From the Bullys Enemy to the Bullys Lover

She belonged to a typical family, who lived in an ordinary neighborhood. Her father worked in a pharmaceutical factory while her mother ran a small milk tea shop. They weren't rich, but their only daughter was sweet and obedient and the apple of their eyes.

"Mom, you don't have to pack so many things! I'm not staying there forever!" complained the 14-year-old girl to the middle-aged woman.

"Lora, this is the first time you'll be going abroad. You must be very nervous!" said the older woman to Lora Nangong with a smile.

"Why would I be nervous, Mom? Besides, doesn't Auntie live there too? She will look after me when I meet her in England," Lora Nangong replied.

"Lora, please don't bother your aunt."

"Why not? After all, she is my relative. But she hasn't come home for ten years. I have even forgotten what she looks like!"

"Didn't she always talk to you on the phone?" asked her mother.

"She did but I couldn't see her on the phone, Mom!" Lora Nangong giggled.

"Ha-ha! Lora, I know you like dancing, but you have never participated in such international competitions organized by your school before. What made you decide to do it this time?"

"I didn't want to. But Cindy, who had been enlisted for the competition by the school, sprained her ankle yesterday when she was practicing. The school couldn't find a replacement so they picked me to go as her substitute!

By the way, when will Dad get off work? Could you cook more delicious food today? I have to reach school by two o'clock!"

"Okay! I'll go out to buy some more food after I finish packing!" Lora Nangong was speechless. She was only going to England for a few days. Did her mother think she would need this much clothes? Lora Nangong sat down at her desk and contemplated her current situation. Although she enjoyed dancing as a hobby, her goal was something else. She aspired to get admission in the best high school in the city. Create Blue Middle School! Lora Nangong thought it was a funny name. Create Blue? Blue as in the blue sky? It was quite comical! Later she had learned that the name meant "create a miracle and overcome difficulties!" But she still couldn't figure out why the word "blue" was used to replace the word "difficulties". Perhaps, it was because, in Chinese, the pronunciation of "blue" is similar to the word "difficulties".

"Honey, I'm just stepping out to buy some more things. Stay home!" Lora nodded and went back to the book she was reading.

Their home was not far from the market, so Melissa Du returned with the food shortly.

"Lora, how about I make your favorite sweet and sour spareribs today?" Melissa Du offered her daughter, who was still engrossed in her book.

"Okay!" Lora replied brightly. Melissa Du immediately got to work in the kitchen.

Lora put down her book and walked to the kitchen door to watch her mother cook. A happy smile formed on her mouth. Her mother loved her so much. She felt so lucky.

After a while, Zack Nangong entered home. He smiled fondly when he saw his daughter and his wife busy in the kitchen.

"Sweetie, what is your mother cooking today?" Zack Nangong asked Lora, drawing her attention to his arrival.

"Dad! Hi! How come you're home early today?" Lora asked excitedly. She looked at the watch on her left hand and remarked, "You're home half an hour earlier than usual. Won't your boss deduct your salary?" She tittered and held her father's hand affectionately.

"Ha-ha! My sweetheart is going abroad this afternoon. How could I be late for such an important event?" asked Zack Nangong as he ran his hand through her hair to smooth it.

Lora swatted away his hand and whined, "Dad, I've told you so many times. Don't spoil my hair! Now I'll have to comb it again. It keeps getting knotted."

"Ha-ha!" Zack chuckled, amused by his daughter's annoyance. Hearing their banter, Melissa smiled too.

"Lora, aren't you using the hair conditioner I bought for you?"

"I do use it, Mom, but I forgot to put it when I washed my hair this morning!"

"Oh, Lora! You are so forgetful. Anyway, remember to take it with you when you go to England. You never take good care of your hair. I had asked you to cut your hair short, but you didn't do that either!" Melissa shook her head in exasperation.

"Aww, no. I think your hair is beautiful just the way it is. Why do you want to cut it short?" said Zack, taking Lora's side.

"Dad you're the best!" Lora chirped. Her father always came to her rescue, especially when her mother scolded her.

"It's impossible to win with you two!" huffed Melissa. She gave up trying to argue further and went back to the kitchen. Both father and daughter stood at the door, grinning from ear to ear. ...

Soon, the lunch was ready. Zack and Lora helped Melissa to set the table and the three of them sat down to eat together.