Reaching The Top[2pm Junho FANFIC]

Chapter 3 - Audition Preperation(1)

Chapter 3 - Audition Preperation(1)

"Hey auntie Lee?" I asked as she hummed in response. "Where is the nearest entertainment company?"

"What do you mean?" She didn't look up from her cooking as she spoke to me.

"You know like YG, SM, JYP, bighit, Cube, Starship, FNC? Which ones -cough cough- the closest?"

"I'm not sure my darling nephew, but on the top of my head, I would say JYP," she said as she flipped the pancake. I mesmorisingly stared at the pancake, thinking how I would never be to flip a pancake properly. "I pass by it occasionally,"

I nod my head, taking a mental note.

"Are you going there for something?" she asked whilst turning off the stove and taking out a plate from the closest cupboard placing the pancakes on top.

"Yeah, I was thinking of looking for a job -cough cough- and I wanted to audition for one of the agencies," I smiled at her as she placed the pancake in front of me.

"Do you have a cold or something? You've been coughing all day,"

"Yeah I think so, since I woke up I've been feeling really ill," I told her, feeling an ich at the end of my nose.

"Well you should rest for a couple of days," she says this as she starts to eat her pancake, reading the newspaper that was in front of her.

Not bothering to reply to her statement I take my phone and unlock the screen. Going onto the internet checking to see the JYP auditions. To my surprise there is one tomorrow. Having been here only a day and the audition being tomorrow is brilliant news for me.

Scrolling through the JYP page I catch up on the news. Surprised to see that JYP has already started accepting new trainees, but there will not be any auditions for a while after these auditions finish. Though that brings me around to think of Jackson, the man I met on the plane, being reminded of his alluring husky voice makes me wonder just how far he would make it in the entertainment industry.

"Hey auntie,"

"Yes, do you need anything?" she stops eating and stares at me.

"Not that I need anything, just that there are auditions tomorrow, and I think I'm going to go," and all she does is nod her head in reply, returning to eating.

My aunt, in the morning, seems way more quiet and mellow than she did yesterday afternoon after she had picked me up. Now thinking back to it she wasn't really holding a conversation before whilst she was making breakfast, although maybe she was trying not to burn herself or something.

Deciding, however, that I was getting too into things, I changed the subject that was running around in my mind.

Since the auditions are tomorrow I need to prepare something quickly. I need to practice all day and remember all the lyrics. Also I need to decide what sort of make-up I'm going to do for tomorrow, I need to look glamorous and make myself stand out. I need to be chosen for tomorrows auditions.

Making up my mind I decide to shove down the rest of my pancakes, put my plates into the dish washer and go up stairs into my room.

Entering my room I squeeze past all the luggage that I have from yesterday, and also all the extra stuff my aunt gave me.

Once I was able to get past all the obstacles I flew onto my bed and curled up into a ball forgetting, completely, of what I was meant to be doing, or what I decided I would be doing. Quickly my thoughts return to my mind. And all my plans returned. So my things to do list is: