TIME: Mark Tuan edition

Chapter 12

"So what do you guys plan to do?" Mark asks me from the back seat. I glance at him through the rear view mirror before looking back at the road.

"I'm not sure," I sigh. "I mean we got what we wanted- to be discovered. But I don't think we wanted to go that far, you know?"

"Yeah I get it. It's a big change. How is everyone with the results? I mean you guys didn't really want to win but be discovered. Now that it's over, how does everyone feel?" He asks flickering his eyes to the sleeping figure next to him and then to me.

"Mmm. Like you said, we just wanted to be discovered. We believed that winners never really get discovered. Well, they do but they fade out quickly. But now, since we won and was discovered, I don't know what's going to happen or how we feel about it. Is it something we should be ecstatic about? Or is this going to be how we thought it would be?" I change lanes and he waits for me to do so before he begins to speak.

"Well, you guys have talent that's forsure. But as for the end result, I'm not sure. I can't really help you with that. All I can tell you is keep going and keep trying. I've felt like I've reached a dead end many times but look where I am now. About half a year has passed since our debut and we will be going to debut in Japan soon. Hard work pays off when it's the right time. You guys will get to where you want to be and where you're meant to be when the time comes," he tells me knowledgale from experience.

"I guess you're right. I'll talk to them on Monday when I get back and after classes. I think we really need to sit down and talk about all of this."

"And you guys should. You guys are a team and you need to decide as one, but think about yourself also." Our conversation comes to an end and the radio fills the air. It was a replay from my radio show from when Jessica Sanchez had visited the station. She's from a singing competition representing the Philippines. She had made a live performance wooing the audience.

After another hour and twenty minutes we arrived at our neighborhood. I turned into our street and pulled up to my house. The lights were on and familiar cars were parked along the street.

"I think your family is over," I tell Mark as I park in the driveway.

"I think so too. You think they figured we'd come home today after the show?" He suggests and I just shrug. I shut off the engine and hurry over to help with Miguel as he gets the bags. I take my purse and the baby bag and he carries the duffle bags.

"Should I use my key or ring-" I was cut off by Mark already pressing the doorbell. I hear the locks clicking before the door opens revealing a smiling face.

"Ohh! My babies! Andrew! Raymond! They're here!" My mom yelled into the house. She pulled Mark into a hug as he was closer before pulling him inside as I followed. "Hey, sweetie."

"Hey, mom. I'm just going to put Miguel in his crib before I greet everyone," I tell her and she nods gesturing me to go in. As I walk to my room I pass by many familiar faces. I smile and nod but quickly excuse myself to put Miguel down. When I come back Mark is talking to everyone. His mom, dad, sisters, brother-in-law, brother, my dad, mom, brother, and sister-in-law.

"Hey, Chris!" Joey greets as he sees me emerge from behind the wall.

"Hey, Joey. Hello, everyone," I greet shyly smiling at everyone.

"Gaaah! Chris!" I was quickly pulled into a hug by Tammy taking me by surprise and everyone laughs at the interaction. "I'm so glad you came back with Mark!"

I chuckle and pay her back and she pulls away but keeps me in her arms.

"You, my friend, have got to stop disappearing from us. The only sense of comfort about you is from your radio show that your on. That's only two days in the week!" She complains looking at me.