It All Started on the Day I Idol-Napped

It All Started on the Day I Idol-Napped

Chapter 1

Okay. I must admit this isn’t the most well thought-of plan I have in the sixteen years of my existence.

It’s a sunny Friday afternoon and I’m driving a pizza delivery car like mad crazy to kidnap my favorite Korean idols.

See? A very moronic idea that popped out of my head probably cuz of my insanely incurable disease of K-Pop fever or cuz of the intense heat of the sun. I bet all of my life-savings on the sun for my psychotic actions. Screw you global warming.

I’ve pretty much planned the first parts of my scheme. I’m as legal as the next person to drive this thing. No- DUH. Hell, I just got my driver’s license last week and it’s about time to see if this piece of paper in my wallet really will bail me out if there’s trouble.

Oh, don’t worry about me. I have a snoring adult beside me anyways. So, in simpler words, I’m legally safe. My Nanny/Aunt, or in the word I like to use, Nantie Emma is a very responsible grown-up. If I’m not looking anyways. Every time I see her, she’s always there, snoring like an alto-tuned orchestra but if I’m not, heck, she’d clean up the whole house. Freaky spotless. Truly adults are the weirdest creatures to walk on earth.

And don’t ask me how I managed to drag her sleeping body to her seat. I swear I’ll never ever EVER in my right mind repeat that life-threatening act again.

 As I hold on tightly on the steering wheel, my hands seemed to cooperate and began to perspire more, doubling the chances of me crashing and end up watching my favorite idols either from above or below. Who knows where I might end up after this stupid atrocious crime.

With my adrenaline pumping, I drove towards ApeX’s hotel.

My most biased idol group, ApeX, which stands for Absolute-Perfection-in-Everything-we-eXert, was holding concerts here in our small sleepy town. And me, being the best fan in the world, couldn’t go cuz my claustrophobia overruled my love for them.

Those five gorgeously sick awesome guys are the oxygen tubes to my comatose life.

They are my life.

I stepped on it harder and my hands seem to wet & strangle the steering wheel at the same time. I breathed calmly. Well, it was an epic fail since I was palpitating ever since I drove out of our house. Curiously, no one was around the area. Hell, no one was around the streets in this Friday afternoon.

And coincidentally on the day ApeX arrived, my parents immediately began their impromptu trip for wherever the hell it is for one whole month or so.

“Maybe everyone in town went to ApeX’s concert for tonight,” I whispered to myself.

I began to slow down when I saw their hotel. No one was freaking around. Oh, God. Something’s up. Our usually half-awake town was more ghostly now than a double dead ghost town.

I eyed the huge luxurious building like a hawk when I suddenly stepped on the break harshly. Thank God for seat belts or Nantie Emma could’ve hit the windshield teeth-first.

ApeX was there. ApeX was seating on the park bench several feet away from the hotel surrounded by grass and bushes of flowers. ApeX’s freaking in front of me.

“God. Even their backsides look divine.”

I was in heaven.

I snapped out of my reverie when I felt my drool on the steering wheel. I shook my head and immediately put the car in reverse then turned so that the trunk would be facing their backs.