How I Married My Bias

CHAPTER 4

I still can't believe this is happening. I looked up at all the newspaper clips that I pinned on my wall. I pinned advertisements there for the jobs I applied for and found nothing.

I looked up at my resumes and none of them was addressed to Pledis or Seventeen. I looked up at my email and there was none.

I picked my phone and dialed Divina. It took her a while to answer the phone. I think I disturbed her sleep.

"Div, are you sure that Pledis staff was legit? I looked up at my stuff and I can guarantee you that I never applied for them." I said as I pinned back the newspaper clipping on my wall.

"Of course it is. I went to Pledis Entertainment and they said they'd hire me to take photos for the book you would write. They said your name. They called yesterday, didn't they?" She said with a puffy voice.

"The woman I talked to yesterday says we should meet up to talked about the book. And I'm not sure if I'm going to accept it." I said regretting what I said once the words came out of my mouth.

As expected, I got tons of scolding from Divina last night and it drove me insane that here I am on my way to meet with the staff of Seventeen.

I keep mumbling to myself. Can I do this? Yes I can, no wait, I can't do this. My thoughts are at war right now.

As the taxi turned to a curve, I saw the restaurant where I would meet the staff. I felt like I don't want to get off the taxi.

I walked inside the restaurant. I keep saying to myself that it was just a staff, we're just gonna talk about the book and I could say no if I wanted to. But the problem is that I really wanted to say yes.

The waiter asked me for reservations and she looked up the guest list and then asked another waiter to assist me. I followed the waiter through the restaurant.

This place is really nice and fancy. I looked up at the corner and I think I saw EXO's Byun Baekhyun and Park Chanyeol. This must be where stars came to savor a meal. I began to feel so much more nervous.

The waiter stopped in front of a table. There was a man sitting there. I asked the waiter if this was really my table and he nodded and left. I nervously sit down.

I tried hard to calm down and act professionally. This is just a normal appointment, I'm used to this. That's what I keep telling myself. The man stood up and extended his hand to mine. I took it and shake it.

"I'm Soohee. I'm a staff of Pledis assigned to Seventeen. Please sit down." He said as he sit down too. I thought she was a woman yesterday.

"So, are you interested in being the official writer for our book?" the man asked. I know exactly what to say but no words came out of my mouth.

No words, just air. The man patiently waited for my answer.

"Miss?" he finally asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just that I'm so nervous, and shocked at the same time." I answered nervously.

"Is that a yes or a no?" the man asked.
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"So Soohee was a guy? What did he say?" Divina asked me later that afternoon. Her visits to my apartment happen almost everyday that she could call it second home.

So yeah, you might be wondering - I SAID YES.

I agreed to write the book for Seventeen.

"We just talked about the book, their presumed contents and the mood they want to impart to the readers. It was nice and the title that they prefer was good but I think I wanted to change it a bit." I said to Divina.

Later that night, I sat on my work desk thinking about the book. This never happened to me before.

Writing a book for Seventeen gives me the sense of a much bigger responsibility that I can't even start typing.

Normally, I can write 3 to 4 chapters every night but now, I'm sitting here for about an hour and I can't even type a single word. I sunk my head in my palms and messed my hair.

I'm so done for. How would I pull this off before the deadline? They gave me one week to write and now I'm wasting precious hours.