(Chapter 5: The 1st Show)

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So meeting Namjoon was a dream come true but also kind of a disaster too. He acted all weird around me and I didn't know why. I never thought of myself as being a beautiful woman. I had a good body, I kept myself fit and I only liked using natural makeup on my face. I always loved the simple things in life. In my teenage years, I was okay with just eyeliner and lipstick. Now I advanced a bit with doing my eyebrows, a little bit of eyeshadow and putting on falsies. But tonight my fake eyelashes had given me some trouble so I just used some mascara to darken my lashes a bit.

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My skin specialist who I would do my monthly treatments of facials and nail care, told me my natural eyelashes were perfect and that I didn't need the false ones. I was never a trend setter or a follower of the latest fashions but if I tried them and they looked good, I was happy. Namjoon didn't look to happy when he left and it confused me. Now I was wondering if he didn't like my singing but why would he ask me to sing the other song. I didn't know what to think and I just decided to take up my bag and leave.

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T had told me to wait in the room for her but after what just occurred I decided to go back towards the audience area and just forget everything that just happened. As I was about to leave, T walked in and shocked the living daylights out of me. Apparently Namjoon loved my singing and I was now going to freshen-up and get ready to perform with him. Well sort of. T made me sign a contract stating that I would agree not to be on stage with him and just remain at the side. Also I had to give up my tickets as I couldn't be seen coming from backstage into the main area. There were lots and lots of paparazzi there and anyone could get a picture of me leaving. They didn't want people to think that Namjoon had groupies, which by the way, he didn't. That was another plus on his part.

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There were literally no girls or boys for that matter clinging to his side seeking his attention. Or him trying to get girls to have sex with him behind the scenes. I liked this because it made me feel that all the videos I'd seen of BTS in their behind the scenes were actually true. The boys just mingled with themselves and their staff members. So admirable. So I did what I was told to do: powder my nose and sit and wait for my moment to sing with RM.

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OMG! I can't believe I was actually here. The waiting room was a lot different that the practice room. It was lighter with a few people buzzing by. There was a table with refreshments and a large television screen in the center of the wall. All the chairs were facing it and I realised it was broadcasting the live show from the stage. Super cool. I may not be able to be in the audience but I could still take in the show from here.

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T came up to me, "Would you like something to eat or drink?"

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As a singer, I never ate or drank anything before singing. "No thank you. Maybe after the performance." T nodded and went about her business while I sat there looking up at the screen.

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It felt like forever but finally the show had begun. Namjoon came in with a bang. Literally. There were lots of lights, some fireworks and an acting scene to introduce him to the stage. The crowd was going wild. It was fantastic! I started to scream when I saw him come onto the stage in an expensive Rolls Royce vehicle. "HOT DAMN!!!" But my screams were short-lived. Everyone in the room just looked at me. Some were weird, some disgusted and then I heard a few snickers. Gosh there I go again forgetting I was around people. I just loved Namjoon's entrance but I tried to remind myself where I was and how I was supposed to behave. Unfortunately that didn't work because when he started to sing I started to scream again.

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