most prestigious school in Seoul? In Los Angeles at least we had competition.-Nayeon commented, while her Chanel's black heels touched the first tile of the school.

-The rich guys here in Seoul are not that hor, the poor are better.- said Tzuyu.

-Have you seen the uniforms they gave us? I hate them. They are too much for innocent babies.

Tzuyu took off her glasses and looked around. The school wasn't like the one in Los Angeles at all, but it couldn't be said to be horrible. The girl looked to the right and saw a boy looking at her friend. A grin appeared on her face.

-Look, that poor idiot has been staring at you since we entered.- she whispered to her friend. Nayeon looked where Tzuyu was looking at and saw the boy. -I bet Minhyuk won't like it if I tell him.

Nayeon rolled her eyes.  -As if I did it on purpose to be attractive. I'm wearing a stupid uniform and they're watching me anyway.

-You could avoid stilettos and fiery red lipstick.

-Minhyuk will take care of it when he comes to her. If he comes. Where did he go?- Nayeon took her phone from her Chanel purse and searched for her boyfriend's contact. She brought the device to her ear and, after four rings, Minhyuk answered.  -Love, where are you?- Tzuyu rolled her eyes. Minhyuk wasn't her favorite person.

Tzuyu, who was Taiwanese but grew up in Los Angeles after her parents moved there for work when she was two, looked around and saw a group of boys looking at her and her friend. -Uh lala, it seems that I know what I'll be doing tonight- she said looking at one of them. She winked at him and the boy returned with a mischievous smile.

-Listen to me, Lee Minhyuk, if you don't arrive in five minutes, we won't f*ck for a week.

Tzuyu shook her head and walked away from her friend. She walked over to the boy she had been eyeing and, as her prediction, he walked away from his group of friends and walked over to her.

-Hello, are you new? I'm Jeon Jungkook.- the boy introduced himself with a bow.

-Chou Tzuyu.- said the girl, holding out her hand.

Jungkook looked at it and then shook it. - You're not from here.

-Intuitive.- she commented sarcastically. -I am half Taiwanese and half American.

-Your Korean is good.

-Tell me something I don't know. My friend's parents are Korean. We grew up studying it because we knew we were moving here.

-What do you think of Seoul?

-It's not Los Angeles.- Tzuyu looked behind her and saw Minhyuk with his hands resting on his knees taking breath. -Now excuse me but that ass face my friend's boyfriend has arrived. We have to go to our class, as there are no courses here but everyone takes the same lessons.

-There are actually extracurricular activities.

-I know it. I participate in that of economics.

-Fantastic. I am in the soccer team.

Tzuyu walked away and went to her friend and her boyfriend. She rolled her eyes once more when she saw Minhyuk touch her butt without too much discretion.

-Chou Tzuyu! I see you have already adapted to Korean boys.

-They're not all ass faces like you.

-So, how did you go with that boy- Nayeon asked with her arms wrapped around the boy's waist.

-He's a d*ck.

-Typical of Chou Tzuyu. If he doesn't know economics or law, he's an idiot.

-I said d*ck, not idiot, Ass face.

-Okay... Shall we go find our class?-Nayeon asked.

-It should be on the second floor, in the corridor to the right.- Minhyuk said.

-So in addition to p*rn you are also looking for useful things?-Tzuyu asked him, starting to walk.

-Just this morning I saw one you were in.- Minhyuk retorted.

-So that's why you were late, you ugly pervert? You were looking at other naked women?- Nayeon asked. They were lucky that most people didn't understand English, which was the language they used to communicate with each other.

-No, Nay, he was chatting with someone. Do you remember when we caught him at the club with Blaire?

Nayeon rolled her eyes. She hated to remember that story that saw her boyfriend exactly three months ago in the restroom of the nightclub they used to go in Los Angeles getting a blow job from a girl from their former school.

Up the stairs, they turned right and immediately found their classroom. Nayeon, to mark her territory, squeezed Minhyuk's right arm. The three entered the room and found themselves with all eyes on them.

-They are new!- exclaimed a girl.  -Hi, I'm Sana. Are you Korean? You don't look like it.- she said looking at Tzuyu. -Where do you come from? Why did you move out?

-Tzuyu, either you make her stop, or I do it.- Nayeon said, frowning.

-Listen, sweetie, we only answer reporters' questions. Perhaps.

-Reporters? Are you famous?- asked a short girl.

-Chaeng, didn't you hear that the daughters of the creators of the Chim would arrive?- a pale skinned girl asked her friend, referring to the fathers of Tzuyu and Nayeon, who had created phones that were having a lot of success.

-Hello, we are happy to welcome you to our class. I'm Park Jihyo, the president of the student council.- said a girl with big eyes, reaching out her hand waiting for someone to shake it.

Minhyuk knew Tzuyu and Nayeon well, so he decided to be the one to reciprocate.

-Who says this?- asked Nayeon.

-Last year I was the president and I think they will vote for me.

-It's all to be seen- the American told her.

-When Im Nayeon is in the way, people usually lose.- Tzuyu said, and then went to sit at the second desk in the row near the window.

Jihyo looked at Nayeon in surprise. She wasn't used to such rude people.

-Honey, let's go sit down.- Minhyuk said placing his hands on Nayeon's shoulders. Nayeon moved her shoulders to move Minhyuk's hands and went to the first desk in front of Tzuyu. Minhyuk immediately followed. -Love?

-Don't touch me, you looked at her boobs.

Tzuyu laughed heartily. -Guess who will stay without f*cking for a week?-Tzuyu asked.

A girl sighed. -These Americans are weird.

Tzuyu turned behind. -You are the one talking about it? I saw you talking to the food machine before.

-It didn't give me chips.- the girl justified herself.

-Momo, do you have chips?- asked Sana.

-I ate them...

Here we are with a new story. I want to highlight that most of the ideas are not mine but the original author's, I'm just trying to recreate a similar book but it will never be as beautiful as that.

I'm still writing this, so I don't promise frequent updates.