Lost In Translation ((Super Junior- Kyuhyun Fanfic)) {completed} [editing]

• 6 • Directly Speaking

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Wednesday, November 13th, 2013

I sat down in the styling chair, the black leather comfy and relaxing. I felt the hair stylist begin on my hair and I thought back to this morning.

I had woken up early, excited and nervous at the same time. I was calm now, but only because Audrey had talked to me earlier, reassuring me that everything would be fine. A car had arrived at three with her waiting inside, just like she had promised. I knew that she was going to appearing on television along with us so she had to be styled too. Honestly, I was excited to see her all done up for TV.

The staff was a bit small so it took longer for my makeup and hair to be done. The stylist was fairly young and pretty. She didn't say anything to me as she worked, most likely because of the language barrier. I suddenly felt very bad for not being able to talk to her, my urge to learn English intensifying. As I was about to try to say something to the stylist, I noticed that Audrey had come into the room.

She was wearing a pretty blue dress, her hair was up, and her face looked bright and alert with the makeup she wore. She smiled in my direction, making her way over.

"You look very beautiful," I complimented. She smoothed her dress, which complemented every single curve she had.

"And you look very handsome." She poked my half-finished hair, making fun of it a bit. I thought about the stylist.

“Can you do something for me?"

“What?"

"I really wanted to talk to the stylist, but I'm not sure what to say. I don't know what to say, literally. I was wondering if you could tell her thank you when she is done and that I'm sorry I couldn't talk to her even though I wanted to." She peeked up at the stylist, her smile growing wider.

"Excuse me, but I was asked to tell you thank you, and that he wanted to talk to you, but he doesn't really know how to say it in English so he's sorry." She spoke in English, most of it meant nothing to me, and I sighed at my frustration. The stylist looked down at me, giving a sweet smile.

"Can you tell him thank you, and it's okay that he can't speak. I appreciate it nonetheless." Audrey nodded at what the stylist said and turned to me, reciting what she was told. I smiled up at her, nodding.

“I have to run a few things by you and the others before we start.” She turned her head, looking all around. “I told Leeteuk and Sungmin to follow me. I wonder where- ah! There they are.” I peeked around her, and sure enough, there they were.

“Sorry, we were stopped by a fan in the hallway.”

“No problem,” she said, waving it off. “So you guys are not fluent in English so I will have to translate everything for you as you already know. They’re going to ask a question or say something, and I’ll automatically tell you what they said. I was told that you should keep your answers shorter than you normally would, and if you can answer in English, please do. Or at least try. I’ll be right there if you need my help. Leeteuk, since you are the leader you might be answering a lot of the questions or the responsibility might fall towards you, like it normally would be back in Korea. Remember that I’m right there and I’ll make sure you won’t be lost at all, I promise. Don’t be nervous and I know you will all do great,” she encouraged. Her tone was enthusiastic and her thumbs up a sign of support. Sungmin draped his arm around her and squeezed her tight.

“Theres nothing to worry about if you’re right there with us.” She scoffed and smiled humbly. I knew she wasn’t as sure of herself as she seemed. If I was nervous, I can’t imagine how she was. It was her first time on TV and she had so much responsibility on her.
“I’m only human.”