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5

"I can see Jimin's hair from here! He dyed it orange again! He looks so beautiful." Emma cried, as we got into the amazingly-long line.

Based on  my terrible mathematical skills, there were at least 100 girls here. Multiply that by about 2-3 minutes and that is approximately- 

pretty long. This was going to take a while.

~

When we finally reached the front, I could hear the Jin guy speaking.

I could tell because he was wearing all pink, and I know quite a bit about every member because of Em.

I knew what he was saying. I knew some Korean. Just enough to have a conversation with another Korean.

He smiled at Emma when she got up to sit in front of him, on her knees, as it always was in fan meetings, so you'd be on the same level as the idol.

"Annyeong," he said, happily, as I climbed on just sitting on the edge.

"Hello, I'm Emma, I'm a really big army!" She said excitedly, getting stares from the other members when they heard her speaking English.

"You're one of the only fans who know English, you know." Jin said, signing the album Emma slid to him.

"Where are you from? And your friend," When he noticed me, behind her.

"Oh, this is Meg. We're both from London, but she's Korean." She said, laughing nervously.

"Cool, did you come here by yourselves?"

"No, my mother is in the hall cafe. She took us here." Emma said, still smiling sweetly.

"You're sisters?"

"No, we're not." I said, before Emma could play her lying cards.

"How did you convince your parents to come here?" Jin asked me, laughing. 

He had a lot to ask. And laugh about.

I certainly didn't feel like laughing when he said that.

My face hardened. Emma looked at me, suddenly anxious.

"Oh, it was hard, but they let her in the end-" I cut in.

"Just say it, Em. It's not that big a deal."I turned to her.

"I'm an orphan."