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▪Connor▪

▪1 week later▪

The past few days have been good. Mark and I hung out and did fun things and sometimes the other guys would come along. Life is pretty good. Anyway, I am currently laying in bed staring at the ceiling. Thinking, wondering, contemplating.

Are my parents ok up there??

Are they watching me??

Do they miss me??

Am I ever going-

"CONNOR COME DOWN HERE PLEASE!" Why am ilways getting interrupted here? Oh well. I get up and rush downstairs.

"Yes Mark?" Translation: what the hell do you want!

"I need you to come with me today." Huh??

"Come with you?"

"Come with me. As in, to work. As in, my job." What!

"So what your saying is, You want me to go with you... to you're job... where im Going to be surrounded by a bunch of people I don't know??"

"Oh please, you'll be fine!! I'll be there, the boys will be there. As long as you're with us you'll be fine!" He tries to reassure.

"Hmm, I dunno. Sounds pretty sketchy." I eye him suspiciously.

"Please connor!" Oh no. The puppy eyes! Someone help!

"Ok fine." Noooo.

"Yay!! Lets go!" He rushes towards the door. Wait what!

"But I can't go out of the house in pajamas!" He stops and looks at me.

"Oh... right. Hurry and get changed we gotta go!" He demands as he pushes me towards the stairs.

"Alright I'll be down in five!"

▪le dressed▪

"Ok lets go!" And off to the car we went!

▪At JYPent▪

We parked and got out. As soon as we got there I was amazed. It was a huge building that looked so sophisticated yet intimidating. You know what I mean? No? Ok. Moving on! When we entered a security guard stopped me.

"Excuse me ma'am but who are you?" Oh no.

"Uh... Mark?" I call. He turns our way.

"Hey man, cool it. Shes just my cousin." He grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. I look down at my shoes.

"Oh im sorry Mr.Tuan! You two have a nice day" and we kept walking.

"Sorry about that." He laughs awkwardly.

"Its okay." I mumble. I look up and lined up on the walls are posters of different groups and musicians. I see a lot with the boys on them and stare at Mark and think to my self:

My god he's so good looking! Are you sure we're related??

I didn't realize I had stopped walking until I heard Mark calling my name.

"Coming! Sorry!" And I ran to catch up with him.

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GUESS WHO'S BACK!!!

MEEEEEEE!
sorry for the hiatus. I had writers block and school stuff to do.

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