Saranghae
Chapter 2
Silence
When I got home, I went straight to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and made sure I used extra mouth wash. There were parts of me in which I was happy about the band. JinHai. That's the name. Then I was scared, terrified, embarrassed, so very embarrassed.
I went to my room next, I lived with two other girls. I don't talk to them though. I don't think they like me all too much. Sometimes I can hear them talking about me But I ignore it. They were born here, I was just a stranger to them. I don't mind. I mean I get it. My skin is a bit more tanned than theirs and my hair has a lot more bounce and it wasn't just black. My facial characteristics were different too. Anyone could tell I wasn't fully Asian.
I dropped down onto the edge of the bed. I scrunched my nose with the rising of sniffles. I wiped my arm over my eyes. I wonder what they would be like. Being in a band is just like having a family. It worries me honestly.
My eyes traveled across the room. I have a lot to pack. On one wall it was full of pictures. Pictures I drew or ones I took with family. I got up and walked over. My hands trailed the rim of the board which held them all. Most of them are Polaroid type pictures. I take them when I visit home. My fingers touched my favorite one. It was of my siblings and I. Mmy older brother stood behind me, my younger sister stood next to me and Brian and Krissy held up peace signs. I held up a heart in the middle of them. At the bottom Krissy had tried her best to write I love you in the Korean characters. Saranghae.
My fingers gripped the edge of the photo. "Saranghae." My voice was croagy and it tasted too much like mint. I had to turn away. I went over to my desk. I'll have to clean it all up. My sketchbook was laid flat in front. Art was my first love. Still is. Music comes next.
I held onto the edge of the desk. A lot to do. A lot to figure out. I want this. I do. That's why I came here, that's why after everything I auditioned. I need to do this.
But I don't know at the same time.
My phone started ringing. I looked over, it sat on my coat. I walked over checking the collar ID. Eun-Joo.
After three rings of staring at it, I picked it up. My voice cracked when I answered. "Hello?" The wad in my throat wouldn't go down. My hand went to the base of my neck.
"Jessie? Did you get home safe?" She asked. I sat down on the edge of my bed. The gray comforter poking out around me.
"Mhm." I answered. My fingers poked the blanket back.
"Good, the meeting just finished." She said. I waited for her to continue. "Well they want to announce you as the last member and you're also the maknae of the group. They already know your position in the group. After they reviewed everyone they figured it out. Its a good one. Main vocal." She said. I nodded to myself.
"That's good." I said. Main vocal? That's a big spot. Will I be able to handle it well? I don't want to let anyone down...
"It is good, very good. I got the address of the new place. They already have a room for you. All you have to do is pack. They want to do everything quickly." She said. "They want this album out fast, next week they're doing a press conference. That means we have a week to get you settled in." A week. That's all they're giving me?
"Okay." I said absent mindedly.
"I'm coming over now. I'm going to pick up boxes on the way." She said.
"Alright, thank you." I said quietly.
"Its no problem, I'll tell you more when I get there." She said before hanging up. I nodded to myself and pulled out a shoe box. It was empty and I kept it because it had a nice design. The first thing I did was go to the photos I had on the wall and slowly stripped each off Its spot. It was very nostalgic. Some of the pictures were sent from family, like miss you pictures.
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