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We had gone backstage, some woman had ushered us into a green room backstage. We were now waiting to meet them, sitting on a couch. Stella is shaking with excitement."Oh my god, we're really here," Stella whispered, her hands on my shoulder shaking me.

"Yeah, we are," I huffed, "I wish we weren't." I cross my arms, leaning back on the couch.

"Stop being so upset about being here," Stella snaps, "Just pretend like we're 16 again and pretend to have fun."

"It's just getting late," I sighed, "I really wish we could just go."

"Ana shut up," Stella snaps, "I understand you want to leave but I'm literally asking for one night for you to not be like this. Is that too much for you?"

I pause to think for a moment, "Alright, I'm sorry." I apologized, but I still wish Stella would just let us leave. I was tired and I couldn't fathom how she would react, I just knew it might be embarrassing.

"Hey," A girl with neon yellow hair came into the room, she was wearing tan flared pants with platform filas and a scarf wrapped around her like a shirt. Her outfit was bold for my taste but at least it looked nice on her, "Oh my god wrong room." She apologizes quickly, "Are you guys waiting for something or someone?"

"Yeah we have these passes, we're waiting to meet the members." I hold up the plastic from around my neck.

"Dude your outfit is so sick," Stella smiles, "I love the scarf as a top."

"Oh thank you," The girl smiles back, "Those are some really cool pants." She looks at Stella's plaid pants.

"Are you waiting for them too?" I cut in. I hate to cut their conversation short but my patience is wearing thin with this conversation.

"Oh um..." The girl trails off, "No actually I was looking for them though. I'll go find them and bring them back. Wait what are your names?"

"I'm Ana."

"I'm Stella," She pauses, "What's your name?"

"Oh, I'm Liliya." She smiles, "Be right back." With that, the girl leaves the room.

"Who do you think that was?" Stella asks right as the door shuts.

"Probably someone who works here," I respond with my voice dripping in sarcasm, "Obviously."

"Are you kidding Ana?" Stella laughs, "Dressed like that to work? No way."

"Could be," I shrug, "You know maybe a stylist or something." I roll my eyes.

"No way, I don't think that was a stylist," Stella continues to ramble, "She just doesn't seem like she was working."

"I don't know what-" I was cut off by the door opening again. First Liliya came in, followed by Namjoon then Jin after him was Jungkook and Yoongi then Taehyung and Hoseok then lastly Jimin. They were all wearing much more casual clothing than before, mainly sweats and sweatshirts or t-shirts. We both stood up immediately upon their entry. I had to admit they were even more attractive when they're standing right in front of you.

"Sorry to keep you guys waiting," Namjoon smiles, "We didn't realize that we had anyone waiting on us."

"Don't worry about it." Stella smiles wide, looking around at everyone.

"Well," Namjoon pauses, "I'm Namjoon-"

Liliya cuts him off, "They were here at the show," She laughs, "I doubt you need to introduce yourselves again."

Namjoon looks at her with a soft smile, "You're right," He laughs, "Well nice to meet you guys-"

Liliya cuts him off again, "That's Stella," She points to Stella then turns to me, "And that's Ana." 

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