2 Page 1: I Am On The Verge Of Getting Expelled!?

Friday, January 7, Teacher's lounge.

Amelia.

Dear Diary,

It was the first hour in the morning and I was already summoned to the teacher's office.

The teacher gazed at the answer papers spread across her desk. Listlessly fidgeting the pen now enclosed inside Ms Grace's sharp, polished fingers, she looked at me with a weird expression that, I suspect was close to something called as, disgust. I looked down in silence and quietly tried to count the rhythmic pentameter of the fan.

1..

2..

3..

And, here it goes..

"Seriously, C minuses and D minuses again, in almost in every single paper. Your mother is not gonna be happy with this.."

She nodded her head in disappointment.

I bit my lips not minding to look up with my head still tilting vertically down at the floor.

Well, I had no say for this.

I mean, I know that I have tried my best. But, no matter what I do my grades just wouldn't work with me. I tried going to tuitions, institutions and even appointed a personal hometutor who turned out as a total dweeb, by the way. I attended yoga classes, tried meditating positive thinking, ate the special vitamin tonics my mom bought to become more smarter..

And yet, nothing actually works..

Ms Grace zoomed her tin-rimmed spectacles as she examines my papers.

"I have never seen answers this bizarre, Ms Jeong..You have gotten every single question wrong (Well, I have attended the answers. That's something..right..?) Geez, I don't even know whether this is your answer paper, or a child's art note. And, why the hell have you scribbled your name so many times over here..?" She pointed on the answer sheet.

"I-I was just practicing my autograph, Mam.. " I mused.

"On your math paper! Weren't you supposed to be in the middle of the calculation process by then??"

"I was looking for an inspiration, Ms Grace!"

"Silence!!" she roared and angrily scattered my other papers over the desk.

Gee, then why did you ask me if you are gonna tell me to shut my mouth. That's very clever of you Ms Grace.

"And, look at this.. what is the capital of China, Ms Jeong..Hongkong??" Now waving my history paper... 'Hendry the 8th was the son of Queen Elizabeth, the virgin queen!! Where have you locked your common sense?

"And..."

Her eyes widened as she showed me the map we were supposed to draw for Geography..

"This.is.the map.of.Asia..?" She pointed the perfect oval I had drawn on the answer paper and snuck in a deep breath..."Oh my gosh.. My head really hurts.. I can't handle this chaos any longer, Ms Jeong..If you continue fooling around like this any.... Ms Jeong.. Amelia!.. AMELIA..!! Are you even listening to me!?"

I continued chewing the bubble gum on my mouth musing Taylor Swift's "Love story" on my head utterly bored by Ms Grace's long lousy lecture and tried recalling the wonderful-ish dream, I had last night.

'I was there, admith the garden lying on a bed. The birds were chirping, the trees were singing, the sun was shining ( in a pretty way) and the atmosphere was so.. Magical. My eye lids slowly flung open and looked around feeling my heart pounding on my chest.

Where is he..? I wondered when the galloping of the horse hovered across my ears. I quickly adjusted my blue sleeves, dark hair, tightened the red bow and brushed my Snow-white gown pretending to go back to my deep sleep.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw the prince got down from his white horse. His face was blurry.. probably because I was supposed to be sleeping and not peering at him with my shrunk eyes. So under this circumstance I had obviously imagined the prince's face to as that of Derrick Han, my greatest crush who I am destined to belong with since forever..

I felt his strong yet fuzzy arms surround my shoulders. I squeezed my green eyes. Oh my gosh! I was gonna get my first kiss! ( Even if it's only in my dream..)

And, that's when I felt a slimy drool fall over my rosy cheeks. I abruptly opened my eyes and found myself staring at the face of a Fox! I blinked my eyes and abruptly pushed him on the side gasping. Of course, his hands would be strong yet furry because the one who is supposed to be my dashing prince had turned out as a Red Fox!!

My breath chocked my throat. I wasn't even able to breath for a few seconds. My mind quickly thought of the things that would happen if I were to die.

My mom would be so upset. She has great dreams for me. Stella, my sister would lose the only nuisance of her life. Sarah, my best friend would definitely miss her only Romedy loving partner! And.. What about my real crush? Will he miss me? No, he wouldn't. He doesn't even know that I exist in the world!

No.. No.. My life would become so..'

"AMELIA JEONG! SNAP OUT FROM YOUR DAYDREAM!!!" I abruptly returned back to the staff room and find Ms Grace glaring at me in a super annoyed manner.

"Y-Yes, Mam!" I shunddered at the voice of my sergeant teacher.

She let out a deep sigh massaging her head with her fingers and looked completely exhausted.

My, she seems to be very tired, must be a tough day...

"Ms Grace, Are you alright..? You seem kinda upset"

I tried helping by suggesting her a bottle of water which was beautifully placed on her desk, but that just earned me another mean glare.

What? I am not evil.

Even though this women had practically made my entire life an utter chaos just because she was an old childhood friend of my Mom. Students! You know, that teacher who sorta hates you for no particular reason. Yup, she's definitely one of that variety.

But, now, well, she did have a reason..

The melodious bell rang behind us. And, I mentally screamed in ecstasy and abruptly turned towards the door.

"Bye, Ms Grace, see you later.."

I grin trying to flee from this horrible place when a strong hand abruptly caught me by my uniform's collor and I was dragged towards the teacher's desk again.

"What?.. Seriously..I thought we are done her, Mrs G"

"Amelia.." she loosened her tight grip and taking the cue, I sat on the chair that stood opposite to Ms Grace's desk.

"I do not know what to do with you. You are supposed to be an aspirant for getting into the Cambridge University in England, for crying out loud. And..And.. How can you get into your dream college with these grades?..." She chastised me.

I immediately felt the chills over my arms at the source of it's name.

The Cambridge University.

One of the most prestegious colleges over the entire world. An university where people brooded in intelligence like Alexander Min, get admitted into. And, also the college my mom forces me to join in. Not that I have any offence to it.

No, nothing at all.

W-Well, Except for fact that I suck in academics and barely even pass my Algebra.

But, I guess, people really do try their best to get into it, you know. Just like the girl from the Japanese movie, Flying colors, Sarah once saw and narrated to me, that day.. About how hard an young girl, like her tried to get an admission there.

And, that's what my Mom always tells me too, 'Work hard for your dream and only then, will you achieve it'. I really appreciate the talk and all.

But, the thing is, that is not my dream.

My real dream is to become a famous sports champion in future, some thing that is a total world apart from my mother's dream.

I love sports and that's probably why I am one of the most excellent players of the basketball team. I am one of the school's fastest of the team and that has nothing to do with the giveaway training my short tempered sister gives as she chases me to punish me for spoiling her fashionable clothes by wearing them, but... everything with the way I feel, when I run.

And, I do know, I can't pursue it, because my Mom would be heartbroken if she knows my secret passion for sports and I definitely do not want that to happen. She has hated sports long than I could even remember for an unknown reason that she refuses to share with us and gets frustrated whenever I manage to bring up a conversation about during dinner.

'Always keep your family happy sugercutes, because families are the most precious things in the entire world'--was the saying my dad always told us before he passed away through a pathetic suicide, few years back.

If only, if only.. I have the courage to make my Mama understand my own feelings and someday make her be proud of the girl I had been grown up into..

But, before all these introspection about my smudged future I know that, I am fated to graduated from this God Damn, highschool!

"Amelia" Ms Grace said in a soft yet stern voice, "..And, I believe, you do remember that you are in the frindge of almost getting expelled from this school..?"

I popped the gum. "No, I won't, Ms Grace". I grinned confidently chewing it again.

The teacher raised her eyebrows.

"Because, I know you will save me right on time, just like you do every single year.. " I sang enjoying the little eureka moment I have just created expected Ms Grace to join my laughter but she didn't.

Duh, that was a great surprise! (Note the sarcasm)

"Stop being so confident, Ms Jeong.."

"Then, You won't ?"

I batted my eyelashes. And, Ms Grace rolled her eyes.

"Ah..my mom will be so disappointed..Mrs M.."

"Well.. Ya.. But.."

My face lit up color. And, This is why I still love her.

"But, I am afraid not, Ms Jeong. I am afraid that I cannot do so this year.."

She lowered her voice.

I abruptly got up from the sophisticated cushion I was sitting on.

"Y-You.. Cannot..? What do you mean you "cannot"??"

'I am getting retired soon. And, this is the last year, I'll be meeting you students.. '

I was shocked beyond words.

"But..Ms G.. You..can't do this to me!!.. How am I ever gonna pass my highschool without your help?!?"

I placed my hand over my head and ran my fingers through my curly brown hair.

"I know... A-And, That's why, I insist you to improve your grades, Amelia."

"There is No Way, I would be able to do this, Ms G."

"Everyone has the potential" she said trying hard to be calm.

"Ya, Everyone, except me.." I grumbled.

"You must just muster a little courage and.. "

''Brgh! Like, I can do that.."

''Amelia! She banged the table. 'Stop.Interrupting.Me!!"

I gulped nervously at the furious face of my teacher. Boy, she's very mad now.

Ms G took a deep breath and started fanning her face to calm herself ''What I mean to say is.. It's better for you to get a private tutor in my opinion..Ms Jeong.." she cleared her throat and tried hard to not lose her temper to my stupid counters.

It is a common logic for an ordinary human being to immediately comprehend the situation and keep her mouth shut. But, me.. Oh no, I am not just an ordinary human being.

"Yeah, cool. Like the 40 year old dork who tried to flirt with me during 6th grade and got karate chopped by my Mom?" My mouth blabbered monotonously at the funny flashback.

"No, not him." she grumbled under her breath.

"Then?.....Ah, You don't know.."

I concluded grinning in amusement.

"Oh OK Ms G, since you have nothing to say and.." I stretched my arms rising up from the chair. "I have nothing to hear..And, because you will somehow help me promote again.. Later.." I leave waving my hand.

"AMELIA JEONG!!" Ms Grace exploded.

And, That's it, she lost it.

"Ms Moon."

We suddenly hear the door slide.

"You are called for an important meeting with our former student, Mr Yang Adam's parents. They..um.. wanted to meet you before.." he cleared his throat.. ''saying goodbye to this school forever after his recent expulsion.." interrupted a fellow teacher, a.k.a, my life saver, entering into the staff room with a document on his hand.

"Oh, Yes.." she stood up taking a glance of the document while I, utilise my golden opportunity, and quickly sneak towards the door past the life saver.

"Gee, You seem pretty busy right now, Ms Grace"

I abruptly slide the door and wave my hand grinning.

"So, I am gonna be this really good kid and leave you.. Later Ms G.." I sang.

"Wa-wait!! Amelia! Get back here! I am not done talking with you!!?'' she yelled from behind.

But, I was long gone.