Authors Note: So now I will start off right where I left off last time....THE FAN SIGNING! For a song, I will just give you the English translations, OK? I don't feel like spending an hour translating it. I'm sorry! And I suppose I must apologize if the outfit I chose does not fit your style. Oh and this '---' means your nicknameOK?
"OK, let's go, let's go!" Cara ushered you out of the room and down the halls, stopping every so often to check her Blackberry. It seemed that she had already memorised all the different hall ways and where they led to. Unlike you of course, who was wandering around behind her, praying that she knew where she was going.
"Cara?" you questioned as a new worry occurred.
"Huh?" she turned halfway around so she could see you out of the corner of her eye.
"Well... don't you usually perform one of your songs at a fan meeting?"
"Oh right! Well, since you haven't been able to perform with them before you get to have two of your own solo performances. It can be English, Korean, anything you want! I mean, your voice seems to fit anything." You blushed from the simple compliment. "AH HA! Here it is." Cara led you into a dressing room, where; once again, you were swarmed by several people. "GOODLUCK!" Cara called as you were pushed towards the makeup chair.
You sat in the stiff chair as people milled around you, the hot lights making you feel slightly clammy. Eventually you felt gentle tugging at your hair, signaling that they had moved from makeup to hair. You sighed as your anxiety grew. As one of your many flaws, thinking of the worst was one of them.
"Miss?"
Your eyes snapped open. A young girl stood in-front of you. "I amYoonA, your main stylist. We finished your hair and makeup. Would you like to see it?"
You nodded reluctantly. A wide smile split her face in half as she turned your chair around slowly. You gasped when you say your reflection. Your skin had become flawless, and your eyes were stunning! They had a slight smokey effect with a light pink surrounding the outer rim. And black eye liner gave you a lightly winged effect, all in all, you looked gorgeous. And then your hair, they had left it down so it framed your face. It was the perfect mixture. The hair gave you a beautiful feminine look, while your eyes gave you a dark and mysterious aura.
"Now for the outfit!" theYoonAflitted around you and gently led you out of the chair by your arm, into a large closet looking room. There was every sort of dress or outfit in there! From feminine sparkles, elegant shimmery fabrics, navy blues and dark greens. "Stay here and we shall find you the perfect outfit for your first fan meeting!"
'She seems more excited then I am...' you thought to your self as she danced around the room, riffling through the racks upon racks of outfits. Once in a while she would select an out fit and hold it up against you, although 90 percent of the time she would shake her head and dive back into searching. From time to time you could hear her muttering to herself in Korean.
"AH HA! Perfect."YoonAran up to you holding a strapless,flowypink dress with a white silk lining the top of the dress, the bottom ruffle also the same pure white. When she held it up to you the front reached the top of your knees and the back flowed behind you. The white ballet flats gave you an air of innocence. "OK! Hurry! You can change in there!"YoonAled you to a small room with another small mirrored room attached to it. You slipped the silky fabric over your head and adjusted the top. Taking a deep breath in you slowly opened the door to the mirrored room. You gasped. You were...speechless. You had never looked to beautiful.
"Is itOK!?"YoonA's worried voice flowed over the door.
You slowly stepped out of the door gazing intently at the floor to keep the tears of joy from spilling from your eyes. Youglancedup atYoonA, who clasped her hands together and fluttered around you,fixingany parts of the parts of the dress that had become ruffled, pinning the neckline in place andfawningover what she said to be, 'the most beautiful, exotic, and breathtaking girl she had ever seen.'
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FanfictionYou know that girl who sits in the back of the class that never talks to anyone? The one no everyone ignores? The one who has no friends, and is even lucky to go one day without being called names? What if that girl went missing? Would anyone notice...