Trainee Trouble

{Chapter 14: Explainations}

"Wahhhh jinja?" The boys echoed as I told them my story.

"Can we come visit your apartment before you move in permanently?!?!" Asked Jimin excitedly.

"Ya. It's other people's home. Don't make trouble for others" said Suga, nudging Jimin with his elbow.

"Wae??? I wanna see too....besides, we rarely get out" Sulked V.

Laughing, I replied "sure you can. I don't want to have to pay if I'm not going to be living there anymore. You guys can come visit and maybe help me move...." I glanced at them, hope twinkling in my eyes.

The boys pretended to think. Then with a simultaneous sigh they said "fine...". We all burst out laughing at how the situation turned out.

"Oh by the way..." Rap mon started. "Your brother hasn't called you back after hanging up so abruptly yesterday..."

"My brother? He's 20 and in the army, why would he call me?" I wondered out loud.

"Your brother? Mark? He never called back."

"oh shit!" I exclaimed wide eyed. Covering my mouth, I gestured an apology for cursing in front of my sunbaes. "Ahh.... I was supposed to call him after the audition. Where's my phone?" I asked while scanning the room for my bag.

"It's with me" said rap monster, retrieving the phone from his pocket and handing it to me.

Pressing on the home button, my iPhone failed to function. "Mwoji?" I wondered, smacking my phone against my hand.

"It's out of battery. Do you want to charge it?" Asked Jin.

"Yes please" I answered, handing the phone to him.

"Can I borrow someone's phone please? It's urgent." I pleaded.

"Here" said V as he passed me his phone. Just as I was about to dial Mark's number, a call came in. The caller I.D. said 'BamBam'.

"You know BamBam?!" I asked V in shock.

"Oh yea. Here. Sorry. let me get that." Fumbled V as he reached out for his phone. Accepting the call and putting it on speaker he asked, "what's up BamBam?"

"Hyung! I need your help! Do you remember your company held an audition yesterday?" asked a frantic BamBam.

V chuckled, looking at me he replied, " yea, how could I forget?"

"Well there's this contestant named( your name ). Do you know what happened (your name )? Mark hyung and Jackson hyung are going crazy!" BamBam explained.

The boys turned towards me. "Your brother is Got7's Mark?!" They exclaimed.

"Huh? What's going on? (your name )? Is that you?" BamBam shouted through the receiver.

"Yea it's me Bam. Sorry my phone died! Tell Mark and Jackson that I'll call them in 1/2 an hour!" I shouted back at him.

"Omg (your name )! You have no idea what you've put us through! We-" BamBam was saying before he got cut off.

"Alright BamBam. (your name ) is still pretty worn out. I'll make sure to have (your name ) call them back later all right? Annyeongggg" said V.

"ani hyung! jankanman-" I heard BamBam say before V hung up the phone.

Locking his phone and returning it to his pocket, V turned to me.

"Just who are you exactly?" squinted V.

"Yea. You can dance like a pro" started J-hope.

"Rap like an underground rapper" added Rap Mon.

"Sing like a veteran" said Jungkook.

"You study well" added Suga.

"You're good looking" said Jin.

"And you have celebrities searching for you!" Ended Jimin.

"I...I'm just (your name)" I shrugged.

"Ughhhh" the boys all grumbled. "It's one of those.'

"Hey!" I exclaimed, playing off as offended. "What do you mean by one of those?"

"You're one of those essentially perfect human beings! The superior of the human race!" Said Jimin, flinging his hands up in the air.

"Yea" scoffed Jin. "How can someone have all those attributes and the looks. That's so unfair. You must've saved the world in your past life to be like this now" he teased.

"Oh pls. That's utter bull-" I halted my words. "I mean, that's not true. Believe it or not, I got rejected by JYP and YG before even going for your audition." I said, pulling at my lip.

"Whatttt?!!!" The boys exclaimed. "They must be blind."

I laughed at their reactions. "Nah. I just didn't fit the mold I guess."

"Well it's a good thing you're here" said Suga, pulling my hand away from my lips. "BigHit doesn't do molds."

I smiled. It felt great to finally be accepted into a company. And with my favourite idols who were actually against the stereotype of bitchy celebrity attitudes, I felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

Getting up, I told the boys that I was going to change my bandages. They all nodded, getting up to attend to their own matters when suddenly, frantic banging and ringing from the doorbell echoed throughout the apartment.

"Oh shit" said the boys simultaneously.