American girls are on their way to Korea. Why? You asked. Well it's because they were asked to come by the manager of the boy band, B.A.P.
"Kat why are you narrating it like this is one of your stories?" Asked the brown haired, brown eyed Rachel, one of the American girls.
Rachel was dressed in bright orange shorts, and a yellow tank top with black flip flops. She sat next to her best friend Katrina better known as Kat.
Kat was a black haired and blue eyed American girl, who was sitting on the plane on her way to Korea. She was dressed in blue jeans and a black shirt with Dexter on it with black skate shoes. Kat is also me.
"Kat!" Said Rachel
"What?" I asked
"Stop! This is not one of your stories."
"But it could be." I said as I pulled out a pad of paper and a pen.
She raised an eyebrow. "Where did you...? Never mind I am not going to ask."
I smiled sweetly at her.
In less than a few hours we were at the airport in Korea.
"Few hours!? That was like ten hours! Of sitting!" Yelled Rachel
"Shh we are in a very coward and loud airport." I told her with my finger to my lips.
She gave me the evil eye.
"Hey! We are in an airport we can dance our bands dances!'
"No."
"But Rachel!"
"I said no."
"You're mean!"
"We are meeting B.A.P we should at least dance theirs." I said sweetly
"It doesn't work Kat. I. Said. No."
"Fine."
"Miss Kat, Miss Rachel?" asked a Korean guy in a fancy suit
"Yes?' we both asked
"If you will follow me." he really had a thick accent
We followed him to a black car. He opened the trunk so we could put our bags in it. He closed the trunk and opened the back door for us. We hopped in, he shut the door, got in the driver's seat and off we went.
We pull up to a tall building. There was a sign in front. It was in Kanji but underneath it was in English. It said TS Entertainment.
"Here we are ladies."
We walked into the building.
"I will take your stuff to the house. The boys are on the third floor. I wish you two luck, they aren't happy. I will see you two soon."
The fancy suit walked off and we found an elevator, pressing three we rode it up to the third floor.
We walked out of the elevator to the main desk. The girl was talking on the phone in Korean. She pointed to the hallway to the right and held up three fingers.
We walked down the hallway to the third door. But there was a door on the right and a door on the left.
"One: stop narrating and Two: which door?" asked Rachel
"But it's fun!"
"Don't care."
"K. Let's try the right."
"K!"
We opened the door on the right. And inside was......
"KAT!"
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Boys. Are. Pathetic
FanfictionB.A.P is a Korean boy band who has let the fame go to their heads. They are rude, disrespectful, and look down at all their fans. So two of their Mangers come with a plan. The plan involves two American girls. What is the plan? What is the true natu...