International Hoodrats

Got7

"Nebula, you really gonna leave me with them?" I asked. We were in Gimpo airport station. Nebula was going to Singapore to help out Shinee and I was going with Got7 to Los Angeles.

"Yes, now get on the plane." Nebula said.

"Like so foreal?" I asked again. I think I saw a blood vessel pop.

"Nebula, we'll take care of her." JB assured her.

"Yeah, so relax and catch your flight." Youngjae said patting her shoulder. She nodded her head.

"Alright see ya later Bam." Nebula said giving me a hug before going to her flight.

"I'll miss you sis." I said. I sniffled a bit for affects.

"You crazy dude." She said laughing. We said our last goodbyes before she departed to her flight.

"Now I'm stuck with you guys." I teased looking at the seven of them.

"My feelings are hurt." Yugyeom grabbed his chest.

"I'm just messing with you guys." I said.

"We finally have Bambi to ourselves." Jackson said hugging me I patted him on the back.

"So why are you guys over dressed in the airport?" I asked them. I just had on a jean shirt, black jeans, and some shell toes. They went a little overboard.

"We're idols, you can never tell when we're going to run into paparazzi." BamBam said rubbing off imaginary dust.

"Besides, camera's love me." Jackson said posing.

"Pose." I said going along with him. The guys started laughing. An announcement sounded off informing that the flight to Los Angeles is about to take off. So we started to board the plane. I sat by the window and then came Mark. The silent Mark came sat next to me. Mysterious, silent Mark came sat next to me. The mysterious, silent, cute Mark came sat next to me.

"Mark jjang." I said with a thumbs up. He laughed at my comment.

"Why am I the best?" He asked.

"Can't I just give you a compliment?" I asked him. He gave me a suspicious look.

"I guess." He dragged on. I pulled out my phone and started listening to some rihanna. He looked over.

"You're gonna sing your hyungie to sleep?" He asked. I nodded.

"I guess this hyung deserves a song." I said.

"Why does your voice have a sarcastic feel to it?" Mark asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Jackson hyung." I called. He was sitting in the front of us with BamBam.

"Yeah?" He answered. He turned around in his seat.

"Should I put on a concert for you guys?" I asked. He nodded his head eagerly.

"Please sing for us." BamBam pleaded. I laughed at their behavior.

"Mc Jackson, call me to stage." I said nudging him. He chuckled.

"The deer with honey dipped lungs has come to the stage, Bambi!" Jackson announced. I acted like it was a live performance.

This whiskey got me

feelin' pretty

So pardon if

I'm impolite

I just really need

your ass with me tonight