My Wild and Unpredictable Life with Six Boys and One's Still A Jerk (BOOK 2)

Chapter 6: DASHI RUN RUN RUN!

The song mentioned in this chapter is by PENTAGON and it is called Can You Feel It? Go check it out if you'd like, it's pretty cool!

PENTAGON is a great rookie group and their recent stage on SBS 2016 Rookie special stage just gave me a feel that they'll be one of the top to rise from those frivolous rookies. Seriously, rookies these days are monsters! I have expectations that in 3 years they'll be in a position, like the height that BTS is experiencing at the moment! Generations go by and legends go by! The future seems exciting yet sad seeing this evolution. Oh well, just live in the moment and STAN BTS! Ahaha! 

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I stared at the mirror and flipped my hair to the side for the tenth time. No. I tied it up in a ponytail. Nope, too messy. I flipped it behind my shoulders. I look like a teenager still. I tied it up in a ponytail again. "Eh, era moregeta (fxxk it) (A/N: LOOL bigbang)."

I applied a light cover of lip shine and mascara. I'm not going on a date, I have to mind the business affairs.

I stared at my plain black shirt and white jeans. Okay...I'll just add a fake pearl necklace to feel complete. I grabbed my pastel yellow shoulder purse and dashed out.

I left the building and a sleek limo pulled up. The windows rolled down. "Subin-ah!" Jimin waved. I smiled and got in. "Yah, you're too formal!" Jimin gasped. I stared at his horrendously ripped white washed jeans and his yellow jacket that covered his black V neck T-shirt. He took off his green rimmed circle shades and attached it to his shirt. "Well, you were never one to know how to dress anyway." He scoffed. Why did that hurt me. Maybe because I actually tried so hard once I got into college to read boring fashion magazines and watch useless make up tutorials.

"At least I'm not a crazy person out of some alice in the wonderland fashion cosplay store." I growled back.

"Excuse me, I have you know that I modeled for a magazine shoot and there will be many more offers. My fashion is not for the artistically blind eye." He scoffed and raise his chin away from me.

"Artistically blind my ass." I mumbled.

"What is that?" He cupped his hand around his ear.

"IF I'M BLIND THEN YOUR DEAF!" I yelled directly in his ear, causing him to envelop in a series of curse words and glares.

"YAH! Do you want to really be the cause of my impaired hearing?" He growled. "Aish, why did I offer you to come."

"Let me out then. Ahjussi driver! Let me off, you heard him, he doesn't want me with him anymore." The car parked to the side.

"A-Andwe!" Jimin scooted over to block my exit with his arms. I scooted to the other exit, but his feet extended to the door and blocked me. "Kajimaaaa~ I'm joking." He grinned.

"You better be." I smirked and haughtily sat up. Jimin jumped to a seat next to me and wrapped his arms around, nuzzling his face on my shoulder.

"Make up your mind." The driver sighed, as he went back on the road.

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Some K-pop music blared as we entered the venue. Most of the audience were females, Korean girls who lived in Italy and some Italians, while others had dragged their boyfriends or male friends along. When I walked in with Jimin, I looked like the latter, except that our age range was near the older fans and most of the girls here were in high school. The front row had a few reporters and fan-cam audience positioned.

"CEO park!" A staff member came and greeted him. "We got VIP seating tickets for you and the secretary intern. Please, make sure to feel comfortable.