"Ami!" I heard a faint voice. "Ami! Wake up!"
"Huh?!" I suddenly jerk up, surprised. "Oh... Amiina. Hey." I say.
"You're late!"
"Heh, for what exactly- OH MY GOSH!" I holler, "I AM LATE!" I quickly roll out of bed and throw the sheets at my sister/roommate.
What am I late for, you might ask? Well, BTS—a well-known KPop group— is going to host a 'party' for people who might want to take the path of becoming their manager. That's right, MANAGER. And I have been in love with that group for who knows how many years. Anyway, they have to take some tests to see if I am capable of becoming their boss.
I throw on a golden-laced dress with a slightly bedazzled skirt and top that I picked out last night. "This looks good on me, right?" I ask.
"Sure, but just promise me you are going to get this job. If you do, that means I get to really meet the ACTUAL Rap Monster in person!" She says with a huge smile.
I laugh. "OK, now go make me a sandwich. I won't get that job if I have an empty stomach."
She giggles and heads down to the kitchen. I soon trail behind her, my bag in hand, along with a light jacket and my phone.
After I finish my jelly sandwich, she wishes me good luck and I start for the door.
