The Audition

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Kiku wakes up to her alarm, blasting her favorite song, Blood, Sweat, & Tears by BTS. They were the whole reason she wanted to be a star in the first place. Aside from the fact that she also wanted to inspire others to do what they love. She gets ready for school, putting on her uniform, and doing her hair and makeup for the day. She walks down the stairs to see her mother sitting at the table, a cup of coffee in her hand. "Good morning Eomma!" Kiku bounds into the kitchen, giving her mother a kiss on the cheek. "Morning dear. What's got you so happy this morning?" Her mother smiles, looking at Kiku.  "Nothing Eomma. Just happy to see Mila and Yoka." Kiku grabs her lunch box and goes out the front door, walking to school.
----------------- 2 Hours Later ------------------
It was time for her music class her favorite class of the day. Mila and Yoka were in that class with her so she had a reason for it to be her favorite. They entered classroom to see nobody but themselves, Mr. Yon and a lady they've never seen before. "Um, Mr. Yon? Where is everyone else? And who is this lady?" Yoka questions, looking at the woman. Mr. Yon responds with a nod, "You girls will find out who she is later. For now just act like she isn't here and sing the song we went over the past few weeks." The girls nod, / play the song now / Kiku begins the first verse, Mila and Yoka joining in. They all finish, the woman claps and smiles, "Girls, my name is Seung Yul-Han, and I work with Big Hit studios in Seoul. This was an audition for joining our company. What do you say girls? Would you like to join?" The tree young girls smile, nodding their heads in unison. "We would love to Ms. Seung! Are we leaving today?" Mila looks at her, smiling brightly "Yes you are. We are letting you three out of school early today so you can go home and pack your things. We have another member already at the agency. And I'm sure you'll recognize a few faces when we get there." Kiku smiles, imagining how she would meet her Idol, Jeon Jungkook.

Later that day, Kiku is at home, still packing her things, she needed to make sure she has all of her clothes, and personal items like her phone, makeup, and other things. Her phone buzzes, indicating a text from Mila

Mimi: U ready 4 2 nite? Cuz I kno I am.

Gurl u kno it! We could b meeting BTS! Super nervous. What if they don't like us?

Mimi: Relax! They don't even kno who we r yet.

Tru tru. But I'm still gonna b nervous. You know I heavily bias Jungkook. Do u think I should change clothes? I don't need to wear my school uniform there. I'm thinking about this

 I'm thinking about this

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Or this

Mimi: Luving the second one

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Mimi: Luving the second one. Wear that.

Okay.

She put her phone away to change into a pair of ripped black jeans and a baggy white tee-shirt. She quickly applies some simple makeup, and puts her hair into a tight ponytail. Putting on some black high heeled boots and checking to see if she has everything ready. She zips up her luggage and walks down the stairs to tell her parents. "Eomma, Appa? I have something to tell you. Today at school a woman came from Seoul to have Mila, Yoka , and I audition for a spot at Big Hit studios. We're leaving tonight and I hope you will let me. You know it's always been my dream to be a singer." Her parents look at each other and smile, looking back at Kiku. "Of course we will Kiki. We love you and we want you to be happy." Her father smiles at her, hugging her tightly. "Well Appa, I'm off now okay? Mr. Yon is coming to pick me up since Seoul is a long drive from here and you have work in the morning. It's already ten o'clock." Kiku bounds up to her room, grabbing her luggage and walking back down the stairs, setting down her things and hugging her parents. "Remember us when you're famous okay Kiki?" "I will Eomma. Sarang haeyo." She walks out the front door with her things, waiting for her ride to Seoul.

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