(part 3) - trainee

4 0 0
                                    

The cameraman shot pictures of idols glamorously posing in front of flashing lights and dressed in tight, showy corsets. I'm not that type of girl, but come on, I'm gonna be an idol who would decline this chance. I strodded to the front assertively in my tight black leather cropped top and matching shorts and beamed at the camera. 1, 2, 3 FLASH. Next on my timetable was dance, the instructor was the best. He was so...Ahem, hot. Wow. He always wore a dense white shirt that was too small for him, gosh his bare skin is almost ripping through the fabric. And his hair was so soft and curly, haha yes I might have accidentally fluffed it once...Anyway, shouldn't get off topic hehe. Dance was breathtaking (literally), I had never noticed my free ability to move so elegantly and stringently at the same time, my arms swayed form each side and I could move my legs with flow. With help of the hot dance instructor I was almost perfectly ready to debut, the company set the date for the end of December but i'm pretty sure I'll be ready by October! When I faced the mirror to dance, a bright object caught my eye at the corner of the room. Oh, it was a ring someone had dropped, I can't pick it up right now but I'll try to find it later. The music blared on and I began to move to the beat. 

Park Eun-Ji's Daily Schedule: 

6:20 Wake up

7:00 Singing

8:00 Breakfast

8:30 Modeling and Photography

9:30 Dance

11:00 Rap

12:00 Choreography/Self-produce

1:20 Lunch

2:00 Singing

3:30 Korean, Japanese/English

4:45 Meetings

5:30 Evaluation

6:45 Dinner

7:00 Rap

8:00 Break

9:30 Dance

10:00 Singing

11:00 Day End

Rap is next, my worst feild. My voice is only for melodic harmonies and mellow songs like soft lullabies, my rapping sounds like a ant trying to speak. At least I have a good friend in that lesson. As I walked to Block C for rapping lesson I remembered the shiny ring in the corner of the dance studio and quickly stampeded back, fortunately it was still there; I picked it up. It was absolutely alluring and so irresistible, I slid it onto my forefinger. Oh my, the white shiny diamond sparkled brightly and reflected beams of light into the studio...I was no longer single haha. I never had an intention to date anyway, single for life. (I won't even try to date Mr. Hot dance instructor)

revived~Where stories live. Discover now