| Fan Fiction |
by southkorealove
" Yo, aint you gonna speak ? " Daesung asked. Seunghyun continued walking.
" New kid, you need to learn respect. " Daesung quickly whizzed in front of him and stopped, blocking Seunghyun from walking any further.
" What's your name yo ? " Daesung asked. Seunghyun looked at him, but finally spoke.
" Seunghyun. " he stated rather coldly.
" Aye Daesung ! What you doin ? " Nicole turned around noticing the leader of their crew was behind. She skated down to him.
" Kid don't have manners " Daesung gestured to Seunghyun. Fed up with the whole situation, he walked around Daesung, but soon felt a shove that almost sent him to the ground. He turned around only to see Nicole with a smirk on her face.
" You don't walk away from Daesung when he's talkin' to you. " she corrected. If she hadn't been a girl Seunghyun probably would've damn near killed her.
" What yo ? Gotta problem ? " she sassed.
" Word, leave him alone Niks, lets go " Daesung didn't feel like being bothered with the new kid. He decided to get him later. He skated away, followed by Nicole who turned around and yelled to Seunghyun.
" This aint the last you hearin from us kidd ! " she sped up to catch up with the rest of her crew. Seunghyun arrived at his home, ready to lock himself in his room, when he noticed a 2008 Honda Accord sitting in his driveway, and it wasn't his mother's. He curiously opened the door and heard bustling coming from the sitting room. He dropped his bookbag down on the floor and walked back, stopping at the door. Everyone looked up at him.
" Oh, ahem. Seunghyun, I'd like you to meet my friend, Ian Parks and his son, Seungri Lee " she introduced the people in the sitting room. Seunghyun could already tell by the way his mother said " friend " that she was dating Ian. This made him feel angrier.
" Oh this is your son ? Why, he's in the class I teach ! " Ian stood up and clapped his hands together in glee. Seunghyun eyed Seungri, who was looking at the floor embarrassingly. Wait...why was his father black ? And they had different last names....something isn't adding up.
" What a strange coincidence ! " Sandra exclaimed.
" Have you met my son, Seungri yet ? " Ian Parks asked. Seungri finally looked up at Seunghyun and gave a small, gentle smile.
" We crossed paths " Seunghyun answered. His tone was throwing the mood off in the room, and everything was beginning to go downhill.
" Why don't you take Seungri to your room and you two talk a bit hm ? Ian and I just want to run out for dinner. " Sandra suggested. Without replying, Seunghyun merely turned around and walked away, up the stairs to his room.
" I'm sorry about him...he hasn't been the same since his father died. " Sandra apologized for her son's rude actions. Ian nodded in understanding.
" He needs someone his own age to talk to, Seungri you're welcome to go upstairs if you'd like. " she said, smiling sweetly at him.
" No ma'am Mrs. Choi, I have a lot of homework to do anyway... " he said.
" You can do it with Seunghyun, I'm sure he'd like your assistance in Spanish. " Ian insisted. Seungri sighed and stood up.
" Yes sir " he replied, walking away. He went up the stairs and hesitantly opened the door. Seunghyun was standing in the middle of the room, music blasting from his stereo. He looked behind him and saw Seungri, then walked over to his stereo, shutting it off. He sat on his bed and looked off into the distance.
" Your--my, I mean...yeah, my dad said for me to come up...to help you with spanish, I mean I'm not saying your spanish isn't good...I don't even know you like that, but I figured just in case...oh man I don't know what I'm saying... " he eyed the poster hanging on the wall. " ...you like Nickelback ? " he asked. Seunghyun nodded.
" I like ' If Everyone Cared '. " Seungri said.
" Me too, its deep. " Seunghyun finally spoke with feeling, his interests being sparked by Seungri's questions.
" What else do you like ? " Seungri asked, seeing he was getting through to him.
" Everything but this town and everyone in it. " Seunghyun shot. Damn, and Seungri thought they were making progress.
" You don't like me ? " he squeaked hesitantly.
" Chill. " Seunghyun reassured him. Seungri let out a sigh of relief.
" Why is your dad black ? " he suddenly blurted, turning to Seungri. The question had been burning inside of him. Seungri shifted a bit, his face flushing slightly.
" I was...um...adopted. " he finally said.
" Oh. " Seunghyun said, he wanted to ask more questions, but he could see how uncomfortable one simple question had made him, so he kept quiet.
" So...make any new friends ? " Seungri asked, changing the subject. For once, Seunghyun's lips held the tiniest hint of a grin before he sarcastically replied,
" Oh yeah, I almost got knocked over by a girl, and some other kid harrassed me, I'm doing great. " he said. Seungri winced. Nothing he could say was right, it was like he was on a game show or something, and everytime he said an answer, he'd hear the loud buzzer. Incorrect. Again.
" You probably met the Juice Krew huh ? "
" I don't know...the girl had braids, and the dude was Asian. "
" Yep, you've met the Juice Krew. They're the most popular crew in the whole school...they don't like anyone but themselves. " Seungri explained.
" That's obvious. " Seunghyun stated.
" Except JiYong...you could probably get a word out of him, he just follows because he's scared to drop out. "
" Why would I want a word out of any of those dipshits ? "
" I'm sorry, I was just...you know, saying. " Seungri backed off. There was a pause in the conversation.
" Teach me this pointless language. " Seunghyun tossed his spanish book to Seungri, who fumbled with it before he caught it. He smiled, obliged to help any way he could.