OMG!!! TODAY'S THE DAY! WTH...
I just finished school and the concert starts in three hours -.- It takes one hour to get there, thirty minutes to secure our seat, and then I need at least another two hours to make sure I look good... in the concert! Great. I feel kind of light headed and the outfit I planned to wear yesterday just doesn't look as good on me as it did yesterday! Otokke?! I had this planned out months ago! My outfit, the time I got home, straightening my hair and applying make-up in the morning (which i did do! I swear... but it kinda started running down my face from all the sweat because I ran home from the bus stop) but why, oh why, am I always getting things done at the last minute?
*ding dong* *ding dong* *diiiiiiiing dooooonnngggggg, ding dong, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-donnggggggggggggggggggggggggg*
OMO YAH!!!!! OTTOKE? LISA'S HERE, I SMELL LIKE BODY ODOR + I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR TO THE CONCERT THAT WE'VE BEEN WAITING LIKE 18WEEKS, 3DAYS, 15HOURS, 4MINTUES AND 15 SECONDS FOR!!!!
"YAHHHHHHHH!!", Lisa yells from the front door. Before I can answer she's standing under the frame of my door staring at me while I scavenge like a crazy person through my closet; hair frizzy, make-up smudged, half naked + the bonus smell of my B.O..
"Omo... how come your not ready yet? And your hair... it's-"
"Yah?.. yah... YAH! HUH! Dont you yah me you yah! Erggghhh you're so freggin lucky your parents are not strict and allowed you not to go to school just so you can prepare for today!!!! I just got back from school and I still need to have a shower... and... and... YAHHHHHHH! HELP ME FIND SOMETHING TO WEAR!!! UGH, I SMELL LIKE CRAP!... MY HAIR LOOKS LIKE A BUSH, MY M-MAKE-UP CAME OFF, MY F-FEET HURT FROM RU-RU-RUNNING AND I NEED A SHOWER!"
"Omo okay girl. Arraso, arraso just breath in... and breath out... in... out... Okay hurry up and have a shower, we'll just have to buy something on the way! No biggie, I heard there's heaps of stores near the venue. Don't worry girl I got this! Got fined three times this month for speeding, we'll be there in a jiffy!"
Good old Lisa. always knows what to say in times like these!
"By the way, did you make the posters? Where did you put them? I'll chuck them in the boot now!" she yells through the shower door.
"In the closet!!! Make sure it's the BTS poster!!! I still have the Big Bang one from last month in th-"
"Found it!!" she shouts as she slams the bedroom door behind her.
I come out from the shower and she's already layed out my grey sweats, Adidas jumper and my limited edition original white Adidas shoes across (well what's left of my bed now covered in clothes, shoes, earrings, make-up , a skipping rope, a ladder... and I think there's a hammer in there somewhere?...) my bed.
"Lisaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! You know that I love you right? SARANGHAEO UNNNIEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"Yeah yeah. Just hurry up and put them on! Come here I'll put on a little make-up on your face and well do the rest when we get there."
5:40pm we arrive at the stadium... only to drive past it. Lisa drops me at the back of the mall and says to 'take ten minutes max so we can get in early'. She said she would find a parking at the front of the mall since the back is full.
Ahhhhhhhh, I don't even have an idea of what to buy!!! Okay, breath, breath, think of BTS and just do it! Okay, first... first... first I need to... I need to... I think I really need to-TO PEE!!!!! Where's the toilets around here? I start running around the mall like some crazy as freak trying to find the toilet and OMG! I SEE THE TOILET SIGN!!! AHHHHHHH IT SAY'S STRAIGHT AHEAD AND TURN-
*BOOOOM*
OUCCHHHHHHHHHHHH! Why am I on the floor? My head... I think, I think I just bumped into someone. Wait did someone turn the lights out? Is the mall on blackout or something? I can hear someone talking to me, why won't my eyes open... Am I, am I unconscious right now?
"Hello? You okay? Me so very sorry! Ugh, excuse me. Me very, very sorry. I do not mean to bump into you. Please-u wake up!" a male voice urges me,"Some-one help pleas, I no mean to hurt her!"
I open my eyes and sure enough there is a male like figure over me. I can't see his face clearly, everything's kind of a blur. I know one thing for sure though. Whoever he is he must be pretty damn important. Around us in a what seems to be a circle he has ten men (I think they're men, their bodies certainly are not built like women's) looking like they are trying to stop people from getting in? I can hear girl voice's screaming at us from every corner.
"Oh, you okay? Me me veri sorry! Um please..", he mumbles some more stuff in another language, which really sounds all too familiar.
As the boy assists me trying to sit up, "My head" are the first and last words that manage to come out of my mouth before 'BAM!'
Blackout. Again. The last thing I remember is falling into his strong, muscly yet at the same time irresistibly soft arms...
