My alarm went off at 5am. I groaned, and lied there on my back for five minutes before I got up. I went downstairs, and fixed some pancakes, and milk. I fixed pancakes for Mom and Tai as well. I cut up a banana and placed them on top of the stacks of pancakes for them.

I heard them get up. Mom, perky as ever, and Tai, sleepier than when stayed up all night playing video games one night.

"Thank you, sweetie. " Mom said, kissing my head.

"You’re welcome. " I said, putting the dishes in the sink. I went upstairs, and brushed my teeth, and put on some black skinny jeans, and shirt, and the hoodie my brother had got me. I brushed my hair, and gathered my things for the day. I put my shoes on, and put my bag in the car. Tai was in his normal fit mode about going to school, but Mom got him ready, and into the car.

English was interesting this morning. We learned about the Greeks in ancient times, and we have to memorize the greek gods, ands goddesses for a quiz on Wednesday.

"You missed out on a really cool party, Jeong. " Sam said sitting next to me, as I gather my notes, and file them away properly.

"Yeah, it looked like fun. I wish I had been there. " I stood up, and flattened out my hoodie.

"We’re going to eat lunch on the baseball field today, if you want to join us."

"Who is we?"

"Just a couple of people from the party. " Sam grinned ear to ear, which meant it was some kind of make-out ordeal. I don’t know if I wanted to be a part of it, or not.

"Sure. Sounds like fun." I said grabbing my things and leaving for my class.

Next class was Math. I sat next to Edward. Math was boring as ever, and I couldn’t concentrate on the lesson today. I was in my own world. Then Edward nudged me. I snapped out of my daze, and realized that Mr. Rice was asking me to solve the equation. "Shit, " ran through my mind. I had no idea how to solve this equation.

Edward had the answer to the equation on the corner of his paper, and showed me discretely.

"The answer is 52.45."

"It is the correct answer, thank you Edward, but next time let those who don’t pay attention in class sink or swim on their own. " Mr.Rice said. What an asshole. I blushed, and wanted to jump out of the second store window after he said that.

After that I paid attention, and shook off every attempt to doze off. The bell rang, signaling the end of class. "thank god." I said under my breath. That made Edward chuckle.

"Hey you want to eat lunch at our table today? " He said putting his things away.

"Today.. Well... " I put my things away neatly. "I have plans with some other people, but I can see if I can get out of them."

"Cool, bro. " He got up. "See you at lunch." He walked out of the classroom, and left me sitting there alone.

"Shit." I murmured to myself. Now I have to make up my mind about who to eat lunch with. My two friends want me to eat lunch with. Edward, and his gang, or Sam and his gang. Edward hangs out with the cool people, who, I will admit, are a bit preppy, but down to earth, or Sam, and his friends, who are a bit of rebel rousers, who I think do drugs.

I like both groups to be honest. I wish I could be at two places at once. Maybe I can eat lunch with one and leave early, and eat the rest of my lunch with the other. Sam and Edward are really good people, and are very understanding. Both are very charismatic, unlike me, who is just Jeong.

That should be the title of my biography: Just Jeong.

I had French next, and we were conjugating the verb être, and the teacher gave us a poem to memorize called "Paris" by Apollinaire.

It was a short poem, but it was a very nice poem. We have to stand up in front of the class and recite the poem to practice our pronunciation. For some reason, I become more extroverted, and talkative in a different language, and with English, I just want to hide in my hoodie, and wait for the day to be over.

Lunch was upon me, and I still hadn’t decided to who to eat Lunch with, so went to my locker in hopes I would see either Edward or Sam. I did see one. I saw Edward. He was Danielle. Apparently, he and Danielle were a thing now.

"Ready to go to Lunch?"

"Yeah. Yeah." I said and grabbed my lunch box. We walked into the cafeteria, and sat at our table. I was the only single person there. Everyone else was a thing. I was the 9th wheel at the table, and ate my turkey sandwich on wheat in silence. I should have at lunch with Sam, but probably would have been the same thing: Me being the 9th wheel.

Why can’t I be like the others? Why can’t I talk more, and get a girl? What’s wrong with me? I just want to be noticed, and liked. Maybe I should buy some new clothes or something. Maybe some Hollister clothes like the cool preppy kids wear. Maybe their personality of likableness is in the clothes they wear. I’ll see if I can go shopping to get some. Maybe I’ll be cool then, and get a girl to be a part of this social caste system.

Next Chapter: Chapter 5